Day 127: Moon
[Project 365]
The Flood by Leonard Cohen The flood it is gathering Soon it will move Across every valley Across every roof The body will drown And the soul will break loose I write all this down But I don’t have the proof [Project 365]
All day long, I thought of my knee wound as “Crunchy Black,” but then some chemistry happened underneath a band-aid, so for now, it’s more accurate to refer to it as “Juicy J.” The uncensored version of this photo, for all my gore-loving friends, is after the cut. Except for my friends reading via feed readers and anyone unlucky enough to visit my Flickr stream. Sorry, dudes. It’s a harsh world out there.
Lately I have been salving my existential scrapes with poems and new music, and finding that both just increase that feeling of dread that always nips at my heels and keeps my mind running running tripping in the alley running. People have asked me recently if I am happy and I find myself unable to even consider that question without hinging it on a cascade of qualifiers. My gut reaction is of course I’m happy,…
Indulge me one more cross post (which I guess isn’t even technically a cross post since I’m just linking, but whatevs, I’m exhausted). One of the things I never thought I’d be able to say is “Snoop Dogg’s entourage spewed champagne on me,” but, well, life is full of surprises. (I was too busy protecting my lens to get a photo of said spewage, so, in its stead, please enjoy this photo of Snoop strutting.)…
I hate to keep crossposting, but I am so tired and I’ve said what needs to be said over at the BSMF blog. Al Green at BSMF from Lindsey Turner on Vimeo. I didn’t realize until late Saturday that my media pass would get me into the photo pits. Last year, my basic media pass only got me to the media trailer; you had to have additional clearance to shoot artists from the pit (which…
These signs were posted outside all the elevators and inside all the restrooms when I got to work today. And this hand-sanitizer dispenser had been put up outside the first-floor elevators. Hysterical much? [Project 365]
I had a 24-inch iMac-shaped hole in my heart and lo and behold a friend of mine was able to fill it for a ridiculously reasonable price, and here I find myself seriously outnumbered by Apple products in my apartment. Four to one, if my math is right. If the recession continues its slide toward an awesomeness-based economy, I will, of course, eventually be declared “rich as shit.” Also, I extended my lens rental a…
I was able to get away from work (on my off day!) for long enough to have lunch with Ashley and Luke, and crack up repeatedly as he spit out every other bite of his food into Ashley’s skilled, lightning-quick hands. Look at that boy. He knows he’s got everybody on a short leash. [Project 365]
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