Happy International Talk Like a Pirate Day from my crew of scurvy dogs

Another deep dog hole broken down. Actually, I didn’t destroy it all, was too deep and it’s too hot out there.

Mid-afternoon, sitting in the shade on our balcony, looking out over the clear blue water, listening to the waves and Jimmy Buffet, sweating and smelling the sea air, reading a book that has absolutely nothing to do with my academic life. I recognize my good fortune.

Paper and Toner Working Group

Personal chatter and discussions of consumables.