Lovely as she might appear, our Miss Daisy drives Henry up the wall. She's just too, er, affectionate and passionate and downright emotional for his cool, sophisticated soul.

And yet, they are beginning to find some common ground, or so I thought. Perhaps everyone in the same species is just not meant to bond.

Sigh.

Have I mentioned the abundance of green? Not sure if I had mentioned to you the GREEN that surrounds me. But you'll surely notice the ENDLESS green in the following photos--- that's right, I'm living in the middle of frigging Emerald City.

Daisy: Oh boy! Oh boy--this is going to be so much fun! I love going on walks.

Henry: I wonder if there is an alternate route I could take and thereby avoid being seen with her.

Daisy: Oh boy! She brought us down to the stream. This is so great. Isn't this, er, dude, what's wrong?.

Henry: God I look like a hippo. I've got to cut back on the kibble. How did bikini season get here so fast?

Daisy: Dude. Look at me. Am I not pretty? Do you not see how strong self-esteem makes us beautiful?

Henry: Dear girl, a word of advice--you might want to step away from the camera.

Daisy: Are you joking? Look at this natural flair! These crimps-- totally Demi Moore circa St. Elmo's Fire.

Henry: My point exactly.

Daisy: Um, and I smell good, too.

Henry: It's the delusions of youth I cannot stomach.

Daisy: Oh come on now, kiss me you fool!

Henry: That sound you're hearing? I believe that is my esophagus rejecting your kind offer. Where's Ollie when I need him most?

And apropos of nothing, well--er, okay, beauty, I guess-- have you all already seen this? Or, am I the last one to the party again?

Film by this guy.

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