I'm at a bit of a loss for intelligent content today, so instead we will have to make do with a photo essay. Let us begin with the creature that battles daily for control of my lap. This is Simon, feline extraordinaire. Pay no notice to the stinkeye he is giving us; he really is an excellent cat.
But what is that behind Simon? Looks like someone's been
Too disturbing? Let's switch gears to something less stressful. How about a nice kalanchoe? This beauty was
Would you believe that I did my Masters thesis in photojournalism? Probably not. But I did; my subject was a traveling carnival. Here are some of the photos I took:
I followed the same carnival company around the SF Bay Area for a season. The pictures were all pretty tame, because the really gritty stuff that happens on a carnival crew: a) was off-limits for me to photograph, according to the carnival owners, and b) is scary. I do believe that it is important to document the destructive effects of meth abuse, but I am not the man for that job.
Whoa, Rachel, we're veering off on a tangent here. Let's get back on theme:
Mmm, my daily latte in my favorite mug. A kitchen is not complete without at least a couple of roosters, don't you think? No, just me? Well, I am from the Midwest.
And here is a flower that just bloomed in my garden. Can you tell me what it is? Seriously, I have no idea what it is.
Thanks for humoring me, now get back to work.