Have you ever looked around in a restaurant, after a late dinner, and realized yours was the only remaining occupied table? Have you ever peeked up after picking at the last scrumptious scraps, and noticed chairs turned upside down on other tables ? Yeah, you’re nodding your head up and down, but how about this. Have you ever peered down the length of that restaurant, to the adjoining bar, and seen your waitress sitting on a stool, watching the last college football game of the day and pulling on a longneck Budweiser?

Emma’s cowgirl Halloween costume.

Photo of Joe Barbato found on my camera and presumably taken by Matthew.

Finally, a brief glimpse of sun.
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Adam leaves for Italy tomorrow. His constant blog presence will be missed, but I’m hoping he’ll entertain us all with mini-travelogues.

Wednesday night’s poker game. From left: Stu, Bryan, me, Ernie (Rob’s father-in-law), Rob and Dwight. Missing from the phot0 – Dave.

View from our “beach.”
The requested view .
Same view, not so close.

We all (Matt and Debbie) went to the MFA last night to see the Ansel Adam’s exhibit. As I was walking out I heard some guy asking his girlfriend, “Why couldn’t Adams make just one album in color?” As we neared our car, Diane said, “That was a lot of black and white.” This morning I woke up and thought, maybe I should experiment more with black and white.
I also wondered what Adam thinks of Ansel, given that Mr Adams would squirrel his photographic plates off to the darkroom and return with finished prints of what he felt he saw, rather than what he saw.

It’s 4 M and Jeffrey is carrying me to my truck.

Peter keeps asking for photos of his parents.

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It turns out that Nubus is really Nubis, which is short for Anubis, the Egyptian God of the Dead. Helen thought her cat looked like he should be on pedestal, similar to many Egyptian Gods, etc. .

The old resistor.

This trip’s truck fix. My heater/air conditioner fan worked only on full blast; the three slower speeds had vanished. My father analyzed the wiring diagram and decided the problem was an inline resistor. I ordered one from the local Nissan dealership, and Voila! heat without the noise.

Peter, Kate and Emma popped in tonight and met Matt’s grandmother. Here is one of Kate not making a face. Peter gets a gold star for setting a camera up on his end.

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My mother (too many people are asking me why I call her Helen, or HO or Hey You) asked her friend, Dottie, if Dottie still had the tape recording in which she sang “Morning Has Broken” with her daughter, Evelyn. Dottie did not, but she got together with her friend, Pam, and together they recorded four songs. Dottie dropped them off yesterday and I transferred them from tape to computer. Here is the Cat Steven’s song (mp4 format). From her near permanent place in bed, it is now Helen’s (okay, I can’t stop) top request.
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Michael and Diane