If Ivy Doesn't Kill You It Will Make You Stronger. And Your Hands Uglier.

• It's a good thing I was never big on hand beauty, because I'm developing some wicked ivy-pulling callouses.
• Some day I'll get me one of them manicures.
• I am officially the most whitest person in the world, as I managed to obtain a sunburn while bent over pulling ivy from 5:00 p.m. to 6 p.m. You know, in the evening.
• I was so heavily damaged last night from watching two hours of European cycling that I had several recurring dreams about being forced to watch bizarre French You-Tube videos involving lots of quick shots of random objects and French cyclists hollering at the camera.
• Tomorrow we're off to Eugene to help Mom & Dad move some stuff to their new digs in Longview, the place of my birth (I wonder if there is some kind of plaque).
• If you ever find yourself in Longview and hungry, I can fix you up with a place that serves the best halibut fish & chips in the universe. Just don't expect ambiance. Or, you know, clean tables.
• It's almost show and tell time. Watch this space for more paintings coming soon.