We love the taste of hurricane in the morning...

Mmmmm... Alberto.

Ugh! A filling in her baby teeth!

I hope this doesn't go down in her permanent record...

I want this chair.

Can I have 500 bucks to buy it? Please? Don't you love me at all? Don't you want me to be happy? More importantly, don't you want my butt to be happy?

On second thought...

after watching this particularly frightening Sand Tiger Shark swim slowly past me for the 3rd time, I began to reconsider the cage diving idea...

Saturday's visit to the aquarium

Turns out that my daughter is shark-crazy, just like I am. Maybe someday we'll cage dive together with Great Whites near the Farallons -- at least that what I put on my 50-Things-To-Do Before-I-Die list.

more brushfires

The brown clouds are smoke right behind our neighborhood grocery store, a few miles from home. If we don't get some rain soon we may get torched along with the dead grass. Of course, while we're having brush fires we're preparing for hurricanes. WHY AM I LIVING HERE??!?!?!