together they're gonna bugaloo down broadway.

fellow photog rebecca gets married in three weeks.
cheers!

all you need to do is follow the worms.

drove through a town i've never been to. it's actually called "worms." it was out of the way, but well worth the trip.
there's a church and a bar... and this very cool mural.

fat bottomed girls they'll be riding today

had a quality saturday. even snapped a photo.

well, i dreamed i saw the knights in armor coming.

it's not so much the pictures you take, but that you look good taking the pictures.

ps-- i know i focused on dan's hair. i'd like to say it was intentional. also, who knew my camera could even work turned on its side? vertical... weird.

i see a mansard roof through the trees.

this isn't really representative of my goal to not center the subject, but it does represent my goal of carrying my camera around more often.

we've got solid state technology.

quentin has an iphone.
blue sushi has red walls.

poor old granddad, i laughed at all his words.

mike and susan were nice enough to have a few of us over for drinks and food.
henry is a good kid to take pics of, but he wasn't smiling as much as usual. someone (won't name names) told him he couldn't have a brownie until after dinner...

(gonna be gone for a bit, so emptying out the queue.)

and poor will wasn't feeling so well...

say goodbye to model two cause they discontinued you.

after months of looking, i finally found a clean marantz receiver from the 70s. it had a few burned out bulbs, which was a lot more challenging to replace than i thought it would be. if any of you have seen the inside of a receiver like this, you know what i mean. looks good now, though.

we'll see if i replace the power caps on my own, or i send it in. soldering inside the receiver and on the circuit boards scares me a little bit.

time keeps dragging on.

football spring "game." this is where my hopes for a nice picture go when i walk in this stadium... the worst place to shoot in the big 12. congrats, cornhuskers, on being the best at something.

you shouldn't mess with me, i'll ruin everything you are.

my cousin mike's family has a foreign exchange student staying with them. jacob is from hong kong. good kid. kinda quiet. he asked for "privacy please," while he was trying to fit a mouth guard for rugby. but mike's wife patty told him that's what happens when you live with a photographer. "deal with it."

i'm ready to play.

you and me both, buddy...

i thought there was virtue in always being cool.

been a lot busy around here... held our annual photo convention at creighton. saw some great work and cool people. one of the highlights for me was cutting out of the contest judging and getting a couple beers with an old friend, travis. and a new friend, gerd. gerd, a native of germany, was even impressed that my bar had "real" boots.

**technically, it's not "my" bar.