Saturday, June 19, 2010

Storms over the Fox Valley

Yesterday it came down in sheets for awhile. My boss and I had dropped some stuff off at Goodwill when the clouds started coming in. I took a few shots from the parking lot out back. 2 minutes later the pouring rain was hitting the truck in buckets so we sat in there and shared a cigarette. We weren't going anywhere with the wind and our trailer so we spent a half hour in the Goodwill. A dozen children's book, a lamp, and a big ass movie screen later we were on our way.

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

is this photo out of or soft? focuswise.

OK my boss is certainly no Ansel Adams. And for those who know me . . .This Is Not my living space. Taken at the recycling spot in St. Charles. 1140 pounds of mixed paper we dropped there. Thought we might have a ton. I think we did. just not literally.

Thursday, June 10, 2010

random backyard balancings

my digital still camera also takes video.

Sunday, June 6, 2010

25 Reasons Why Or Why Not Or Just Because of

Nightcrawlers ate my homework.

God stopped me at the corner of Slade and Augusta and asked me directions to the nearest napkin.

That dang noun verbed all over my adjectives again!

Salamanders with heads the size of refrigerators cannonballed into Carl Sagan’s meatball flotilla, I swear.

Was over at Holster’s occasionally getting a word in edgewise.

Vague and peculiar skywriting left the entire county in a perplexed frame of bodymind.

The ice cream monsters kidnapped Phil’s seven iron.

The whore gods made me do things.

After watching a special on magic the night before, I spent the entire day in line at city hall to change my name to The Magnificent Splendido.

My cable went on.

A naked (but not without his charms) straggler needed directions to the furthest train station.

Wisconsin blabbermouths vandalized Herbie’s Erhlacher Jersey.

LifeGrenades went off in my head area.

Was up all night writing sentences with little or no correlation to the subject at hand.

Three words: World Menstruation Day.

Freshly graduated High School students cared little for my explanation regarding light waves and shade.

The bigger they are the harder they can hit you.

Had to mop the projection booth after Weird Stanley’s thought balloons exploded all over my 16mm print of Thermometers: How They Help Us.

Fermilab’s discovery of the Good Riddance molecule took up all my bandwidth.

Sarah’s postcard told me things I didn’t need to know, although she apparently still wishes I was there.

Was busy wandering the attics of my neighbor’s mind.

Before they let me go with a warning, I had to explain to the cops why there was a dead White Sox fan in my trunk.

Never mix hemoglobin and riboflavin!

Had to explain to me 84 year old father that taking down the storm windows and putting up the screens does not take as much planning or anxiety as the invasion at Normandy.

Was up all night with a sick davenport.

Saturday, June 5, 2010

itchy panorama graduation

so i'm waiting just west of Elgin for the boss to show up at the farm decide to try some shots with the digital camera. there's the panorama function let's you take three separate shots and the camera melds them together for ya on the spot. not bad. you can sort of see the seam but oh well I'm not shooting for Vanity Fair.
on the downside some poison ivy found me before I found it this week not bad but enough to get me to Walgreens where I found a product called Itch-X (just down the aisle from another product called Boil-Eaze.)
Today I am off to another high school graduation party (the second in as many weeks) to celebrate 12 years of knowledge gaining with yet another kid I have known since they were shortly out of the womb.
Time Marches On.