May blew past without any journal updates, so here’s a summary of the month:
Aaron somehow managed to be the only person in America to get a job in new home sales during this market, and moved to Phoenix to work in Pulte’s internet sales group. I made it over there to visit him a couple of weeks ago, and we managed to have our usual retarded fun. After a lackluster dinner on Friday we got up early Saturday, but hiking was thwarted first by killer bees and then by ravenous eye-lickers. We ended up eating eggs and going clothes shopping, which worked out well for me as I’m not supposed to buy any apparel not approved by the younger Holliday, and my current wardrobe was getting a bit threadbare. Saturday night was spent at the world’s worst mini golf course (every hole was flat and shaped like a navy bean) before we embarked on the Scramble iphone world championships.
Two weeks after the Arizona adventure with Aaron, Audrey let me tag along for a singing gig she had at Mission San Juan Capistrano. She had OK’d my visit with the choir director, but apparently it was considerably more crowded than he expected so he set me up in a chair next to the organ for the invitation-only event, and I got to watch a sixteen person choir sing from onstage while the Bishop presented Papal honors to members of the Parish. The amazing music was followed up by a wine reception on the mission grounds (including the oldest building in California), and all-in-all it was a fairly decent way to spend a Friday.
Aside from these outings the rest of the month has been fairly tame. I’m running about thirty miles a week again, Audrey has been barbecuing up a storm (the girl is a samurai warrior on the grill), Caitlin made a brief visit to LA for a conerence and some sushi, and in two weeks I’m off to Pennsylvania for Grandma Holliday’s ninetieth birthday. JAMWiki version 0.7.2 was released yesterday, work at DIRECTV continues as usual, and the living room is now home to a monstrously large flat screen TV that makes the baby ducks jumping out of trees in Planet Earth even more spectacular. Oh, and Audrey has taken to spreading walnuts in the hallway, so we now have squirrels that visit our living room regularly. Life isn’t bad.
I don’t really consider this squirrel to be “in the house”. It is more “half in the house”. If I saw a squirrel in that position and someone asked me where the squirrel was I would say, “the squirrel is in the doorway”. I feel like you need another picture that shows a squirrel in the house possibly eating a walnut or at least stealing one.
you would say that the “squirrel is in the doorway”. that’s where he was, right before he went in the house.