Birds of a Feather

If you are a lottery player, your number for the day is 6-8-3: that's how many pictures my sister and I took today. Six hundred and eighty-three. That right there? Is a special kind of crazy. Obviously, when you put us together we just magnify each other's insanity.

I'm still offloading all the pictures, so you'll have to settle for this one for now, from my iPhone, because it's ready to go (and the pictures we took using cell phones aren't even counted in the "big number!"):

More later, if my hard drive doesn't explode.