A lot of unused benches around campus these days.

More evidence of demolition.

We lost a staircase to the demo crew, need to reroute an air return through it.

A pretty strong storm came through this evening, leaves and branches went flying.

Duncan the Undead is still with us, years after we expected him to depart. I’m happy every morning that I hear him huffing at the door to go out, he’s going to be awful sad at all of our funerals.

Someone lost their beverage.

I headed to my second-floor office to grab something in the morning, glanced out the window and saw something swimming in the pool. By the time I got out there, it had been sucked into the skimmer basket.

Gentle poking and prodding wouldn’t get it out, so a solid shove with a fire poker sent the possum back into the water, where I was able to scoop it and … place it outside the fenced area.

Every heard one of those hiss and scream at the same time?

I needed a little sound insulation to get it out of my ears.