We're going to need a bigger wheel.
Categories: Photo of the day
Observations by and for the vaguely disenchanted.
Risking the wrath of the whatever
from high atop the thing.
Pixie, the strange, insane, dog-like creature:
1. Communicates telepathically with her masters from deep space, the Dark Overlords of the Universe;
2. Really likes having her butt scratched.
"Ah. Familiar that pose is."
I was mostly ignoring a television commercial for the latest Transformers movie when I glanced at the screen and thought I recognized something.
I hit pause on the DVR, reversed it a frame at a time and- yes! There it is!
In this screen grab of aerial mayhem over Chicago's West Loop, you can clearly see the mothership- 101 North Wacker Drive, the home of my employer, Datalogics, Incorporated.
The arrow indicates the location of the employee lounge.
Too bad this is cgi. The lunchtime discussions would have been epic.
My oldest granddaughter, Leanna, has two copies of a recessive gene on chromosome 16. This genetic condition caused a mutation in the MC1R protein.
In short, she's a redhead.
While none of her parents, aunts, uncles, or grandparents have red hair, it's not really a surprise, given her ancestry. There's a lot of the British Isles in her. According to Wikipedia, 13% of the population of Scotland has red hair and 40% carry the recessive redhead gene; 10% of the Irish population has red, auburn, or strawberry blond hair while a whopping 46% of the Irish population carries the recessive redhead gene.
After a generation or two of dominant eastern European genetic influence, the Scots/Irish ancestry is making a spectacular comeback.
The photo is by Melissa Butscher Photography. Check out her website and blog, which explains "Project Red."