* When I arrived at the yard sale Saturday, I presented Dawn with a gift: the fake safety instructions poster for Snakes on a Plane. She accepted it gleefully, and passed it along to her husband Patrick. "This needs to be framed," he said. Dawn suggested they put it in their bathroom. I like these two.
(Dawn, like me, especially liked "Please proceed cautiously when stepping over dead bodies.")
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* I sought out and heard swamp-animal noise last night, walking past the north edge of Oaks Bottom Refuge. I'd realized that I was missing that noise, and it's less than 10 blocks from my place (and in Portland, that's a short distance), so why not? And I did.