Fun in the sun

I thought this was my elbow, but, actually it's not. I hit my hand on this metal thing in the closet, it hurt a lot.

This is a site specific sculpture involving many plastic spoons.

I went to K-mart to exchange the original "awsomecam", they were selling the replacement camera (the one I got at Wallgreens for $10) with a Phillips logo on it it for $20!

I went to go meet Kelly. On the way to the meeting spot I ran into Kelly, note it wasn't really anywhere near the meeting spot.

This is Laura's friend from Cooper, maybe his name is Dan or Steve or possibly John.

I tried to take a picture of Laura not making a face. As it turns out it didn't matter she's barely in the frame.

Since I had two cameras I tried to take some stereoscopic pictures.

Kelly in three or so dimensions.

We got coffee and brunch at the Mud cafe, I thought they just operated those coffee trucks...Apparently I was wrong.

Me and Kelly walked around for a long time. She got a Kenny-G CD for her dad.

We stopped at a coffee shop, maybe at 1st and 1st. Maybe it wasn't at that intersection, though that was where we were shooting for, as there is probably a vortex or something there.

In the basement, near the bathroom, was a trap claiming to catch such things as mice, snakes, crickets, bugs, etc. and bats.
Eric met us and we all went out for Ethiopian food. A couple came in and asked about a more traditional table outside (it was pretty cold out) because they wanted the "full experience". They ended up sitting inside.

When I got home I went up to the roof and I saw this guy get mugged down the street. I called the police and went down to see if he was ok, he had a black eye.

The hits just keep on coming

This is a box I found down the hall. There are Frapaciino's (SP?) on the top shelf. I don't know, it seemed funnier at the time.

I got dressed up to respond to an add I found on craigslist.

It turns out it was a fake ad.

luckily the place was a temp agency.

I think this is me in the mirror in the elevator.

My parents dog Rockie died today. She had a giant tumor on her leg, it ruptured. She had a good long life, she was 15 or 16 I think.

This is the beginnings of my packing endeavors. I decided to go on a walk.

I really don't know what this is, it sure looks gross though.

This van, parked in front of some housing projects, had a banner on it reading "party buss" or something like that. Again, it seemed funnier at the time.

24 ounce cans of Molson Ice were on sale, so I got 2.

This is a giant mound of freezer burned chicken that we bought a while back because it was on sale. It tasted pretty much how you expect.

Look, I magically made this egg stand on it's end.

*Note* Maybe I shouldn't hold the camera so high.

Because of the spotty nature of this post I will offer you some movie reviews.
Rabid: This movie is kind of a zombie movie, except the zombies don't need to eat brains they just attack you, while foaming at the mouth. The movie stars Marilyn Chambers, who spends most of the movie topples. The other high point is a scene where a cop with a machine gun kills Santa.
Gumball Rally: The Gumball rally is a rally, not a race, that takes place every year or maybe less often or more often, the uber wealthy get together, drive really fast all day and then have rockus party's all night. Earlier this year or maybe last year I read a pretty good article about it in Vanity Fair. Anyway, that's basically what the movie is about, kind of. The highlight of the movie is Garry Busey playing a zany hill-billy...comedy ensues.

Karma

I saw Laura at Zander's memorial service. I decided maybe it was an inappropriate time to take pictures. Laura was working so afterwards I went to her "office" and we talked for a while. I think I'm getting better at aiming the camera.

That evening or possibly the following evening I went to the corner to get a beer, 2 beers actually. On the way I ran into this homeless guy, he asked me for 99 cents for some soup. I gave him $1 and maybe said something to the effect of "I guess I only really need one beer" or something like that. He said "oh, you want a beer? Here take mine" and he gave me the rest of his beer, I think it was King Cobra. He then asked if I wanted to get high, I declined and he apologized profusely.

I drank the beer.

The next day I was coming home from "pounding the pavement" and some guy robbed me. It was day time so, this is not actually a picture of the event. I wasn't hurt or anything it just kind of sucked.

This is a portrait of sad.

I went and tried to donate blood It had rained so it was hard to figure out where I needed to go. This is one of the many un-helpful signs.

I gave blood. After, while drinking juice and eating cookies, I talked to a man who's job, I guess, was to talk to people after they had given blood. He talked about how he thought crestations were disgusting, how to cure fat people from being fat, and about how he would rid the country of neo-Nazis. I left and got my complimentary Subway sandwich.

On my way home I got rained on. This is me being wet.

Cupcakes

This is a scenic picture of the Brooklyn bridge. I had taken a more scenic picture of it, but, it turns out I pushed the wrong button on the camera.

I was in DUMBO (I still think this is up there with the dumbest acronyms) for the art fair. I didn't have a map so I ended up at this carousel, the whole thing was roped off so that you couldn't ride it. Down the street I went in to a gallery or maybe it was a store where you could hand paint your own Nikes and there were these women on oversized step or possibly a platform dancing.

I found David's Studio. These little kids and a dog kept coming in while we discussed ways to occupy the space that didn't look like hovering.

On the elevator up to the Smack Mellon studios there was this woman with a light up sing on her head, it may have said IT or Out or Then or something. She asked how many megapixels my camera had, I may have said "alot".

I had tried to get a job as a truck earlier, so, this was my new formed conservative look. I think it may have made me look like a pervert of some sort. When I took this picture I think the "part" had fallen out.

There were these cupcake outlines of bodies, I walked over to take one of the cupcakes for eating, but, many of them had cigarette butts in them.

I couldn't find the other people I had been looking for. This is a picture of me leaving and establishing that many people were at the event.

This is the butter I found in the fridge, it's a little mutilated, yet, still quite buttery.

And then

I went to the dentist yesterday. This is a picture on my polished teeth, minus the teeth. The dentist gave me a new toothbrush and floss, I had to ask but, I also got a new toothpaste.

My mom, she has jury duty and is quite proud to do her civic duty.

My dad, he does not have jury duty.

A view of birds attacking Burbank (aka Bob Hope) Airport.

Those evil birds tried to tear apart the airplane.

That was a close one I tell you what.

This was supposed to be a picture of a view out the window. I was in the middle seat and trying not to wake up the woman next to me.

There was this awful music video request show on VH1. The show included a vj. who took video requests via email (and they showed her checking the emails). She kept and reminding her requesters to tell her what their cable provider was so she could thank them (the cable providers) on the air. The host went on for along time and then aired some of the worst music videos I had ever seen.

I angrily read my book.

I didn't take a nab, but, that looks like it would have been a strong one.

A lovely view of the sun setting on the horizon from a distance through an airplane window.

I was trying to get a covert picture of this guy who I am pretty sure could have been Plug One from De La Soul, maybe.

At the airport I found one of those cart things to carry my bags, somehow my bags weighed 100 times as much as when I left.

The cab home was like 900 dollars, suck.

You may have noted that I flew to Los Angeles on September eleventh and I flew back on Friday the 13th...I will note that people are more superstitious regarding the prior than the latter. You may have also noted that Alison's got to Los Angeles two days ago and now I'm flying back to New York...