When I renewed my license plate the other week, I encountered two signs informing me that one of the doors was broken. One of the signs conveyed its message without a problem, but the other made me wonder if the economy is worse than we thought:

When I renewed my license plate the other week, I encountered two signs informing me that one of the doors was broken. One of the signs conveyed its message without a problem, but the other made me wonder if the economy is worse than we thought:

Biker Mike and I helped Artist Ashley and Mathematical Laura move over the weekend, and during an intermediate stop at Arborland Mall, we watched someone park in a Blue Wheelchair Man Group parking spot. He had the necessary permit, but … well, I’m not sure about his parking skills.

Tuesday: Football
Tuesday marked Chelsea’s first day of conditioning in preparation for the upcoming football season.





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Last weekend, I traveled up north* with Mathematical Laura, Troubadour Jenny, Road Trip Andrew and Biker Mike. Laura’s family has a cabin on Hubbard Lake — located somewhere between nowhere and the end of the earth, a location some progressive cartographers call “the Alpena area” — and they graciously allowed us to invade Barkley North for the weekend.
*(For those of you unfamiliar with Michigan, “up north” means “wait, where did all the people go, and who put all these trees and lakes here?” For many of us Michiganders from the population-dense southeast, up north is a pleasant escape; for other Michiganders who enjoy stress, traffic and endless seas of cookie-cutter home developments and obnoxious chain drug stores, up north is a strange foreign place filled with … well, nothing. Which is to say it’s filled with lots of things that used to exist in southeastern Michigan before someone decided that pavement and strip malls were way better than icky dirty things like trees and grass and open space.)
Like many such lakes, Hubbard Lake features copious amounts of water, which makes it ideal for fast water-based activities like water skiing, tubing and motion sickness. And, like many such cabins, Barkley North features a boat that allows its occupants to enjoy those activities (except for motion sickness, which is difficult to enjoy). I don’t often get the chance to photograph things like water skiing and tubing, so this presented an opportunity for me to have some fun with my camera.
Tuesday: Football
Last week, Chelsea held its two-day football camp for the offense (Wing-T Camp); this week, Chelsea held its two-day football camp for the defense (Big D Camp).




It seems Brian Urlacher has high school eligibility left, and he has chosen to use it here in Chelsea. This bodes well for the defense.

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Chelsea held its Summerfest last Thursday and Friday. Summerfest used to be a simple downtown sidewalk sale, but then it began taking event-enhancing drugs, and its hat size grew dramatically and it began hitting home runs at a record-setting pace. Also, it added attractions like a small art fair and live music.
Summerfest 2008 (25 July 2008).


In a clear effort to appeal to the Large Power Equipment-Obsessed Little Boy demographic, the Summerfest now features a fire truck.

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On Saturday, I had the pleasure of helping my good friend Joshua Krieger shoot a wedding at Hope College in Holland, MI.
Ripley-Dowedite wedding (26 July 2008).


A few weeks ago, I came in contact with Linda Meloche, the host of Around Town With Linda, a show on Chelsea’s local cable channel. For her show, Linda interviews interesting people in and around Chelsea; however, since it seems she couldn’t find an interesting person in or around Chelsea for this slot, she asked me to appear on her show. We taped the interview a couple weeks ago, and the finished product should start airing today.
For those of you who don’t remember my previous post about my public speaking abilities … well, here’s a refresher:

Just keep that in mind as you watch the interview. But I know they did their best to edit it to make me sound good, so maybe they cut out the duhhhs and bwahs. Guh bah dhay gwah! Coo coo ca choo.
Also, I think I need to expand on two of my answers that I am assuming will be in the final cut:
If you watch the interview and have questions about anything else I said, feel free to post them here.
On Saturday, the Michigan High School Football Coaches Association held its annual all-star football game at Spartan Stadium in East Lansing. Aside from being a shining beacon of Actual Football Action in the vast wasteland of the Arid Lifeless Offseason, the game is a lot of fun for me because I get to shoot football on the sidelines of a Big Ten stadium, and that’s halfway to fulfilling a dream of mine. (Yeah, it’s Spartan Stadium, but … well, they can’t all be Michigan Stadium.) This year, thanks to my connection to Heritage Newspapers, the West team gave me four athletes and two coaches to photograph:
Last year’s game featured bright sunlight and brilliant blue skies, and let me tell you, it was hot; this year’s game was cooler thanks to cloudy skies with a chance not of meatballs, but of thunderstorms. The thunderstorms never happened, but it did start to rain midway through the second half; the rain continued through the end of the game, and it managed to soak everyone on the field, including me (but not my camera, thanks to my outstanding Storm Jacket camera cover).
The game itself was largely defensive; neither team reached the end zone, but on the strength of three field goals, the East (Detroit and a few nearby counties) defeated the West (the rest of the state), 9-0.

Dexter’s Chris Marsh

Chelsea’s Dean Roberts