Uncle Sam
I’m writing this entry at my uncle Sam’s house. (You might think that this is somehow related to the present holiday, but it’s not—that’s just his name. Really. Anyway you could have figured that out from the capitalization, ‘uncle Sam’ and not ‘Uncle Sam’.) I’ve just showed him my website, starting with the photos section (he wanted to see Rebecca), and a couple other weblog-type sites.
I always find it fascinating to see people’s reactions when they find out that I keep a “journal” online. I know that there are hundreds of thousands of them, but I forget that they are still quite obscure to most people.
More ruminations later—it’s time to go amuse his 3 adorable little boys.