Day 320 of 365 days. Ow. My ankle hurts. It’s actually hurt since Monday when steph and I walked like 6 or 7 miles around New York city after having driven 400 miles the day before. But now, its just starting to get aggravating. I have no idea how I did it. I don’t think…
Day 319 of 365 days. And I’m home… and I’m exhausted. Oh my god, am I exhausted. I drove all the way from Pittsburgh to New York on Sunday, and Steph and I spent quite a lot of time walking around on Monday, so by the time we were driving home this morning, my ankle…
Day 318 of 365 days. So today was Steph and my "Adventure in New York." We got up and left our friends apartment and had lunch then wandered throughout Manhattan seeing the sites. Here I am in front of Rockefellar Center. At 5:00, we had our test for Who Wants to be a Millionairre. We…
Day 317 of 365 days. Got a tune-up for my car and then spent the day driving to New York City with Stephanie for our audition for Who Wants to be a Millionaire. The drive was uneventful, but long. Especially the part where we were just in a traffic jam in Jersey and went like…
Day 316 of 365 days. So its been a while since I’ve really had a wrestling picture in my 365 set. This one isn’t really exactly a wrestling picture, but I thought it was worth noting. What you are looking at here is page 64 of this month’s Pro Wrestling Illustrated which lists the results…
Day 315 of 365 days. You know, I worked really hard on my Chess pic and my Slave pic the last couple days, and I really thought one of them would make explore. But of course no. Oh well. Anyway, they were a lot of work and I figured I deserved a break today. So…
Day 314 of 365 days. For the last several years, I have promised myself that I would celebrate Juneteenth by doing something special. Or at the very least making an entry in my blog. But I always forget to. I’ve been completely neglecting my blog in favor of writing things here, so this year, I…
Day 313 of 365 days. Sometimes I feel like more than anything else, I’m keeping myself down. Despite praise by others I frequently don’t think my photography is very good (the same with my writing and pretty much everything else I ever do). Despite being pretty good at what I do for a "real job"…
Day 312 of 365 days. It rained today. Pretty much all day actually. It would stop for a bit and then rain again. I mostly stayed in and worked on photos (of Laurie, which were artistic nudes, and I expected them to get a lot more play than they did. Oh well.) and watching TV.…
Day 311 of 365 days. The hardest part of unemployment is that pretty much every day is the same. I spent the day working on photos and talking to models with the occasional interruption of a phone call from a recruiter. In some ways its nice. I’m getting some good work done (insert gratuitous Maverick…
Day 310 of 365 days. Another long day. We spent the day at Steph’s brother’s house to celebrate her nephew’s birthday. Nice kids, but I certainly need a break after spending a day with them. On a good note, I was able to get another Tarot Card (the 3 of Swords) done and posted. As…
Day 309 of 365 days. Slept in today. And by slept in, that means I got up at like 10. I really don’t sleep much. Anyway, spent the day doing some maintenance on my laptop (which is working a bunch better now) and working on pics some. Went to see the third Pirates of the…
Day 308 of 365 days. Had another phone interview today. Unlike the previous job, I’m not super excited about it, and it pays less than I was hoping for, and isn’t really doing what I want to be doing. So you know, that’s probably the one I’ll get, right? Well, that or I’m going to…
Day 307 of 365 days. Little known fact. The bible doesn’t actually mention what the forbidden fruit is. Most people just assume its an apple. But it doesn’t say that anywhere. I like to think it was a clementine. Why? Because clementines are just too perfect. They’re like sweet, little, baby oranges. Allow me a…
Day 306 of 365 days. Today was a crappy annoying day that I just assume never think about again, and I sure as hell don’t want to write it down here so I can relive it when I look back a week, month, year or decade down the line. Suffice it to say I am…