So Mizzou knocked the Tigers out of the tournament. I was rooting for blue thanks to an opportunistic combination of civic pride and knowledge that a successful U of M organization is good for my workplace’s vitality. One of these days, if I’m in Memphis long enough, I’m betting I’ll start rooting for Memphis with sincere gusto. Maybe next year? [Project 365]
Came home last night to find Bojanklesbot separated from his head. Hmmm. Wonder who did that. [Project 365]
Programming Note: This week I’m challenging myself to shoot only with my fixed 50mm lens, since I rarely ever use it. Let’s see how long that lasts! March is racing past us at a clip I’m uncomfortable with, and 2009 so far has kicked my ass in ways both good and bad. Last year was complete and all-encompassing madness from March until June, and it seems like that’s going to be the case again this…
My beds are always empty if you don’t count the ghosts “Rose” — Menomena [Project 365]
Not too long after this picture was taken, Bones — the puppy who loves to be manhandled — got in a little love tussle and traipsed right through the blue paint and left a sweet little paw-print track on the hardwood floor, and was all like, “What? It’s art.” [Project 365]
Saturday Matt and Kerry got hitched Memphis-style at Ernestine & Hazel’s, and I tell you what, I have never seen the place looking classier or bumping more earnestly with the hilarious dancing of mostly not-very-rhythmic folks*. Good times, good times. Zach said some really nice things at the ceremony about friends being your chosen family, and it’s just so true and so right that there’s not much to add to it. He was clearly feeling…
They don’t fix things, but they smell good. [Project 365]
Yesterday didn’t have the chance to be a great day, what with everything that’s happening at work. Some people who are close to me were affected and it absolutely sucks not knowing what to do for them. We are all going to need to make some serious decisions about the future, and even though we’ve been thinking about what to do for a long time, it still feels like being out in the middle of…
In the face of all I struggle with, I’ve got so much to be happy about in my life. Foremost, of course, would be my bitchin’ Scotch-Irish genes. [Project 365]
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