And, I guess my bit about the camel was a little odd. Especially since most camels can’t ride bikes. What was I thinking?

A picture of me? (So, you didn’t see the photos that I posted here?) Actually, since I’m usually the one with the camera, there aren’t many of me around. I had one up on my blog for a time, but my husband worries that I’m too controversial to be posting identifying information about myself. I’ve been pretty lucky so far… knock on wood.

They were parakeets and there were 8 of them. Actually, I was a little concerned that they would reproduce, flourish, and create a little Wild Parrots of Telegraph Hill here in the suburbs – prompting the Audubon Society to hunt me down for disrupting the native ecological balance, of course.

Thanks for playing.

And the Jazzercise experience sounds like a very particular sort of hell. Fodder for a short story or short film, really.