Monday, November 28, 2005

Other non-posters

This one is too good. Check out what this guy has to say about our fair friend jefe (#5 and #6). Some friend. I guess we were too "unique" too.

You have no idea how many of these sort of pictures exist in this small world.

Friday, November 25, 2005



My computer crashed yesterday. I lost about 3,000 pictures. Thankfully I had prnited all the essentials. I have searched all the hidden files and can find thumbnails of all the pics, but when i click on them it says the directory can't be found, etc...
Jer-do you know how to recover them?
Here's a pic not lost since it was on disk:

Thursday, November 10, 2005

my personal doghouse



Last night I finally finished the interior of the studio out back. These photos are not very exciting (wow, it's a square room) but I'm proud of my handiwork. Notice I cased the windows and door to look like an old Richmond apartment, with rosettes in the corners! I can't wait to move my crap in.

Tuesday, November 8, 2005

More Foucaulvian Bliss

"Lastly, the enunciative field involves what might be called a field of memory (statements that are no longer accepted or discussed, and which consequently no longer define either a body of truth or a domain of validity, but in relation to which relations of filiation, genesis, transformation, continuity, and historical discontinuity can be established): thus the field of memory of Natural History, since Tournefort, seems particularly restricted and impoverished in its forms when compared with the broad, cumulative, and very specific field of memory possessed by nineteenth- and twentieth-century biology; on the other hand, it seems much better defined and better articulated than the field of memory surrounding the history of plants and animals in the Renaissance: for at that time it could scarecely be distinguished from the field of presence; they had the same extension and the same form, and involved the same relations."--The Archaelogy of Knowledge & the Discourse on Language, Michel Foucault, 1972

More Technical Wonders

Also, Letters to Leigh has noted that we are "Good People" and that we know "good things come in small packages". Let Letters to Leigh know "that's right" and that if Letters to Leigh was reachable we'd let Letters to Leigh know how we think Letters to Leigh is good people too.

$.58

So far this blog has made $.58 since September off of the Google ad and I have no idea how or why. November seems promising as the blog has accrued $.03 Can somebody tell me what the rhyme or reason is because nobody has clicked the Google ad and it ain't built on traffic either, per se. (Sorry boys, but we ain't selling "Fart Ringtones" or "Carebears" here).

Sunday, November 6, 2005

chk chk chk



There's nothing like Fall in the Shenendoah Valley. Allicia and I traced the mountains around Charlottesville today. I loved the sound of leaves under our tires. chk chk chk chk chk chk chk

Friday, November 4, 2005

Home

Hey guys,
We are home from the hospital with our 7 lb. 14oz'er. All is well with her health and Michelle's, for pictures got the website link I emailed you the other day.
And Kevin, you can come down anytime to see us-and thanks for your call Wednesday morning.
So go look at those pics!

Thursday, November 3, 2005

Lt. Kojak and Overheardinnewyork

Guy: Yo, that Hamburgler's a scary motherfucker, 'cause you never know what that nigga be sayin'. He be all "robble robble robble robble" and shit!

--23rd & 6th


Overheard by: Tacologic

You should check out the link on Lt. Kojak's site.

Tuesday, November 1, 2005

Tomorrow

Was the title of one of Morrissey's greatest singles. It is also the day our baby will be born. We arrive at the hospital at 7am for an inducing.
More details as events warrant.
Tom