Wednesday, November 22, 2006

Bliss







Home Sweet Home...sort of. My parents moved into a temporary rental house until the home they're building is finished. We're living on the Tennessee side of Lookout now. strange.

Spent the majority of the day with my niece Sophie doing the little things; climbing trees, bicycling through the new property, petting the animals, feeding the ducks, and throwing leaves. It is so good to be home.

Tuesday, November 21, 2006

one of those days







hmmm... Today was mighty fun. Woke up early, met Dave at school and went to visit the wall of fame and aimlessly walk along the train tracks. Then we lunched at Chipotle, where Dave told me about a man who dresses in spandex shorts and dances/twirls around Chinatown on the weekends. Like clockwork, the man appeared under the arch twirling and pointing at the pretty girls passing by. We couldn't believe it. It was hysterical. This guy doesn't ask for money. He came out on a cold MONDAY to dance in his royal blue spandex shorts. He doesn't appear homeless, either. That's dedication. I wonder what kind of music he's listening to.

Discovered that the rhinosaurus is a Jehovah's Witness. The questionable noises coming from the apartment have gained a whole new mystery. sweeeeet jesus...

Wednesday, November 8, 2006

Past few weekends


Portrait Gallery, aka: my new love; MICA annual juried exhibition in Balt-amore; Grandpa Christenberry's b-day.



Halloween. Apparently when I'm inebriated, camera focus becomes a bourgeoisie concept.
I've been told over 400 to 500 people showed up. Depends on who you speak to.