Preface (still): USB Cord continues missing, a family prays

The election night photo essay remains a dream, thanks to my inability to find that stinking cord which (magically) channels the pictures through the series of internet tubes to your eyes.

So instead, I bring you the lass who Boing Boing has dubbed "Amelie Jr."

For serious, she makes me all itchy to pop out a tiny person who might be as interesting. J.A., feel like making an illegitimate child? If we stopped paying rent we could totally afford it.


Once upon a time... from Capucha on Vimeo.