Darn, it's pretty up there.
I finally catalogued the first five baseballs in the new collection. You can find them here.
Jon sent another Fallbrook postcard over. Sounded like he felt he needed to redeem himself but I didn't think the first one was bad.
I'm dropping off some paintings and flyers at Long Beach tomorrow so I decided to wash the van today. It was disgusting, has been sitting for a long time.
Chicken man is working at the car wash. He lost a bet, has to be a chicken for thirty days. Guess there are worse things...