So the tortoise has taken to dragging the canoe around the backyard as a sort of tank weapon. It really allows him to destroy just about anything. I find it so funny that a beast that already had a shell on his body now is driven to drag around a much heavier shell. He is so strong bow that I literally sat Indian style on his shell the other day and he dragged me around.

At Niagara square today I noticed they sand blasted the bricks to make it look cleaner. Frankly, I liked the old look to the sand blasted look but what's really crazy is that someone thought asphalt was an appropriate brick substitute. How the fuck did anyone think it was okay to do. This screams lazy govt worker. They couldn't find a freakin substitute brick. Even of another color. I would support taking the person who made the decision that this was appropriate and ironically stoning them to death with bricks in the square.

We took (e:Terry)'s mom. I couldn't stop thinking about the guy that jumped. As we were in the elevator and walking up the stairs, I wondered if he amazed at the reliefs or if he stopped and read any of the signs on his way.



Its sad the state the Statler is in. Its like covering the sidewalk with overhead protection is their total solution to the problem of the buildings concretes decorations falling on people's heads.

Their lunch food is so good. The pattio in back is open and was packed today. No hornets yet like last year. Apparently, they have a to go bagged lunch deal too and a Game of Thrones themed dinner.

We traveled over to The Albright Knox for First Friday with (e:terry)'s mom.

The Art was great but the letters between Knox and the artist were even better. I love reading old letters. Especially, type written ones in the style of those letters. I wonder why we abandoned the dash, carriage return word split.






























This last one you have to see in person. At full height, looking straight at it, it ripples.