Here’s a cool shot of some pigeons.
I took this one day, on my way to work.

I f*cking hate pigeons

Sunday February 11, 2007
3:30pm
Barack Obama Rally
Chicago
UIC Pavillion
Characters:
Brother, Andre
Nephew, Andre Jr. (A.J.) age 10
Me: Hey A.J., you’re going to want to hold on to your ticket stub.
A.J: I know…Is there going to be a raffle or something?
Me: Ha ha ha!
Andre: No A.J. there’s not going to be a raffle.
A.J. Oh. I was just wondering.

Saturday February 10, 2007
10:00am
Characters:
Daughter, Taylor age 8
Son, Morgan age 6
Me: Taylor and Morgan come in here, I want you to see this.
Taylor: O.K. Papa, here we come.
Morgan: What is it Papa?
Me: I just want you to watch this.
Taylor: Who is that talking?
Me: Barack Obama.
Morgan: What?
Me: Barack Obama.
Morgan: Is that Martin Looser King?
Me: LuTHer son, put [...]

“Hold on a second,” I said holding up my index finger. “Have you seen this commercial?” Audwin had been talking about something having to do with the meaning of life, before I interrupted him. It was Sunday morning. We always talk about the meaning of life on Sunday morning.