I always bring my journal for hanging out and whiskey-drinking with my friend Maya, because we always wind up thinking brilliant things when we do this. Last night was a beautifully cold, late fall night for it.
Lester approves of this activity.
Trixie, guardian cat of the Hungarian Pastry Shop.
This is Obi-Wan, who lives around the corner from me. His human lets him out in the daytime to terrorize the pigeons in the community garden. I caught him sleeping on the job.