Picking up a couple of dogfish sharks this morning, and they should not be migrating back to New England this early in the year (thanks mythical climate change!), I got to see a half-dozen gray seals feeding around the docks. I've never seen gray seals in this pond before and I spent most of my childhood summers in one of those cottages you can see on the opposite shore.
Our axolotl is sick, probably with septicemia. The cool thing about treating amphibians with antibiotics is all you have to do is drip the meds onto their backs and let them sit for half an hour. The skin is so porous the medication ends up becoming systemic. Just to make sure the little guy hadn't swallowed anything like a stone or shell, the vet did an x-ray. Here's what giving a Mexican salamander an x-ray looks like:
I agree with this rant by John Cole. I eat out five nights a week on average and I tip 30 - 35% as standard. Sometimes more. I don't buy alcohol or desserts at a restaurant so I feel like I owe the server a bit of what they may have missed out if someone else had been sitting there. It's been argued that this actually makes the wait staff's job even easier but I don't agree.
New Years Eve Party involved pizza and bowling, with the big screens of Times Square playing above the pins. At 44 seconds left in 2016 I announced I'd welcome the new year in with a strike at exactly midnight. Made my approach at 4 seconds left in the year and all ten pins fell as the numbers on the tv screen turned to 00:00.00. True story. I have witnesses.