james came down to the south side for his fifth birthday and got his first camera. he ran around making imaginary pictures while i did these. i asked him to send me some when his battery gets charged and i'll put them on the dog blog. it's weird to have everything pandemic. i remember life wasn't simple and easy before, and sometimes it seems rather simpler now. things like simple joy still happen in a pandemic, and under vicious regimes, people still do simple things with ease. trudy's on a mountain in california celebrating her birthday and doesn't know it's a pandemic, she lost her memory before the corona. i know that must be awful when you think of it, but if you're in the moment and being taken care of in a house on a mountain in california and you don't know there's a pandemic or a neoliberal fascist government i'd call that winding up in a pretty good place. better than obombaland by far.