It was my sister’s birthday today and we went out to dinner. The only picture I took was of my hamburger at Songbird. I was trying to find the menu on google last night but I found that googling for “seabird” didn’t give me the right results.

I also figured out who sent me the postcard. It’s my buddy Greg and his daughter Bridget. I have to say it was both of them because Greg is the laziest man on the planet and probably came up with the idea but never would have gotten his typewriter off the shelf to send the postcard. I could tell it was him because the zero looked funny and he was the most likely to have a typewriter with a slashed zero. I called and asked him about it and he said, “I sent you a letter.” Mystery solved and much less interesting than when it was a mystery.