These go generally in reverse chronological order. I find it alarming
that I seem to be just taking more and more pictures of the cats
as I get older. I need more friends.
Here's Decatur when she was a wee kitten.
She never really got any bigger.
Can't get the monkey off my back
Jefe and Hubcap
This must have been 1999. We ostensibly went to a friend's wedding
in Akron, but spent most of the time getting drink-drank-drunk at
somebody's parents' summer home.
And from the vault: here's me and Sean K throwing
one of our famous Salons. Note Sean's patchwork pants, scientifically
formulated to attract the ladies. I wish I still had that loud suit
jacket. You will also notice that I am drinking Mark Twain!