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12-19-07

Day 495 of 365 More. Well, that got your attention didn’t it? More on that later. So, at long last I’ve finished the coffee table book of the first year of 365 Days. Talk about a labor of love. There’s not just the straight year of self-portraits, editing the book was a bitch and a…

12-17-07

Day 493 of 365 More. You know, I thought yesterday’s pic was pretty good, but I guess no one else did. It’s now after 4:15 in the morning. I’ve been up all night working on Christmas presents, and I’m STILL not done with shopping. ARGH! I took this pic shortly before midnight. I had something…

12-16-07

Day 492 of 365 More. Do you remember when the Steelers were a good football team? At this point, only vaguely. *sigh* After the game I had a shopping date with one of my models and got some more Christmas shopping done. Then I came home and did some photoeditting while watching the season finale…

12-7-07

Day 483 of 365 More. Whenever you see a picture of my finger like this, one can usually assume that I’m bragging about my name being in print somewhere or something like that. 66 years ago, the Japanese bombed Pearl Harbor in Hawaii, dragging America into WWII. Two and a half years ago some friends…

12-6-07

Day 482 of 365 More. Oddly, It turns out that it is exactly 34 weeks til my 34th birthday. I think that probably explains my recent midlife crisises that I’ve been experiencing. I need to find a way to shake out of it. Sure, I could go celebrate turning 34 by living every man’s fantasy…

12-5-07

Day 481 of 365 More. It’s bill day. You know, given where I was when i wasn’t working a few months ago, I’m really in MUCH better shape, but whenever bill day comes around, I just feel like I’m drowning. Another couple years and maybe I can come up for air…. maybe… God, I’ll be…

12-3-07

Day 479 of 365 More. It’s my last night of vacation. Steph and I took Max to Red Lobster to thank him for his hospitality and then when we got back we took a walk around the resort. Sadly, the ski slopes aren’t actually open yet, but they are busy making snow. I thought it’d…

12-2-07

Day 478 of 365 More. I really need to buy a fireplace for my house. I have a gas line hookup for one, and I’ve been saying that I’d get some logs to put in there since we bought the house, but I’ve never got around to doing it. It’s been cold and rainy all…

12-1-07

Day 477 of 365 More. Oh what a difference a day makes. Well, a week, anyway. 1 week ago, I was sitting on the ground in my backyard. Now, I’m sitting on the ground in the mountains of Virginia. That’s called vacation. Actually, it’s been a good day. Steph, Max (our host) and I got…

11-29-07

Day 475 of 365 More. Gone Fishing… Or something like that. Steph and I are off on vacation tomorrow after work, and I don’t know what my internet connectivity will be like so this may be my last post before I get back. In any case, I’ll of course continue this while I’m gone and…

11-28-07

Day 474 of 365 More. I used to be good at poker. Apparenly not anymore. I used to be good at winning the lottery to. That power is apparently gone as well. Played poker for the first time in a couple weeks tonight. I got knocked out first. Also tried to win the lottery, but…

11-27-07

Day 473 of 365 More. I’m getting fat. Honestly half the time I feel like I’m already there. Really, I don’t need to lose much weight, but I could stand to dump 10 pounds again. And tone up. I’ve seriously slacked off on my workouts and I’m in really crappy shape. So I decided to…

11-25-07

Day 471 of 365 More. We need new couches. The ones we have in our media room right now predate the Carter administration I think. I got them back in 94 when I lived with Jameel because his mother wanted get rid of them because she had had them forever. When Jameel moved out, he…

11-24-07

Day 470 of 365 More. I love having a long weekend. It seems like its been so long since I really had a chance to just relax and think. Looked out my back window and saw that my yard is covered with yellow leaves that have fallen off of our trees. My mother is alway…