Aperture Adventures

When I started making friends with aperture, I needed someone who would hold really, really still. So, not the dogs. Not any of the dogs.

Who will hold still? Well, Eric will. Sometimes. When he flees, then I will.

Aperture and I have been friends for a minute now, but I have a file of future blog posts, and these have been hanging out in it for an awfully long time.

PS, some of you may be pleased to know that I've removed captcha for commenting. I hate it too.

Eric and his scraggly, wild facial hair. Sheesh.

And a bonus of Eric looking kind of like a maniac.