Friday, September 28, 2012
Edit: I decided to give it to him now, so he can make better use of it for school, as opposed to waiting for December when the year is half over.
Explaining it all to Patrick. He had a baseball game soon after this, in case you were wondering.
Off to the races. When not typing school papers or his upcoming novel about the zombie apocalypse (where Mad Cow disease turns into Mad Human disease...), he generally just writes about how great he is, or curse words. Lots of curse words...
I'm pretty sure I am going to have to have a chat with him about proper carriage return techniques.
Surveying his literary masterpiece.
Displaying my typing prowess for all eyes to see.
Adele joins our mini type-in.
I don't know how she types at all with those damned fingernails...
"They look like students in a classroom!"-- Ma (my mother).
My parent's Basset, Fred, giving the Classic 12 a go.
And here she is (yes, Fred is a female) chasing the treat Ma placed on the top of the typewriter, after she knocked it into the type basket with her over-eager nose.
Sunday, September 23, 2012
Saturday, September 22, 2012
My portable little typing station.
I didn't even know this camera had a timer! Worked out perfectly to show me in my unnatural habitat.
For those interested, here is a link to my post about this neat little Underwood:
This Leader is a Champion in my book
Here is my patio, where I wrote this post. The patio is actually the concrete roof of my garage, which sits one level lower than my basement. My house is on a huge hill, and the garage is at street level. I love the way it is laid out.
This is view from the edge of the patio to the roads below.
The left side of my yard as seen from where I sat typing. That tree is where Leila spray paints things blue...
The side of our home, as seen from the blue tree.
A bit more of the left yard. It's now officially Autumn, but this is the hottest day we have had here in a while...
A neat little brick fire-pit behind my shed. This thing looks ancient. I think the previous owners used it to burn trash.
From the left yard to the front.
Another view of the road from the edge of the hill.