we saw glenn & the fluffers friday night in indianapolis. we braved rain, hail, and frigid gale-force winds to get there, and it was worth every minute. they were brilliant, as usual, and more than a little fun after the show. we got quite drunk, and didn't arrive home until 11:00 the next morning. thank god my son agreed to drive us home; the rest of us were too inebriated to do anything more than whine and sleep.
i found a home for big dog (whom we'd begun referring to as murphy) last week; the roommate of one of my co-workers took him. she works for a vet, knows a lot about dogs, and is very happy to have him. i took this picture of him with cooper the day before he went to live at his new home:
week before last, i suddenly got very sick of my hair, and decided to cut it myself. here are the results:
while taking pictures of my haircut, i somehow managed to take this photo, which bears an uncanny resemblance to my 16 yr-old self: