Last night Dennis and I went to Tampa to see Dennis' uncle Bobby, and children. This picture is ultra BAD because I couldn't get it to the computer any other way than Paul taking a picture of it from his camera and emailing it to me. Even though it's bad, there is something still kind of . . . . good . . . . about it, but I don't know what. We have two full days left, and then we head home on Saturday.