I'm attempting to house Koeppel in a boat race, but Lizzie is distracting me with some sort of kung-fu move behind me. Pelkey holds down the anchor spot.
At this point, mainly a photoblog of my life. Tangible evidence that I exist and that I've ever done anything is scant, since I haven't owned a camera until very recently, and have to depend on the shutterbug tendencies of others.
