Today!

Keely and I went for a walk this afternoon.


The urban dog. She's quite photogenic.

I love my dog. She's a whole lot of crazy, though. Sometimes more than I can handle. She's usually pretty good on walks, though. Today we had a decent time, although she did freak out because some kids were bouncing a basketball. She's creepily obsessed with balls of all types, though tennis-type balls are best.


Hardened.

Another lock. Don't ask; I couldn't tell you. I like that this one says "hardened." It makes it seem so tough. Not tough in the conventional padlock sense, but tough in a more street-wise sort of way. Like a rebel.


Fence with mural behind it.

The actual mural is in disrepair, but it looks nice as a blurred backdrop.

Tomorrow it's supposed to be crappy out, and I've got class until later. I'll do my best to get something up here, though.

Saturday.

One of our friends made Lou the gayest cake ever. No, really.


Is this not the most amazingly gay dessert item you've ever laid eyes on?


This was supposed to go up before I crashed Saturday night, but I never got around to it. Whoops! I'm failing at daily blogging. Semi-daily? Fairly frequent? Meh, whatever.

Yaaawwwwwwnnnnn.....

Keely's got it right.

I always feel pretty drained by Friday. More so than usual, this week. Nothing that a hot shower and a cold beer won't cure, however.

Here's to Friday!

From a walk

It was slippery out there today.


Weird shooting star sculpture-type thing at 11th and Pine.

The gloomy weather is getting me down. I'd really like to see some sunshine soon.

Dredging up some oldies...

Today was on of those days. I didn't have a ton of time to take photos; it was dreary, I was sleep-deprived, and I did a lot of running around. In the past 72 hours, I"ve gotten about four hours' sleep. Insanity. I'm not anxious about anything (that I know of, anyhow) and I've cut caffeine from my life nearly completely, so I'm not sure what my deal is. I'm pretty damn tired at this point.

Before I had a Flickr account, I just archived all my photos on my computer or (by a very disorganized system that makes sense to nobody, myself included) hosted them on our website. I found a few old photos I really like.



I love this picture. If you knew the girl, you would too. She looks like Bogey in Casablanca; an old-time guy trapped in the modern age.



The colors in this one make me happy. I also love that it makes D look all tough, like he painted that van. In reality, he just stood by it. Then we went to a house where he was taking care of about seven million birds. The point of the trip was for my to photograph the birds--it didn't really work out. I'm terrified of birds, and ended up freaking out and hiding in the garden outside. This photo was all that was worth anything, in the end.

I think I need to do more portraiture. Of humans, that is.


Zero.

Croskey St. I love the contrast of the chrome against the brick.