Summertime

I wanted to throw something up here that is not video game essay related, for all of those peeps who take a gander at my blog every once in a great while. So I'm tucking in some pictures of Peter at the zoo, where we went after he had a visit with his cardiologist this May/June (I can't remember). It was a pleasant day, and it was also hopeful since Peter's next surgery won't be performed until next summer.

Here he is, cheesing it at the camera whilst at PCMC. If you look closely, you can see his 'zipper'—the scars his chest bears for allowing him to live. Oh, real fast, here's a poem by Robert Frost that almost makes me cry every time I read it (relating to Peter):

A Question

A voice said, Look me in the stars
And tell me truly, men of earth,
If all the soul-and-body scars
Were not too much to pay for birth.



Here's a shot at the zoo. He's enthusiastic!

You'll notice the excellent shirt, reminding you that I like video games. In case my blog couldn't communicate that effectively enough. I command you all to witness the whiteness of my arms.

I think I'm done. Cheers!