Nightswimming deserves a quiet night
I'm not sure all these people understand
It's not like years ago
The fear of getting caught
The reckless of water
They cannot see me naked
These things they go away
Replace by everyday
REM - Nightswimming

Sam had fun in chemistry camp yesterday. He made me touch the blue slime that he made. It was appropriately icky.

We came up to the gym on campus last night hoping to play racquetball but they had closed the courts early for the night - I was afraid they wouldn't let Sam play, anyway. So we walked/ran on the indoor track. Sam had a blast. He ran around 4 or 5 times. Then we attempted to play basketball. It was mostly me just standing there and him running around trying to keep the ball away from me. He was a sweaty little monkey when we left.

Don't know if I've mentioned this Photobooth site before. They have tons and tons and tons of fun stuff about photobooths in art, in movies, where you can get your picture taken in one, where you can buy one, etc. Super fun. Brings back memories of the arcade in Oak Park mall - what was it called? Colleen and I spent lots of money in that silly photo booth. I'll have to dig some of them out. I can't threaten to use them as blackmail against her because I know for a fact that she has many equally embarrassing things on me... Oh, yeah, and then there's the fact that I'm in them all, too!

Boing Boing had a link to a Flickr set that features photos of "transparent screens." You take a photo of what's behind your monitor and then make that your background. These signs are done in a similar way. Cool.

In case you don't want to do dishes for a while or are just looking for an easy way to feed your non-human primates, you can bid on the leftover monkey chow from the Monkey Chow Diaries. He survived, btw.