Here's a picture of the new baby elephant just born in Oklahoma City. I posted it for Jeri.



And here's some flowers I would send to her, but I'm saving the money for a plane ticket some day. (Note to Jeri: don't go change the sheets or stock up on margarita mix, no definite plans yet.)



Last summer I went to the county Vital Statistics office and paid $37 for two copies of my birth certificate. At home with them, I put them in a safe place until I could take them to the safe deposit box at the bank, but when I next looked there, I must have moved them to a safer place. I looked and looked, but never found them. I finally decided to just go get another one today and be done with it. Now it's pinned to the wall in plain view until I can make a trip to the bank. Murphy's Law says that the ones from last year will now turn up.

I'm re-writing our wills, so if you want me to leave something to you, it's a good time to be nice to me, not that it will probably do much good, and not that there is going to be much left worth fighting over. But I do have two 1960s Olivetti manual typewriters that are up for grabs.