While I was at the beach by myself one evening, I asked a girl walking by if she would take my picture. We talked for a while. She said her name was Sayda. "Sayda!?" I said like it was some kind of crazy ethnic name. "Yeah, Sayda." Haha, it wasn't tell after she left I realized she was saying Sarah.
My footprints in Scottish sand! 
Grandma resting her bones
(and this lonliness won't leave her alone
two thousand miles she's roamed
just to make this dock her home...)
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Gazing into my crystal blog, i see...its very faint...becoming clearer...what is...ok i think...
A...CAPTION...CONTEST...
interesting.
OK i can't resist...
Pic #1
JB, wanting airliners to know exactly where they were...
Pic #5
Man...i hate rush hour traffic...COME ON LADY!
Pic of Grandma picking something up
In the misty recesses of her memory she hears..."On your mark..get set..."
All of your Scotland pictures are great.
Piper, You have such a twisted sense of humor.
The blog looks great.
Nice pics, skybag! I particularly like your footprints in the sand and the way you wrote Scotland in the sand with you standing in the picture...as Piper would say directing air traffic.
Jess, you know which one gets my vote! yeppers, your mom being goofy with the painting!
You win the caption contest, Jay! Although, I still think quoting a few lines from "Dock of the Bay" was pretty clever ;)
Oh yeah, i forgot to tell you...i was singin' that song all day after i read that...thanks.
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