made up my mind, gonna make a new start
goin' to california with an
achin'
in my heart
I'm sick of yakkin' on this here website, so let's just stroll through some photos.
I am Jack's medulla oblongata.
And I'm talkin' about the Dude here-- sometimes there's a man who, well, he's the man for his time'n place, he fits right in there--and that's the Dude, in Los Angeles
...and even if he's a lazy man, and the Dude was certainly that--quite possibly the laziest in Los Angeles County. ...which would place him high in the runnin' for laziest worldwide--but sometimes there's a man... sometimes there's a man.
My child bride. The love of my life.
Birdy, begat of T-Rex and Alison. (Another one is on the way!)
My niece, Lucy, with my nephew, Joey.
The Tetons, July '05.
My old buddy from college, straight from The Guyland, The Wave. Perhaps the funniest man alive.
"If my answers frighten you... then you should cease asking scary questions."
fell into
a sea of grass
and disappeared among
the shady blades...
i cut me a piece
with some fine wine
it brought peace to my mind
in the summertime...
and it rolled
summer....
oh...
oh.... the summertime rolls
(Jane's Addiction, if you were wondering)
I knew it was you, Fredo. You broke my heart. You broke my heart.
I think we all do, really.
And if you don't, just navigate up to that little red "x" in the upper right hand corner and just click, click, click.
Get out of here.
I don't want you reading this.
I write ONLY for people who love ass.
Go on.
Get.
Been in contact with some old friends recently- Doug, Christine, Chuck, Romano. Each one brought me some smiles. Thanks, dudes and dudette. I hope to see you all soon in Sunny Southern California. (And Doug in the Pine Barrens.)
I was cruising down a trail in the Tetons, and I came to a switchback. I had my i-Pod on and was grooving.
I looked up and saw this guy...
Careful, man. There's a beverage here.
I was about 25 yards from this guy (and his buddy behind him).
Maybe not the smartest thing, but I am nothing if not...
um... not the smartest thing.
Pretty please. With sugar on top.
Clean the fuckin' car.
A moose in the Tetons. Maybe my favorite picture.
Will told me about living in Anchorage and having to shovel up huge piles of mooseshit from his yard.
They are quite prolific poopers.
Dan-O, Will, and me in Vail. Many moons ago.
Tearin' it up.
Thanks to those of you who have written and told me you enjoy coming here.
Thanks for coming by to check it out.
Going boarding this weekend.
Maybe tomorrow.
Maybe Sunday.
I'll have some cheese for you.
Bye.
I am Jack's medulla oblongata.
And I'm talkin' about the Dude here-- sometimes there's a man who, well, he's the man for his time'n place, he fits right in there--and that's the Dude, in Los Angeles
...and even if he's a lazy man, and the Dude was certainly that--quite possibly the laziest in Los Angeles County. ...which would place him high in the runnin' for laziest worldwide--but sometimes there's a man... sometimes there's a man.
My child bride. The love of my life.
Birdy, begat of T-Rex and Alison. (Another one is on the way!)
My niece, Lucy, with my nephew, Joey.
The Tetons, July '05.
My old buddy from college, straight from The Guyland, The Wave. Perhaps the funniest man alive.
"If my answers frighten you... then you should cease asking scary questions."
fell into
a sea of grass
and disappeared among
the shady blades...
i cut me a piece
with some fine wine
it brought peace to my mind
in the summertime...
and it rolled
summer....
oh...
oh.... the summertime rolls
(Jane's Addiction, if you were wondering)
I knew it was you, Fredo. You broke my heart. You broke my heart.
I think we all do, really.
And if you don't, just navigate up to that little red "x" in the upper right hand corner and just click, click, click.
Get out of here.
I don't want you reading this.
I write ONLY for people who love ass.
Go on.
Get.
Been in contact with some old friends recently- Doug, Christine, Chuck, Romano. Each one brought me some smiles. Thanks, dudes and dudette. I hope to see you all soon in Sunny Southern California. (And Doug in the Pine Barrens.)
I was cruising down a trail in the Tetons, and I came to a switchback. I had my i-Pod on and was grooving.
I looked up and saw this guy...
Careful, man. There's a beverage here.
I was about 25 yards from this guy (and his buddy behind him).
Maybe not the smartest thing, but I am nothing if not...
um... not the smartest thing.
Pretty please. With sugar on top.
Clean the fuckin' car.
A moose in the Tetons. Maybe my favorite picture.
Will told me about living in Anchorage and having to shovel up huge piles of mooseshit from his yard.
They are quite prolific poopers.
Dan-O, Will, and me in Vail. Many moons ago.
Tearin' it up.
Thanks to those of you who have written and told me you enjoy coming here.
Thanks for coming by to check it out.
Going boarding this weekend.
Maybe tomorrow.
Maybe Sunday.
I'll have some cheese for you.
Bye.
posted by Joe at
9:04 PM
3 Comments:
Photo of toddler holding infant on rocking chair had me going "...ahhhh" like an effeminate young boy.
I must adhere to manly principles.
Madonn, the word verification begins with the letters "K" and "Y"
(Shudder)
I'm out dog.
Excellent photos..as always..and the perspective of the last shot (dog and female) is of of THE best.
Take cam with you this weekend for even more new pix. The photo journey is more than worth the visit here..the text is enjoyable, as well, but your eye for what photographs well is superb.
The collected works of text and photo would make a good coffee table book.
Addendum:
"Going boarding this weekend."
Was just thinking..as someone always has a camera at your location...Have someone take a picture of you on the snowboard, as you do a jump and a somersault in the air.
It would be priceless, as well as a keeper for your photo album.
Even one of you jumping, then soaring in the wind, taken from a lower perspective, would be rad.
TL
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