for the bar

This fox had a wee nip o' the barrel.
I'm not sure if that's a thing people actually say (now, or... ever) but... i guess i just said it, so...

Changed up the blog template again. just trying to find what feels like home ;)

saturday morning

When i read The Internet in bed there's this kind of continental drift that happens.

Polyphylla Decemlineata

It's been warm out so we have a TON of these guys hangin' around the studio.

(thank you The Internet for the photo)
They're a little bigger than a quarter and they're harmless unless they hit you at high speeds. Fortunately i've never actually had a collision with a ten-lined june beetle (at least, not at work) but with the sheer numbers of them it's not an unlikely scenario.

When i was a kid i used to go camping with my parents near Lake Arrowhead and these guys would turn up around dusk every summer. My dad named the first one Elmo, and it stuck. We found Elmos camping at Lake Tahoe too, and the ones there would dive-bomb us in the showers. They're solid little dudes.