Los Angeles in early September.

I wanted to write a witty blog about my recent cross country drive. North River, NY to North Hollywood, 5 days, three bags of beef jerky (3 different brands, I did some rather unofficial taste testing to pass the time), a dozen assorted apples, a case of water, 4 vitamin waters, 3 ClifBars, 1 bag of pita chips, four diet cokes (both DC Plus and Coke Zero), one Motel 6, one Holiday Inn Express, two friend's houses, breakfast at Perkins in Kearney Nebraska, one dinner at Delice in downtown Omaha, four CDs purchased at Homers in Omaha (Eisley, The National, Okkervil River, and Earlimart), one Panera Bread breakfast, two Starbucks coffees, one Chipolte burrito bowl, one big breakfast with friends at Watercourse in Denver, and a lunch at Thai Basil in Denver with Brian and Jeff.

Maybe this is a good place to start with the photographs. My brain is tired, its growing late here. I've been hoarding some candids from the past few months that I should like to share. See, I have hundreds of photos that not a soul has seen from the past eight months of photo taking. These hundreds were narrowed down from thousands. I really need to put a website and portfolio together. There's never enough time. So in the lack of mean time (remember, no time at all) I'm going to put a couple up here.


Brian and Jeff.


In late May we spent two weeks in Europe, ten countries in fourteen days. I woke up one morning in Hamburg and went to a grocery store where I acquired the strawberries, museli, and bottle of water. It was everything I wanted and then I made still life with a book I purchased at an old print shop. While I don't read German I've concluded that the book is a small retrospective of a printmaker's cartoons and engravings. I'm going to tear the images out and make prints for my wall.


Toronto Summer 2007. I played a lot of air guitar guitar hero on stage this summer. Benji took this photo of the mayhem from the back corner. I'm suspended in mid air.


These four men were responsible for feeding us this summer. And they did a damn good job at it. Plus they were maniacs in tuxedos.


Just because someone needs to see this. Messina and Lavery.


Steve was known to make appearances on stage to booty quake while the "Milkshake Song" pumped through the PA. At the end of every show Isaac would trigger the post show mix through a CD player attached under the keyboard of his piano. Joel W suck a CD of the "Milkshake Song" into the player in Seattle and right as the song started, with the band still saying bye, Steve booty quaked his way across stage. He's such a player.

That's it. I have to go get my laundry out of the dryer in the apartment complex before someone throws it on top of the dryer (Pet Peeve #43).

Are you well?