Spring Break in San Antonio

Soon after we checked in we went exploring.

The Alamo





San Fernando Cathedral where Crockett, Bowie, and Travis are entombed.

Out of my system

Please let me get some recent weird photos out of my system. These are more for me than for you.

These are 8 or so white hairs I plucked from my head two weeks ago. My scalp still hurts. I twisted them and laid them out. Then, I tossed them in the trash because no one could think of anything else to do with them.


Bike riding lessons for my child. About 3/4 second. Sidewalk shadow is what interested me.




Easter eggs, just for the record. That gross membrane between the shell and egg is, well, gross.



Growing front teeth and wire sharp hair in various shades.

Voting for highways. Cornelius and Wally.

Here's how voting went today. Earlier in the month I talked to little girls about the importance of voting and explained the history, too. Then, today, I almost forgot to vote.

A bunch of the oldest people I've ever seen were sitting around pulling the voting cards. The K through M lady looked looked at my card and asked if it was *really* me as if she'd been expecting me all day.

A lot of olds are up for election this year. People with names like Wally, Gladys, Cornelius, and Roy. Names they don't make anymore. Apparently a few are super passionate about being the Fremont Township Supervisor. One has a red sign and one has a blue sign even though they both claim to be independent. Ordinarily I'd look into who they are but I'm most concerned with the proposition to build a highway through my town.

My voting card went something like this.
1. Do you want to build a highway through your town, drop your property value even more, and ruin your child's brain by pumping diesel byproducts into her bloodstream?
No.
2. Who should be mayor this year?
There's only one choice.

I am back from vacation.