So we finally picked up our fridge this morning. Full sized, ice maker, practically new. Rich people who renovate rule. It wouldn't fit inside Alex's wonderwagon so we had to strap it on top with some spare webbing we had in the back. It was precarious at best. And every bump we went over caused the ceiling to make forboding noises.

Yesterday I saw an enormous falcon sitting in a tree near the reactor. It must have had a four foot wingspan. It was just sitting on a branch, looking very warm with a thick coat of white feathers with little brown spots. It was casually surveying everything that went on around and totally ignoring a pair of seemingly miniscule crows that were highly aggrivated by its presence. Despite all their scquaking, they kept a very safe distance, harly willing to be in the same tree with such a magnificent animal. They're all talk.