Bellis, Petrea, and Karin met up in Old Town Pasadena today. We were game for anything.
Hey look, I'm doing a Kenny Mac.
A Virg, the Mechanical Years.
This is my Laurie.
We met Pasadena Fire Captain, Myron L. Cooper, Station 33.
And nice as he was, we are, after all, jounalists, and were thus compelled to ask the probing questions. “Can I ring the bell,” for example, and, “Where's the Dalmation?”
The fire station brass pole is still the quickest way to get from the living quarters to the first floor. We had an actual demonstration. He was really fast -- faster than my Canon SO1100 IS Powershot, if you can believe that.
Later we joined up for a group photo and when I downloaded, imagine my surprise. Who gets a shoulder hug, like she’s the firefighter’s best friend? I never heard this particular pose was an option for the rest of us.
But you know what pleases me about this? You can tell I'm way taller.
(By popular request, the Petrea)