my poor head's still spinning from too much booze.

it's ok, we talked him down from the ledge.

your papa says he knows that i don't have any money.

i covered a some of the berkshire hathaway stuff this weekend in omaha. it's always a lot crazy. thousands of people fly in from all over the world to hang out and listen to warren buffett pontificate. you would not believe how much pushing and positioning is done by upper-crust folks just to take a photo of the back of warren's head with their cell phone or iphone.

then there's this guy:

i'm jealous because he likely got a better shot than me. also... i've been trying to score a good deal on a camera like that for a while.

the smartest fella i met was this guy from cnbc. we had to get to the risers about three hours before warren showed up to get our spots staked out.

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.

trying in vain to breathe the fire we was born in.

it's just the kind of guy he is...
(a roll-your-own guy)

yes, she's gone like the rainbow that shined yesterday.

i was in minneapolis last week visiting family and friends.
oh, and shooting basketball.
had to stop by matt's bar in south minneapolis for a juicy lucy.
good stuff. add a grain belt and it's a pretty fantastic meal.

that ain't oil, that's blood.

i guess the downside of eating at the movie theater is that some movies don't go very well with food- like when a nazi is lying on the ground with brains and blood leaking out of a bullet hole in his head.

and she also keeps the cards that read "have mercy on his soul"

a little grab shot at a vietnamese place in the cities...

please tell us why you had to hide away for so long. so long.

you know what's good? elo.

know what's even better? the sun came out after weeks of clouds. at least it felt like weeks. most of the snow is gone now, too.

stick this in your pocket, it'll look like you're carrying a friend.

while his american fiancée was out on her bachelorette party, our british friend toby was taken out and taught how to hunt. he will be getting his conceal and carry soon after he gets his immigration papers and his wedding license.

i went down to the local arena.

this would maybe be ok if dude played hockey...

i'd follow you into the park, through the jungle, through the dark.

i was privileged to spend a number of days in lincoln the last couple weeks. luckily, my friend bronson let me stay at his house. the other bonus was i got to play with his dogs. well, they mostly just like to be rubbed.

squirrel!

***we were getting ready to go for a walk here. they usually aren't leashed together like this. bronson and andrea are kind and attentive dog owners***

you know i'm looking for miss linda lee.

obviously a sign you've had a few beers-

ridiculous. of course, she didn't spill much, so i guess that's a sign she hadn't had too many.

it's easy to sleep when it wets my brain.

it's great to see the ground again. it's all grey and rainy. irt and rocks and trash are all over, but it's still a welcome sight.

there's a brand-new dance, but i don't even know its name.

my friend sarah curated her first show at the tugboat gallery in lincoln. it opened this weekend, and i took a few snaps. i don't think sarah was the model used for the painting in the background, but she was willing to mimic it for me.

counting flowers on the wall.

this looked interesting as i drove by... not sure if it really "works," but hey, i needed something to toss up here. the snow is finally melting, and the temps are finally about 32. hopefully, when i get back to omaha, this scene will be gone.

it had two lights on behind.

mmm... margaritas and sushi.

in the lonely cool before dawn.

started work pretty dang early this morning. while standing in the bitter cold waiting for kids to walk into school, i grabbed a shot of this here tree. it didn't help me stay warm, but i thought the light flare looked kinda cool. cool enough for this format, anyway...

you don't know how lucky you are, boy.

the beer store next to my house just got some great russian beer in stock. it takes me back to hopping off the train and buying a few bottles from fat, old, crabby babushkas at stops. except on the russian bottles, there is no "lager" no "porter" and no "ale." the labels just had numbers. i could never remember which numbers were which type of beer.

the road is dark, and it's a thin, thin line.

i'd like to say this post is "by popular demand," but it's basically by "singular demand."

last night or the night before that.

you would think the mermaids wouldn't need to ride the fishes to swim. but i do admit my knowledge of mermaids is very limited.

going faster than a roller-coaster.

my favorite type of road congestion...

you say my line is out of order all the time.

i doubt you get that nice "dried on the line" smell, but i guess you don't have to worry about venting your dryer this way.

tell me, where did you sleep last night?

sometimes taking pictures is the easy part. i was in a very rural area and had to take care of my own food for a couple days. the motel didn't have a fridge, and it was way too cold to leave anything outside. luckily, the door let in a lot of outside air. so my coat made a nice little refrigerator.

born a poor young country boy

it snowed again last night. it's cold and windy again. again!
i give up. mother nature, you win.

(anyone else think the beatles didn't exactly knock it out of the park with the title song?)

(photo by my coworker, missgratz.)

i know a thing or two.

this probably would have looked cooler in the evening, but i wasn't about to go back then. still, something you don't see everyday.

anything at all, you got it.

found this note in the book i'm reading.



today kinda felt like back in the intern days (except for having a tv to watch chelsea beat arsenal)... some reading. walking. lots of music. just killing time.

trust some of this, it'll show you where it's at.

santa fe was not exactly balmy. however, it was sunny, which is something we haven't gotten much of, lately. so i tried to take advantage of it and sit in the sun in the afternoon. and what would vacation be without a drink in the afternoon?