Beth Skwarecki

This is Zoey.

My aunt's dog, a jack russell/corgi mix. She enjoys barking, jumping, and nipping people's heels.

This is my favorite picture of her. She looks like she's going to jump right off the couch and lick/bite you on the nose and flop over on the floor (piddling) and ask for a belly rub.

Which is I think exactly what she did after I took this picture. And ten seconds later, and ten seconds after that, etc.

Wreck this journal: you can buy a journal with wrecking prompts in it, or just follow along with a book of your own. Some ideas are here.

Flying Trapeze: explains itself. I took a trapeze lesson once. It's as much fun as it looks!

Another race, this one a 5K. My time was a little better - 31:29.

I don't plan on running any more races for a few months. Hopefully then I'll be a little faster.

If you go ice skating at Cass Park (or, now that it's spring, if you come to roller derby practices) you will see this mural:





Yes, that's right. One side has an angry evil octopus, the other has angry evil snowmen, aliens, and killer bees.

I don't know who painted this. It's as beautiful as it is nightmare-inducing.

Here are some more views of pain, suffering, and a small amount of fun-in-the-sun (the park also has a swimming pool):



Here, a girl is being chased by a snowman, right into the path of the red-toothed evil snowman you can see in the photo above. In the background, a UFO is abducting most of the landscape's remaining objects.



And here, some people swim (enjoying themselves or eating fish, according to their preference) while a girl who was flying finds herself stung. Maybe that's in the pool rules: no running, no horseplay, no flying?

When the Finger Lakes Running Company moved into this building, they started painting the side of it. This is one of my favorite murals in town.


Here is some more art. This one is in front of a gift/art/craft shop called Spirit and Kitsch that is located in what they call an "art vacuum" in Ithaca. It's on a street where every building is either a garage or looks like it wants to be one.

Chris and I are still alive. This is what we look like.

If it snows, they'll write the sky a nasty ticket.

To help encourage myself in my newfound love of running (I had a few good runs without my feet hurting, but I'm not signing myself up for a marathon just yet) I got a little music player. It's matchbox sized (does anybody remember when matches came in boxes?) and it does FM radio as well as mp3s.

(Yes, it's linux compatible - it's just USB mass storage.)

Apologies for the boring picture. I didn't go anywhere interesting today.

People rarely take photos of subway stations, but for me that's a big part of your trip. Some dumb statue? You passed it once. But the T stop is one of the first things you see, one of the first systems you have to navigate, and the infrastructure to get you around town.

OK, so I'm a rube who never sees subways at home. Is that so wrong?

(By the way, that song gets stuck in my head every time. Argh.)

Lots more Boston photos here.

A mural in one of MIT's engineering buildings. Surely you know the story.