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…
We didn’t intend to trash Ashley/Will/Semelea/Justin’s house when we went over there for food and fellowship, but we are a whirling dervish of crazy and we leave a path of destruction everywhere we go. Also, we will spend a substantial amount of time making out with your sweet little dog and possibly breaking his heart. You’ve been warned. [Project 365]
Nick, Kristin, and JR came into town for a visit over the weekend. We had drinks at Ernestine & Hazel’s (sadly, there was a private party going on, so we got stuck in the restaurant part and couldn’t go hang around the bathtub upstairs) and then went back to my place for Summer Brew and silliness with some local yokels that left me and some others with weird inexplicable bruises and scrapes and pains the…
It snowed Saturday and I reverted, as I always do when it snows, to a hyperactive eight-year-old. Which means snowalking in the park at midnight after work. As always, shenanigans were involved: Full Flickr set here.
I love The Cove on a slow Tuesday night. It’s not as smoky, not as loud, and you get much faster service (yes, I am eighty years old). And sometimes, with the right barkeep, you get much cheaper drinks. But then sometimes you go to The Cove at midnight and the staff runs you off at 1:30, even though 3 is last call and even though there are three of you buying off the menu…
Today Phil and I shoveled Mexican food into our mouths and then capped it off with a trip to Hi-Octane Vintage on Young, where I kind of fell a little in love with a muumuu (can I just point out that my iTunes queued “Fat Bottomed Girls” as I typed the word “muumuu”?) and several bits of glassware. Alas, despite there being plenty of room in my lifestyle to accommodate a muumuu, I did not…
I’ve lived in this apartment for three years, and I’ve still got a bit of a puppy-love crush on my little Midtown building. I spend a lot of time taking pictures in and of it, really for no one else but myself, so that when I move on to another place (assuming that might ever happen), I’ll be able to remember every nook and cranny that this current life inhabits, for better or for worse.…
I knew, even as I was setting up this shot, that I was visually plagiarizing a much better photographer, MadMolecule, and I decided, rather than do anything truly original, that I’d just call it an homage and be done. [Project 365]
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