Suspicious. (Click on the image for a readable comic experience.)Still in the middle of Right-Brain Time. Will be thinking and writing in words again soon.
Welcome to the Thousand Anxiety Wood. Harshing Mellows since 2004. Current Anxiety Level: Orange (yam colored)

Labs. You gotta love 'em. Because otherwise they would starve, freeze to death, die of heat stroke, drown, or get eaten by bunnies.
I say it looks a little like a reindeer. The pickaxe (I've decided to spell it with an "e" for extra length) is for perspective. Ooh, I'm a killer. Yes, this IS the most exciting part of my day.
I don't think this picture captures the insidious nature of this wisteria vine, but it's the best I could do. This shoot is like six feet long, reaching out blindly to grasp whatever may be out there to capture and subdue. These shoots come out of the mother vine all over, climbing the roof, getting into the cracks between the house and the eaves, feeling around for something to crawl onto and consume. As you can tell, it has already begun to demolish the fence once built to hold it up. Left alone for a summer, this vine would destroy Vancouver. 
It's the exact opposite feeling I get from going to the gym and ending up moving myself and my tiny weights to the corner to make room for the larger, more important-seeming manly, grunting types.
This is the site of some very arty wedding photography involving some lovely old columns (lovely professsional photos to come soon, I'm sure). Also using the columns this afternoon: a homeless dude and his sacked-out dog. And a dumpster. With Dave in the foreground, classing the place up a little.
I just like the fun being had in this snapshot. Action photo. Movement. Light. LIFE. (Ode to Ingmar.)
"What do we do with our hands? Let's just hold them out in front of us like this. Perfect."
Adorable wedding party members enjoying a pre-wedding beverage. Why not?
Some random parent and grandparents waiting around for some wedding action. Isn't that foxy silver haired lady wearing the most adorable dress?
Adorable wedding party milling about at the Skidmore fountain for a good reason, I'm sure.