Something I found lying under the kitchen rug...

THE THREE INVESTIGATORS

Recently, the little wife mentioned a new book series she had been reading, and it brought to mind something from my childhood. I told her that I had read a series called Alfred Hitchcock and the Three Investigators, and we went online that same moment to look it up. She did a library search, and found several libraries that carried some of the books, so she requested an inter-library loan. That very same day I had written to someone I had never met concerning some other matter. This person mentioned that they had a couple of web sites devoted to some particular art, and when I visited the sites, they were devoted to the art of the Three Investigators series, and to the two artists who created the art. So why am I telling this story? Because I was just wondering what the odds were of discussing and borrowing books that I haven't read or thought about in over 35 years, and running into someone who has two websites dedicated to the art of that series, all in the same day? 
Incidentally, I'm looking forward to pouring over those books again. I hope they don't turn out to be a disappointment, as revisiting the things that inspired us as children often does. 

My oldest is a voracious reader. Here she is reading the world's tiniest book.

My little one wasn't too happy about her seat on the trolley... If looks could kill...

My oldest girl. I shot this at Santa Monica beach this past summer. This also has a vintage feel to me, which I dig.

 A photo of daughter #2. I really like this shot. It strikes me as having a vintage feel to it, as if she were some little indian girl in the old west, or some such thing. Anyway, the cool thing about digital photography is that there's no longer the cost of film or developing, so one is more likely to have serendipitous results if one shoots a gazillion shots.

This is my little dude leaving a note of chastisement for the cleaning lady, who apparently forgot to leave a mint on his pillow.

One of my little ones. She's tiny for her age, but I like that, because it gives the illusion that she's not growing up so fast. Not that I don't want the kids to grow up, but I'll miss having little ones around once they're grown.

I wasn't going to post photos on this blog any longer, but my kids are far better than anything else I could ever create. If you don't already have kids, run out and place an order for one -- or two -- or more. They're better than goldfish, I can assure you. You can't flush them down the toilet, of course, and they take up far more room than a glass bowl, but goldfish don't have arms to wrap around your neck and they can't tell you that they love you, so there you go.

Something I did that didn't make the cut.