You may have noticed a paucity of photography on this blog as of late. There’s one very good reason for that: I haven’t been taking many photos. Believe me, it’s a vacation I didn’t plan.
I could write countless paragraphs about this situation, but that wouldn’t necessarily be productive, and you’d get bored. So, stong shory lort, when it comes to the newspaper right now I have the choice of either working for free or working almost not at all. (I may get bits and pieces of work.) Since I can’t buy/fix/replace camera gear and pay bills with photo credits and hearty compliments, I’ve elected for the latter in the hopes that the ideal third choice — getting paid for work — will return at some point. (PLUG: you can hire me to take pictures of stuff.) In the meantime…
…well, you might get an odd hodgepodge of content here, or you might not get much of anything. I’m not really sure what’s going to happen with the blog while I’m not getting much work. Keep an eye out. This could be fun.
The other day I dug up some rolls of film from the days I was shooting film. Here, go ahead and enjoy some never-before-blogged photos from my film era.
Okay, so I didn’t take that one. Whatever. It was my camera. That’s me in Switzerland back in 2003.
I suspect I took that photo shortly after the Switzerland photo, mostly because I bought that chess set on that trip. No, I don’t play chess. Why did I buy the set? Who knows. Probably the same reason I took the photo: because it looks cool. Don’t judge me.
I took a trip to St. Louis with a couple friends. We decided to go up in the arch in the evening. The arch in the evening: a very good idea.
You used to go on vacations to places like Switzerland? You should go back to whatever it is you were doing in 2003.
That would require you to go back to what you were doing in 2003!
I’m doing the same thing, generally. Supporting and defending yadda yadda yadda.
does yadda yadda yadda mean sucking up tax dollas like they was chocolate shakes?
(You know I’d rather have my taxes go to you and your similarly uniformed pals than many, many govt. programs, right?)
Boo, thanks for letting me use your blog to converse with another brother.
You savor chocolate shakes. You lovingly appreciate chocolate shakes. Only uncouth boors suck up anything involving ice cream.
I kick enough people off the government payroll to fund my own salary, so I’m a net gain for taxpayers.
I’m with js on this one. Chocolate shakes should always be treated with respect.
And here I thought things like this happening were our family traits: stong shory lort.
We had an Aunt and Uncle we used to call Aunt Dandy and Uncle San (uh, Uncle Dan & Aunt Sandy).
I do stuff like that because of Rindercella. This always makes me laugh.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nJv_YXIXBsE