Remember rotary phones? OR I <3 Egyptians

I just unloaded about 3 million pictures from my phone. I spent the whole day across the street in the field with the dogs throwing the chicken and looking for shells (more later) and I had forgotten how the sun wipes you out. You can do literally nothing in the sun and still be tired after. It always kind of freaks me out. Along with everything that freaks me out. Which is most things...

No more need to "dress appropriately" for the weather!


We hate you when you don't allow us to beg.


I finally found a touch free car wash. I hate the brush car washes. I have lost so many car pieces and gotten so many swirly scratches that I stopped using them. The Scion is better than that. So after searching fruitlessly I finally find one up the road a ways and go to it. As soon as the green arrow please pull forward buzzer goes off all these birds start coming into the car wash. It was surreal and I got a little worried about their well being until I started taking pictures. Then I jumped back into my car and pulled forward figuring they probably knew all about this kind of thing. They did. Sad part is as soon as I jumped out of my car with my phone, most of them left. There were these rad little storks with super long curved beaks that I am having a hard time identifying and all kinds of heron looking things that were to skittish to get a good look at. One of the storks stuck around along with the freaky red faced friends which I am guessing are Muskovy Ducks. The others bailed out. I'm guessing most people don't leap out of their car when they fly into the car wash...

Let me tell you it's always cool, and the boss don't mind sometimes if ya act a fool!


Close up of the red faced dude


While at the field today I noticed there were small shells here and there. It struck me as strange because the beach is about a block away so I looked harder and saw they they are all over the place. Never one to lose and opportunity I collected a mess of them and I have them soaking in a cup of water (see below) to hopefully loosen the dirt that is up inside a lot of them. No one is living in them so I am going to rinse them all out and once in AZ I am going to make a neat little mobile of them. When the breeze hits the mobile it should make a nice quiet non intrusive tinkling noise. It'll also be totally out of place in the low desert. Perfect. I'm going to look for more shells tomorrow. They're super pretty and along with the spiral brown/purple ones, there are also white snail looking ones, some about the diameter of a quarter. The larger white snail shells are far and few between, but I have hope and tunnel vision like nothing you've ever seen. I'll find every last whole shell that field has to offer or my name isn't Oscar Samuel.

She sells sea shells by the big grassy field


Oooo... I also located a nifty dog boutique/grooming shop right around the corner that sells Jim and Tab's food. He says he does daycare and as much as I don't like the idea of leaving them anywhere, this place is cage free and he gave off some very awesome, very gay vibes. He was super nice from the get go. I might try dropping them there for a couple hours so I can enjoy the beach. It's peak season so dogs are frowned upon when regarding the beach. But tomorrow is supposed to be perfect and I wouldn't mind a little surf time with the two legged company I keep. I bet this guy has never received a frantic phone call every 10 minutes with some crazy chick on the other line asking if her dogs are okay. I bet.

I get an email today that I fell in love with. Goes like this:

Did you know?...

It is said that the ancient Egyptians, upon death, were asked two questions before entering heaven:

- Did you find joy while you were on earth?
- Did you bring joy to others?

I can say an emphatic yes to both. Can you?