This is not my cat. But this cat does live with me! Her name is Bacardi, and she is Sancho’s cat. Isn’t she a doll?

I adore black irises. I have three next to me right now, and this is one of them. Or two of them., near the edges. I love their mixture of shadow and vibrant colour.

This one isn’t among my best pictures since it is blurred and the colour is off, but I really liked the way the cat was leaning up (as if to kiss the flowers). She was trying to nibble, really, but it looked neat all the same.

How can you NOT love them? Look how they move! Look at their necks and freaky little feet and eyes. Whoa. Besides, I still remember The Goodfeathers.

I’m sorry, Chicago. I just like them.

Both the Bumblebee and the Bunny, side by side. The bumblebee is the bunneh’s sidekick.

This is me and my bunny. It’s a Chevy Aveo, and since it is white with a small front and big back, I call it my bunny. Sancho has a bumblebee, I have a bunny. Neo might hate me, but my bunny loves me.

Sancho and his bumblebee. Isn’t it beautiful? It’s an Xterra SE. Pretty thing.

This is a ferry! I thought it looked cool.

There’s my Sancho! We wandered along the canal here.

Funny story! We are here in Chicago partly because we are hunting for cars, and Chicago is supposed to have lots of places for cars. So, we looked some up on trusty, reliable Google Maps. It told us exactly where to go! 517 Grand Ave, it said, had a car lot with used cars that it would lead us straight to! Alright, Google! Hurrah!

So we walked about 1/4th of a mile out of our way on the route to the hotel, cheerfully fist bumping and congratulating ourselves on how wonderful the day was going. And then we came to the canal. 517 Grand Ave should have been directly next to the canal.

There was nothing there. We looked around, certain that we were somehow missing an enormous car lot and building with balloons and huge signs. Nope! It just was not there. This happened twice. Tomorrow, we’re calling ahead of time.