I’m getting lax in writing about these events, instead concentrating on the ephemeral. I’ve got all these photos from things that need to go online, and what I should really do is go in chronological order, but here I am starting backwards. Oh, well.
Over Father’s Day weekend, we trekked to Johnstown to visit Berta’s family. Everyone out there seems to be doing well, although Abby and I were sad to learn that Shade, the family dog, had to be put down.
A 12-year-old girl that was being dragged off and beaten by seven men is guarded by a group of three lions. Amazing.
This quaint online RPG merits further review.
A cool isometric Flash bouncing game, via Kevin Poulsen
Ok, so everyone (well, almost everyone - story to follow) knows that when it’s cold in the Northern hemisphere, it’s hot in the Southern, and vice-versa.
My question (and this should be easy for any passing-by Aussies to answer) is: Do you call it “winter” when it’s cold? So when it’s “winter” here in the US, it’s “summer” down there?