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Sure, I have lots to catch up with here…the long weekend (which seems ages ago)…not one but TWO hotel windows…photos from Italy Day 10…tales of wonder and whimsy.

But no…I’m more in the mood to ponder the significance of this seagull staring at me through the hotel window. We know that bluebirds are harbingers of happiness. Ravens are the opposite. But what about the goofy gull?

He has now moved closer and is peering at me dead on. You just can’t stare at them without laughing. Maybe he is a seagull of silliness. Or he intends to pounce on me and scoop out my eyes like a beached seal.

Oh dear. Now he is “laughing”…or calling in reinforcements. Oh my…now there is a second.

Back to work. Send help if you don’t see another post soon!!

Today I Googled “pudding course”…probably the oddest phrase I’ve ever searched for. I heard it referenced in a video about state dinners at Buckingham Palace. [minute 1:10] Honestly, anything with “pudding” makes me giggle.

It helps to hear it in a wonderful British accent. 🙂

Some days, it doesn’t take much to perk up my mood 🙂 With this shot, I just really like how the colors jump off the screen. (If you’re curious…the shot is from Ocean Beach on Sunday.)

My goodness…reading that last post with the benefit of a morning latte high, I noticed a touch of anger seeping into my blog 🙂 So, let’s lighten things up with a photo of a seagull bathing.

Of course, if I were to pan back, you would see that it was bathing in run-off from the Ocean Beach parking lot.

But let’s giggle at nature.

Some days, you just regret leaving the house 🙁

On Sunday afternoon, Jeff and I decided to venture into South San Francisco to pick up some items at Target. I mean really, who can resist those hip, colorful, Beatles-driven Target ads.

After we patiently navigated the parking lot of lost souls, we approached the store’s glass sliding doors…unaware of the chaos within. The doors parted and we entered Back To School Hell. Screaming children everywhere. And more Chinese-made shit than anyone could possibly need. (To be fair…Target has AWESOME Chinese-made shit 🙂

We tried to seek respite in a store in the adjoining mall, but the slow walkers and teenage slackers were out in force, and the diversion only made moods worse.

We left without buying anything at Target. Nothing, nothing, NOTHING is worth that pain.

To make matters worse, a rock was kicked up off the freeway on the drive, and I now have a crack gleefully making its way across my windshield.

Sigh…I could have bought razors at Safeway.