My coworker Rachel watched as our poster printer produced three posters, all wintertime shots taken in the late 1800’s or early 1900’s. “Y’know,” she said, “all the people in those shots are probably dead. That’s kind of depressing.”

I looked over from the lab. “Oh, I don’t know. I think it’d be a lot more depressing if they were alive today. Trapped in those little boxes, clawing at the top, screaming to get out….”

She paused for a moment, then shook her head. “You’re just so weird.”


Just a moment ago, I was looking over the Phi Theta Kappa website after getting an invitation to join. As I perused the eligibility requirements, one line caught my eye. “Ooh — I must ‘adhere to the moral standards of the society.’ I wonder what those are?”

“I wouldn’t worry about it,” called Prairie from the other room. “I’m pretty sure you don’t.”

[See also: More family photos | Part Three | The New Apartment | Shots of Gig’s Music Theatre | 2003 Pictures of the Year ]


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