I am in here.
Even though I can’t use it for its main purpose, my iPhone has gotten much use here in London for its picture-taking capabilities. [Aside — it can also be used to play Angry Birds with on the Underground, but that wasn’t me — that was the guy sitting next to me. Honest!]
As you may have noticed — or not, seeing as you’re not here, I think — I have fled the joyous confines of Cincinnati and am now nestled in a nice, fluffy hotel room in London. It even seems to be reasonably close to the British Museum. Closer than Cincinnati at least. And I arrived … Continue reading She’s not there
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Just talked with Peter — Newton the Cat just died… Complications from his lymphoma. He’s the kitty on the right.
white pebble 