Smell the bougainvillea? I think not. Overexposed in the midday sun. Winter sun is as bad as summer sun. Protect yourself.
Wednesday, March 15, 2006
Sunday, March 12, 2006
What sign?
I see signs like this everyday. I really never noticed before. And then I joined a flickr group, "What's missing?" Now, I see these signs all the time!
Sunday, February 26, 2006
Friday, February 24, 2006
Thursday, February 23, 2006
Not sailing
This boat has been sitting in this position for weeks. I wonder how long it will be there.
Monday, February 20, 2006
Sunday, February 19, 2006
Saturday morning
Who are the people in your neighborhood? They're the people that you meet when you're walking down the street.
Friday, February 17, 2006
Sunday, February 12, 2006
Saturday, February 11, 2006
Friday, February 10, 2006
Thursday, February 09, 2006
Palm Grove at sunrise
It was a cold morning and I just emerged from Starbucks with my giant coffee inspired to photograph these trees by the ocean.
Sunday, February 05, 2006
Thursday, February 02, 2006
Blog this
Thanks to James, I am taking daily photos of the sky. I've been taking pictures of flowers regularly since I got the digital camera, but I didn't realize I had been taking sky pictures already. Also, I had no idea the difference between a 3 megapixel photo and an 8 megapixel photo. Worlds apart.
Wednesday, February 01, 2006
Fool for pretty flowers
I love flowers. There, I said it. Always have. Always will. And, after thinking about it for a minute, I realized that the hibiscus is one of my favorites. This flower asked me to take a picture. I complied.
Tuesday, January 31, 2006
Monday, January 30, 2006
Rodeo man
I was afraid to take pictures in front of them because then they would know that I was warm for their form.
Saturday, January 28, 2006
394
What is a screengrab? What makes a photo? Is a photo taken by a cellphone worth less than a photo taken by a digial camera and that is worth less than a photo taken with film? Really!
So, how is a photo taken with a computer of a computer generated image not a photo?
It's all about composition. Calling this photo a screengrab is insulting.
So, how is a photo taken with a computer of a computer generated image not a photo?
It's all about composition. Calling this photo a screengrab is insulting.
Thursday, January 26, 2006
Jesus and The Stump
Three months after Hurricane Wilma and there are still stumps everywhere. Jesus is praying for their removal.
Tuesday, January 24, 2006
Howling good 2006
Like the tom cat howling in the night, 2006 promises to be good.
Here's to your area code. Or is that zip code?
Here's to your area code. Or is that zip code?
Saturday, September 24, 2005
Wednesday, August 17, 2005
21st Century Pledge
I PLEDGE RESISTANCE TO THE FRAUD
OF THE UNITED STATES, INCORPORATED
AND TO THE REPRESSION ON WHICH IT STANDS
ONE GOVERNMENT, UNDER GREED, ILLEGITIMATE
WITH MILITARY INJUSTICE ... FOR OIL
OF THE UNITED STATES, INCORPORATED
AND TO THE REPRESSION ON WHICH IT STANDS
ONE GOVERNMENT, UNDER GREED, ILLEGITIMATE
WITH MILITARY INJUSTICE ... FOR OIL
Saturday, August 13, 2005
One Month Later
I thought I would like writing here where nobody knows me, except James. I followed him over here. But not writing here for one month is symptomatic of my need for validation. I don't get notes here, or comments or any sort of feedback. Is that why I write online? I want perfect strangers to send me random words attached to my ramblings?
Time for some reevaluation here.
I did discover a new photo hosting place with flickr. True, their URLs are much shorter than snapfish and I have been slightly pied off with them lately for their outright snubs of Mac users.
I'm getting a PowerBook one of these days. It's being gifted. The same person who gifted me with this here iMac Dalamatian.
I'm also in a horrid rut and I'm having a hard time getting out from its deepening maw. I know it's all mental, and like mind over matter. If you don't mind, it don't matter. But I do mind, gosh darn it all to heck.
Every picture tells a story, don't it?
Time for some reevaluation here.
I did discover a new photo hosting place with flickr. True, their URLs are much shorter than snapfish and I have been slightly pied off with them lately for their outright snubs of Mac users.
I'm getting a PowerBook one of these days. It's being gifted. The same person who gifted me with this here iMac Dalamatian.
I'm also in a horrid rut and I'm having a hard time getting out from its deepening maw. I know it's all mental, and like mind over matter. If you don't mind, it don't matter. But I do mind, gosh darn it all to heck.
Every picture tells a story, don't it?
