Patrick was apparently born two years before his father and one year before his mother.
If you look at the left-hand column, you’ll see that the sources are all “Ancestry Family Trees.” This kind of recursive black hole happens when you attach ALL THE THINGS to your online tree, without actually researching them. This person has clearly added the man as his own father, with his wife as his mother. Freud is laughing in his grave.
Who needs TV, when this is going on?
It may be time to replace the stove burner covers.
It’s veggie eggs for breakfast, with baby bellas, green onions, spinach, and tomatoes.
Polly doesn’t like dogs, but she’s utterly unfazed by them. Thomas can be really pesty, and Polly just ignores him. So when Thomas is acting bonkers, Polly is the only cat who will stick around. The others hide.
Thomas finally ran his battery down and is chilling with me.
All the books and most of the shelving is now cleared from the 9th floor.
The high yesterday was 56F. It was hella windy and stormy last night, and then the temperature dropped to 30F. Today it went back up to 61F and was alternately foggy and rainy.
Holy migraine, Bateman! My head is about to explode.
Have I mentioned that this dog is completely bonkers?
They’re renovating the 9th floor of the west tower. Eventually the fine arts library will move here, so that their space in the fine arts building can be incorporated into the big art museum renovation. The library will permanently lose the space in the art building, unfortunately, so we’re having to find room for the fine arts collection in the main library.
The 9th floor is being cleared out, so it can be renovated, so the fine arts collection will have a new home.
red paper boat 