Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Can't stop me now
See how good I am...you even got a picture of me taking a picture of me. Yes, that's fur on my lip...look at the damn Eiffel Tower.
I found the Jardin Des Tuileries...a giant park off of the Rue de Rivioli
I'm a tourist...sort of
You all know that I have several small, tiny even, idiosyncracies. One of those is that I hate taking pictures by myself in public. I also knew that if I didn't get out and see some sights while in Paris...there would be hell to pay. So look! I took pics!
Parisian Snow
This is a view from my hotel room yesterday morning during the "snow storm". Hey, Laura, it was a level 4 emergency! Airports closed, people couldn't get to work...Disasta!
Yes, they are a little shaky...what do you want from me? I had three hours sleep cause I was WATCHING THE STEELERS WIN THE SUPERBOWL!!!!! SHOUT OUT TO SANTONIO HOLMES - OSU GRAD AND MVP! Seriously, do you know how difficult it was to watch with french commentary? Thank you Paul and Cara for keeping me company through i.m.
An American in Paris
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Critters
I don't call it Vaclav's Hovel for nothing.
Starting last week, I could hear something scratching as I sat in my bedroom reading. I called Cara in to check my sanity. It wasn't Fifi - sometimes she scratches a bare 2x4 in the room. It went away when I banged on the wall so I forgot about it.
But this morning it started again, louder, and longer.
I opened up one section of the wall
to see if I could peak into an eave and find out what it was. Nothing. I even jammed a camera on a stick in there and got a bad shot of the rafter vents.
Nothing.
I walked outside to see if I could find a hole somewhere, and from the ground there was nothing. Then I figured something might be chewing it's way in through an eave that I can't see without a ladder. So I stuck a camera on a broomstick:

and found this hole:
(the video is washed out, it's hard to understand what is going on, but at about :10 into it I center on a hole chewed into a small section of roof.)
The hole is on this low, small piece of roof under the eave:
Starting last week, I could hear something scratching as I sat in my bedroom reading. I called Cara in to check my sanity. It wasn't Fifi - sometimes she scratches a bare 2x4 in the room. It went away when I banged on the wall so I forgot about it.
But this morning it started again, louder, and longer.
I opened up one section of the wall
to see if I could peak into an eave and find out what it was. Nothing. I even jammed a camera on a stick in there and got a bad shot of the rafter vents.
Nothing.I walked outside to see if I could find a hole somewhere, and from the ground there was nothing. Then I figured something might be chewing it's way in through an eave that I can't see without a ladder. So I stuck a camera on a broomstick:

and found this hole:
(the video is washed out, it's hard to understand what is going on, but at about :10 into it I center on a hole chewed into a small section of roof.)
The hole is on this low, small piece of roof under the eave:
Friday, January 9, 2009
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Merry Christmas From Vaclav's Hovel
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