Sunday, July 17, 2005
I watched an infotainment program on the Westinghouse network (We bring good bombs to life). There was a story about the sexual offender who kidnapped the brother and sister after killing the rest of their family. He eventually killed the brother by the time the sister was found. The infotainment showed his blog here at blogger dot com called the fifth nail. Of course, I read the entire thing. This image came from there. It's better than any ordinary trainwreck blog.
Mr. R was on a tear this morning, so we went to everywhere except HD. The only stop at Costco was for a half tank of gas at the unbelievably low price of $2.27 per gallon. We hardly ever go to Target and yet we were there for a half hour after having stopped at PetSmart and breakfast at the Original Pancake House. Now, we're back home trying to feel human again after being beaten down by the combination of extreme heat and humidity along with the modern retail experience.
Saturday, July 09, 2005
Incredible
One week ago I was walking along the Brooklyn Bridge in Manhattan. Last night, I lived through the effects of Hurricane Dennis.Ain't life grand?
Monday, June 06, 2005
Random
spring summer
hard falling rain
drowns yards streets
highways corners cars splashing
more rain dark sky
all the while
the skies are grey
the skies are gray
the skies rain and
rain the clouds stay
full the winds are weak
the rain is strong the
sun is gone go on and
on go on
and on go on
and on and then
lather rinse repeat
PHOTO ADDED JULY 9 @ NOON
[flowers sent from TQ when Mom died]
Saturday, May 28, 2005
Thursday, May 26, 2005
Monday, May 16, 2005
A Bit More Downtime
I'm feeling limited by my unlimitability. Where is the list of recent blog activity? Why can't I navigate this site? Is anyone there (besides James)?
Sunday, May 15, 2005
Passiflora
Mildred grows the prettiest flowers. I wish my garden were as nice as hers. I love the way she smells so fresh too. Just like this flower. Here today. Gone tomorrow.
Not a boring day, darling. Something happened, sweetie.
Not a boring day, darling. Something happened, sweetie.
M is for Mildred
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Originally uploaded by My Little Photo Album.
Friday, April 29, 2005
Thursday, April 28, 2005
Halo scan track back, oh my!
And audio blogging. It truly is a brave new world. I've discovered the future and it's here. I'm becoming split between my original online diary site and this blog thang. I'm not sure about which I like better, but I'm working on liking this. I want to know how to access a page that shows all the notes or comments or whatever. And then I found out about this trackback thing and my heart is so heartbeat. Oh yeah, there's FlickR too because the URLs that Snapfish was generating were too long!
Looking at this photo conjures the image in my mind's eye as I left NYC earlier this year. I'm so glad I went. It seems so long ago.
Looking at this photo conjures the image in my mind's eye as I left NYC earlier this year. I'm so glad I went. It seems so long ago.
Wednesday, April 27, 2005
Multiple choice
Dear James,
Today was a boring. Nothing much. I uploaded a picture for your downloading pleasure. It shall henceforth decorate this day of remembrance.
Yes, it's that day again. April 27. My own personal day of infamy. I only minutes ago commented to Mr. R how it's taken me so many years to go through April 27 as though it were just another day. I'm truly getting wiser as I get older. And yes, I'm so much older than that now.
Tonight, we ate soup for dinner that we made together in near silence. We're thinking a lot these days and I could feel that we were thinking the same thing. Let's just make some soup. We even made dinner for tomorrow at the same time, because the ingredients were there and we were on a psychic jelly roll. Life is so good. I'm very happy while deep down horribly sad. It's my Jewish heritage. It's human nature. Will I ever find true happiness? Sometimes I wonder if the Buddhists haven't got a clue and it's all suffering and that's it. Ha, what a joke.
I choice none of the above. How's by you, eh?
Stand by one moment, an operator will be with you shortly.
Today was a boring. Nothing much. I uploaded a picture for your downloading pleasure. It shall henceforth decorate this day of remembrance.
Yes, it's that day again. April 27. My own personal day of infamy. I only minutes ago commented to Mr. R how it's taken me so many years to go through April 27 as though it were just another day. I'm truly getting wiser as I get older. And yes, I'm so much older than that now.
Tonight, we ate soup for dinner that we made together in near silence. We're thinking a lot these days and I could feel that we were thinking the same thing. Let's just make some soup. We even made dinner for tomorrow at the same time, because the ingredients were there and we were on a psychic jelly roll. Life is so good. I'm very happy while deep down horribly sad. It's my Jewish heritage. It's human nature. Will I ever find true happiness? Sometimes I wonder if the Buddhists haven't got a clue and it's all suffering and that's it. Ha, what a joke.I choice none of the above. How's by you, eh?
Stand by one moment, an operator will be with you shortly.
Monday, April 25, 2005
Saturday, April 23, 2005
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