Crichton's Contributions

We just got a new mailbox because the flag on the old one mysteriously disappeared (or "steer-uh-shlee dishes-peered," according to Canon). We threw the old mailbox out. BUT, thanks to Crichton's school's recent informative "Garbage as Art: Recycling Trash and Saving the World" section, I had to *ahem* GOT to retrieve it back out of the ironically GREEN dumpster and the kids have been playing mailman like its FUN (clearly they are unaware of the term "going postal"; ignorant children).

So, I have been getting quite a few sweet love letters. They look like this:





Greg, on the other hand, he gets letters like this (pay close attention to the translation key at the bottom):


Greg did quickly did the math and determined it to be a positive net result. So he's good with that.

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In 1996, at Cornell College (No, not that one. The one in Iowa.), I roomed with a lovely artist type named Julie. She had a thing for drawing skeletons. She drew this captivating door decoration, which was very effective at keeping stupid boys away, as I was engaged to Greg at the time:



Not too very long ago, I was rutting around in my box of yesteryear (labeled: Remnants of a Life Less Ordinary). Crichton saw this piece and was inspired by Julie's art. He made his own version to adorn his bedroom door:



Talented, isn't he?