Day 993 of 365 Again. So this is absolutely perfect. I got a bluetooth barcode scanner. It’s something I’ve wanted for quite a while, really. Why would I ever need such a thing? Well, I have this program that keeps track of all my books, movies, and music. I can look things up and enter…
Day 992 of 365 Again. You may be looking at my new studio. Last year I was sharing a studio with some other artists. it was nice. Much bigger than the one in my house, but it had two major problems. 1) it was far away. 2) it closed down several months ago. Today I…
Day 991 of 365 Again. Every day I find more and more gray hair in my beard. *sigh* When do I get my AARP card? Only 1,578 more weeks til retirement. Ugh… Yeah, I know this is boring. Sorry. There are more pics of Chaste and Merci Rae up to apologize for it. 365 days
Day 990 of 365 Again. A lot of people on flickr are fond of Urban Acid. I never really played with it myself. But the technique was right for my most recent photoshoot with Chaste and Merci Rae. It gave just the right cyberpunk appeal. It’s nice being able to do something different for once.…
A couple weeks ago, Merci Rae and Chaste asked me to come do an urban terrorist shoot with them. I’ll take any chance to work outside of the studio so I jumped right in. I’m glad I did. Finally got a chance to process some of the pictures tonight and decided they needed a little something extra. I decided that giving them that urban acid look would really pop the post apocalyptic nuclear future appeal.
Lots more to come
Day 989 of 365 Again. You know I have no idea what I was thinking here. I guess I was going for some kinda superpowersy kinda thing but then not really. I dunno, I think this is just my mind starting to go from the sleep deprivation…. Good bye mind! I’ll miss you. 365 days
Day 988 of 365 Again. yawn…. Yep, I’m tired. Spent the whole day moving at 100 miles an hour. First, I was up all night drinking with Amaya, Max and Steph. Then this morning, I finished cleaning my pool, then went shopping for food for the BBQ. Got home and cooked for a bunch of…
Day 987 of 365 Again. It was 84 degrees in Pittsburgh today.Almost like we were having a real summer. Half way through the day all I could think about was coming home and cleaning the pool. I’m having a bbq tomorrow and it will probably still be too cold to actually go in the water,…
Day 986 of 365 Again. Poker sucks. It really does. And the river is a terrible bitch. I actually played very well tonight. We had seven people in my regular game and I was winning for a long portion of it. I had half the chips in play. But all it takes is a couple…
Day 985 of 365 Again. I’m crushing your head! I’m crushing your head! Haha! I’m crushing your head. When you can’t think of anything exciting or original to say, just steal bits from tv shows that have been off the air for years. Who’s even gonna know? At least it’s kinda creative I guess. I’ve…
Day 984 of 365 Again. I’m actually not nearly as depressed today as I was yesterday. But I actually think the picture looks even more depressed. Actually I’m just tired. Beat really. After skimping out on workouts for the last week or so, I decided to start up again. The problem with that is that…
Day 983 of 365 Again. Someone told me tonight that you have to believe in the universe. That you have faith and everything will work out. It’s not that I don’t believe in the universe or god or anything like that. It’s that if one exists I think it’s clear that it doesn’t like me…
Day 982 of 365 Again. Back! Long Long Long Long drive. We had a nice and fun trip, but it’s good to be home. I probably put a good 800 miles on my car this weekend between wrestling on friday, then getting steph from the airport then taking amaya out to DC and back. On…
Day 981 of 365 Again. It’s a traveling weekend. Amaya had a couple shoots in DC and since Steph and I were filling up to an adventure, we agreed to take her out there in exchange for a nice meal and hotel room. The hotel happened to be next to the US Patent office. It…
Day 980 of 365 Again. And this is what it’s all about. I had a long rough day at work. I had a crappy wrestling match. But then I went to the airport to pick up Steph! She’s home! Yay! Damn I’m romantic. 365 days