Plum interlude and Charlie too

It's another plummy day. Barbara brought in some of her special home-made plum jam, which Rich promptly slathered onto crackers to make man-d'oeuvres and handed around the bullpen like the gentleman he is. There were about 7 on the plate to begin with, but this photo was taken ~40 seconds later. Delicious AND beautiful to look at–a perfect ruby red. The leafy green plums below were from Ana's garden last week.


On to Charlie. I really like today's shirt–it's a deep olive which looks almost dusty brown under office light. It's a shade that makes C look a healthy tan rather than orange, yay! The thing that's really cracking me up, though, is the angle of this photo. I took it from ~6" above his left shoulder (right where the devil hovers) and the distortion is just awesome: a freakishly small arm coming straight out from his neck, and the homunculus belly pushing up against the keyboard tray. It cracks me up that C uses a fancy ergo keyboard but his posture is terrrrrible–completely slumped down in his chair all day long as he furiously does his blipty blu.