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REDIRECT ALERT! (Scroll down past this mess if you're trying to read an archived post. Thanks. No, really, thanks.) Due to my inability to control my temper and complacently accept continued silliness with not-quite-as-reliable-as-it-ought-to-be Blogger/Blogspot, your beloved Possumblog will now waddle across the Information Dirt Road and park its prehensile tail at http://possumblog.mu.nu. This site will remain in place as a backup in case Munuvia gets hit by a bus or something, but I don't think they have as much trouble with this as some places do. ::cough::blogspot::cough:: So click here and adjust your links. I apologize for the inconvenience, but it's one of those things. Thursday, March 31, 2005
Hey! Pictures! Despite the fact that I told Jordana yesterday that I wouldn't have any pictures today due to all the stuff that packs itself into Wednesday evenings, I DID indeed find some time last night after we got home and after the kids were in the bed and after I finished editing and proofing a paper Miss Reba wrote for one of her classes (at least I didn't have to type it), there WAS time to put the evidence of our most recent excursion to ATL onto the chip, and I have just now transferred them to my online photo album. Or, more accurately, to my second album. I used up my 25MB limit on the first one. ANYWAY, here we go. It was very nice while we were there, and of course, we were surrounded by lovely buildings. Like the Georgia Power/Southern Company building across the street from the boys' room balcony-- That's unfair, it really was a nice day--here's a shot of the SunTrust Plaza outside the window at the end of the hallway where our room was... ...and one of the Bank of America tower, again from the balcony. My favorite, however, is this little monument-- that sort of gets swallowed up by the rest of the neighborhood-- Inside the hotel, this is a shot I took of the ceiling while waiting for one of the interminable events to be over-- Tres '70s, but really, it's still an okay design that has held up well, which isn't something you can say about a lot of 1970s buildings. It does have a remarkable lack of rapid vertical circulation--i.e., elevators. For a convention hotel, with huge hordes of people getting out of meetings at one time, there really needs to be more than five elevators. This is another shot of the decor-- ANYWAY, I realize none of you care about that, but would much rather see pictures of ME! Well, sorry to disappoint, but since Daddy was taking pictures, there are no pictures of Daddy. There are, however, ones of Boy. Watching the teevee over yonder... (This is the girls' room, explaining the mess.) And here is Boy with Rodney Copperbottom. Tiny Terror? Check! All the little kids in kindergarten to 2nd Grade who don't get to compete, DO get to walk across the stage and have everyone take their picture. This will be Cat's last year to make the walk, and here is her moment of fame-- Speaking of moments of fame, here is Oldest with her song-leading finalist trophy. (She's the one in the black blouse in the middle.) And here's Middle Girl with her little trophy for 2nd Place Bible Bowl Team. And, here's one taken at the start of the day, with them all together in the hotel room, not fighting with, or shouting at, each other-- Let's see, who have we left out? Hmmmm. OH, YEAH! How about a current shot of the lovely and book-burdened Miss Reba, shown here talking-- --and here, 16 minutes earlier, not talking and looking as though she wonders why her husband insists on taking her picture. (You can also see Catherine's tiny stuffed puppy, sitting patiently on Catherine's lap waiting for her to finish playing that confounded GameBoy.) Much later on in the afternoon, after everything was over and done except for the waiting, this is a shot of several restless, bored, tired--and in the case of one small boy, extremely angry--children sitting and keeping themselves entertained. Yes, Catherine is very ladylike. ANYwho, them there is the high points.
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