Monday, June 25, 2007
a long night's sleep
I had a dream last night in which Terri had won a contest that the "prize" was a weeks worth of babysitting by Jarvis Cocker. I was nervous, to say the least. When I tried to express my fears to Terri, she told me I had missed the point of all his songs and that when Jarvis singing about "sex shenanigans" he was actually singing against "sex shenanigans". I tried to argue that besides his song lyrics that he was a big star who was probably unfit to watch a baby and even if he was fit to watch a baby he probably couldn't care less about Carolina. This got her really mad. She screamed how Jarvis loves all kids and that was why he had attacked Michael Jackson. I briefly became terrified that Jarvis was Carolina's real father and the contest had just been a scheme for Carolina to get to know her birth father, but couldn't bring myself to say so. Terri then calmed and said how she knew this was a little complex for me and that maybe i should get Jefe's phone number, so he could explain why Jarvis would actually be the absolute best we hope for in a babysitter. I don't know what happened after that except that i got caught in an elevator with a (many point) buck while wearing my duck hunter hat, but that may have been another dream.
Sunday, June 24, 2007
Train Excitement at Point of Rocks
Few sounds are as loud and ominous as the sound of a train's hitch breaking. The train had come to a slow crawl when, off in the distance starting with the engine, came an incredible yawn followed by a loud crashing bang, followed by successive bangs as the tension grew in, and passed through, each of the cars until finally the weakest link was snapped with the sound of breaking metal. The severed half creaked slowly backwards from the recoil. Standing just meters from it, hearing the noise coming at you and not quite knowing what was happening, you reach again, after a second, for your breath.
About a half-hour later the pieces were being put back together (brought by a second train traveling the wrong way on the second track) and the train was off again.
Random Road Trip (Shepherdstown, WVA)
Jefe attempts to recreate wild man look. We agree that it is nearly impossible to do without the hair, lack of sleep, and sweats.
I effortlessly prove quitting smoking adds an average of 10 lbs while attempting to make up for Jefe's lack of dishevelment
Sun sets on a lonely McDonalds shed and parking lot
I effortlessly prove quitting smoking adds an average of 10 lbs while attempting to make up for Jefe's lack of dishevelment
Sun sets on a lonely McDonalds shed and parking lot
"Reefer" Eludes the Fuzz
The Fuzz
Enter "Reefer" AKA local alley cat. "Reefer" was the name the new neighbors upstairs gave the cat.
Not even the Fuzz can deter "Reefer" from stopping to scratch. "Reefer" requires scratching almost as often as man requires breath.
The Fuzz circles around for a closer look. Actually, this was about the 15th trip around the block.
Enter "Reefer" AKA local alley cat. "Reefer" was the name the new neighbors upstairs gave the cat.
Not even the Fuzz can deter "Reefer" from stopping to scratch. "Reefer" requires scratching almost as often as man requires breath.
The Fuzz circles around for a closer look. Actually, this was about the 15th trip around the block.
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
Sunday, June 17, 2007
Wednesday, June 13, 2007
The full Eugene
Kevin drove down to Northern Virginia tonight to help send off one of our bloggers who is about to head to the Middle East - and not as a tourist.
As a bonus, Kevin also got some quality time with one of my favorite politicians, Eugene Delgaudio, who does for politics and government what you all do here for photography.
Monday, June 11, 2007
Sunday, June 10, 2007
Saturday, June 9, 2007
Tuesday, June 5, 2007
Monday, June 4, 2007
Friday, June 1, 2007
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