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Today I took pictures of things I like. Random stuff, stuff around the house and yard...



This is my creepy pouting doll. I guess I pouted when I was little, so my parents thought is was hilarious to buy this doll for me. It used to push out it's lower lip when you raised the arm, but it doesn't do that any more. What a shame. It now sits with my murder mysteries on the bookshelf. Seems appropriate to me, although Mark doesn't particularly like it.


One of my most favorite stores...and the stuff you can get there. (actually, some of these books were on clearance, and some of them were purchased at a used bookstore. But I forgot to take a picture of that sign...)



We hit the drive-thru on the way home...Starbuck's is very festive this time of year.

This is the street I live on. We have various (and very non-PC) variations on the name. I don't mention them in public, because people are so easily offended sometimes...or perhaps it's because they are rather rude.

These are photos of my backyard. We can see a tip of the Rincon Mountains. There are mountains in every direction, but this is the only view of them from our house. Unless you climb on the roof, which we tend not to do, since it's about 1000 degrees up there in the summer.


The skies have cleared, the rain has gone, the warm sun is shining again. Everything is fresh and washed clean -- the air is crisp and fresh (what is this humidity? It surely cannot be natural. Air is meant to be harsh and sandpaperish.) The dog is happy, because he once again can sleep in the sunshine. He loves the sunshine. I hope he loves snow and cold and rain, because next year he is moving to Anchorage, AK, with the rest of us. I hope he also loves long car trips...

This is one of my favorite chairs in the back yard. It's a turquoise hotel chair (those bouncy metal things). I think my bright chairs contrast very nicely with the rocks. I hope they contrast nicely with snow, too.

This is a detail of one of the palm trees in my back yard. I really like this one. (The photo, not the tree. I am not a big fan of the palm tree. Too SoCal for me, I guess.)