Thursday, July 26, 2007
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
Pete on Letterman
Practice Run
Monday, July 23, 2007
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
Monday, July 09, 2007
Boise
Thursday, July 05, 2007
Waukegan
Today I went for a walk and found half a muskrat, (I don't recommend opening that link), a Blue-gray Gnatcatcher, a Yellow Warbler, an Indigo Bunting, a Common Yellowthroat and a bunch of large, orange and black wasps digging holes.
It is safe to click on the other links. I can only take responsibility for one of the photos but unfortunately it is the first and grossest link.
It is safe to click on the other links. I can only take responsibility for one of the photos but unfortunately it is the first and grossest link.
Wednesday, July 04, 2007
Scientific Discovery


While walking along the Illinois River this morning, I heard a grunting noise. The grunting noise was coming from some logs and boards in the river. I decided to investigate. At first I thought the boards and logs rubbing against each other caused the sound. Upon closer inspection I discovered the source of the sound: carp sucking (eating algae?) or chewing the underside of the wood. I have included photographic evidence of my findings. Unfortunately, I did not bring my fancy recording device so I cannot offer audible evidence.
In the bottom photograph the carp is upside down so it can mouth the wood.
Tuesday, July 03, 2007
Monday, July 02, 2007
Sadler Drawing Contest
Well, the cicadas are dead and with them goes the Cicada Drawing Contest. Congratulations to all who won. For those of you itching to make a drawing I offer this challenge: draw me.
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
Winner
Thursday, June 21, 2007
Yesterday
About 5 hours ago I walked out to put my laundry in the washer (which is in the next room down the hall). I turned the machine on then quickly jogged back to the studio for the detergent but was stopped at the locked door. Without hope, I searched my pockets for my keys. My lack of hope paid off - no keys. *So my laundry was being washed without soap. I was in my swim trunks with no way back into the studio. I decided to search for my pals who had recently gone to the beach. Then I remembered that Chicago has miles of beach and I did not where the friends were. So I went to a bookstore but was in no mood to look at books. I went home, this time with hope, to see if anyone was home yet. Nope. So I went to the Italian deli to have a sandwich but they had just run out of bread. So I went to a café and ordered a chicken curry sandwich but they had just run out of chicken curry. I had a tuna sandwich. Then I read a book (It’s Not About the Bike) I found on the shelf at the café. After a while I went home but still couldn’t get in. So I went back to the café and read more of the book. The guy in the book had cancer but went on to be a great bike racer.
My pals were back from the beach on my next trip home.
*I borrowed soap from my friendly neighbor so the laundry was washed.
My pals were back from the beach on my next trip home.
*I borrowed soap from my friendly neighbor so the laundry was washed.
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
Monday, June 18, 2007
Saturday, June 16, 2007
Here is a chorus of cicadas with an individual chiming in periodically. This one seems to have more to say than the previous cicada, or at least there is more urgency to its message. There is also the sound of an airplane flying over. You don’t realize how many planes fly by until you try to record a singing insect.
Ask a Cicada

This is what a cicada sounds like if you talk to just one. Well, listen to just one. You can't really talk to cicadas. You could but it wouldn't get you anywhere, right?
It might take a while to load but after waiting 17 years for this particular cicada to emerge, it wont seem so long.
Photo: Jennifer Beeman
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
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