whoo-ray!

for having a good enough reason to go blow money on sushi and green tea ice cream!

my stomach is full of knots

I'm not sure what other people do when they are nervous. But I watch City Slickers.

I feel better already.

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also this

Me: Did you read that Elian Gonzalez joined the young communist union?
Pacifico: Yeah. Good for him... getting involved.

hello. my name is inigo montoya.

haha yea! (claps hands) good google image. good boy!

WAHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!!

no, it's just a bad dream, it's just bad dream. you were dreaming. shhh... shhh... go back to sleep. shhh....... it's okay, it's okay. muppets are real, muppets are real...





































































BAD! BAD GOOGLE IMAGE!!
BAD SEARCH! BAD!!
GO INTO IDLE MODE AND THINK ABOUT WHAT YOU DID!!

that's hot

As I sat with my bowl of cereal before getting ready for work, I couldn't help but be struck not only by the episode of the "Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles" that I was watching, but more importantly, this character's outfit.

[stir-up pants] [high heels] [fanny pack]




[and yes that fridge is throwing ice at her... what can you do? you know Shredder, always wanting attention.]

can these two things paired together be an artist statement?

(P.S. in 2nd grade quoting this monologue doesn't win you any cool points)
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oh...that's pretty amazo.

QVC offers a wide selection of merchandise to it's viewers, such as doggy beds. The customer sends a picture into the company and that image gets prints on the top. Now your dog can sleep on a picture of itself, how lovely. Sadly, some customers aren't happy with the item and they choose to return it... I come into the story sometime after that.
Standing at the jewelry counter I often find myself staring at these doggy beds. They are never going to sell. No one wants a picture of someone else's dog and they are all about $150 a piece. You'd have to be a moron to buy one.
















Alas, the doggy beds sit and wait. And I stand and stare and wonder. Who's dog is that? What's that dog's name? Why would they put a hat on that dog? After a while I move the pile around to look at a new dog. So as I stood and examined this pup my eyes wondered back through it's living space.






Nice sofa and chair, pretty decanters, MTV music award, Grammy... GRAMMY! HOLY SHIT! WHO'S FUCKIN DOG IS THIS!?






Not even joking I have been trying to figure this out for hours.
I am no Nancy Drew.
Clearly, Nancy Drew had a lot of free time and wasn't working two jobs.

If anyone can answer any of these questions I'd appreciate it very much.
The current MTV Music Award is still the Moon Man, right?
The MTV award pictured is a European one, correct?
What breed of dog is this?

THE BIG QUESTION
Who has won a single grammy, would proudly display it with an award from MTV, likes big dogs, and would buy something from QVC?



Dear Grammy Winner,

I have your dog's picture on a doggy bed.

I don't have a dog.

-Bree

santa and the zen of jogging

I met Santa yesterday! I was very excited and he was so nice! He gave me two candy canes and a business card. He asked me what I wanted for Christmas and he gave me a good talk about life. He equated it to jogging. See Santa goes jogging five times a week, he jogs for about 45 minutes. He loves jogging. Although sometimes there is a fight between his spirit (I am assuming he meant Christmas spirit) and and his body. But if his spirit is strong enough, well then he can jog for that whole 45 minutes. Because no matter how many people love and care about you, it won't mean anything and it won't help you jog farther, unless you love and care about yourself and how far you want to jog. And when you do that, you believe in yourself. And, if you believe in yourself, you can do anything and jog anywhere.
Thanks Santa! Thanks a lot!



































And he didn't even mention those Christmas's that I insisted to be Jewish and celebrate Hanukkah.
I guess he's not mad afterall.

Admiral Giacomo Murray

birthday week continues

<- Monster b-day cupcake from Emily!!

everybody in

if i budget, beg, steal, collect cans and pray...
i might just be able to pull this off.

FLIGHT 1··· Aug 19, 2008 | Philadelphia, PA···Chicago, IL
FLIGHT 2··· Aug 25, 2008 | Chicago, IL···San Francisco, CA
FLIGHT 3··· Aug 29, 2008 | San Francisco, CA···Atlanta, GA
FLIGHT 4··· Sept 2, 2008 | Atlanta, GA···Philadelphia, PA

now bout seein to gettin Minneapolis and Columbus to meet me in Chicago.

road rage

I was reading an article about people who have bumper stickers or vanity plates being more prone to having fits of road rage than other drivers. The article was pretty terrible. However, I found the images that they chose to use to represent the top five states with vanity plates rather intriguing.

#3 Illinois















Heather Stone, Chicago Tribune / MCT

then mr. miyagi said, "look eye! always look eye!"

Just thinking about the sheer number of pictures that I have is a little mind boggling. But when push comes to shove, I feel like I don't have anything. You know out of six thousand images in the last year, you would think that I'd be able to find 10 that I really can stand behind. They are a mix of film and digital and locations and everything. That would never really matter to me. I mean come on, I wing most things. But currently I find myself a little paranoid and very tense. How are you supposed to form words that describe what you like to photograph, no matter where you are, when even that escapes YOU most of the time? I can't define my sense of humor, or luck of timing, or love of the ironic.

I wish I knew where my Karate Kid action figures were... also I need a Mr. Miyagi (real life and action figure)

birthday!

Yesterday, I gave me my present and took myself to Baltimore for the day.
CLASSY!
I went to the aquarium and on tours of several old navy ships and a submarine.
I realized that I don't really care for fish, they are quite boring. Also people who like fish are quite boring. Generally, I just came to understand that the sea and I aren't meant to be together.

It was at some point during the dolphin show (when I was laughing and clapping) that I decided mammals really are where the goods are at. A little something called personality.




















Me and the Korean family I sat with.




















After the show, excited to tell the dolphins the good news about mammals, I approach the tank.


















"Hey Fella! How are you?" I wave at him.

He spins around, flaps his little tail like crazy and speeds away.
I am soaking wet.

Laughing alone.

And the Korean people I sat with during the show want to take my picture.



<- Case and point. Personality.

This picture is very unflattering... BUT! It's titled "SICK! DOLPHIN TANK WATER IN MY MOUTH!"

yeah I got your number effer.















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a few more days together

i admire your fervor for photography, politics and tattoos.
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photo by Tricia Lopez

time for some self indulgence

I am only one person... I know, I checked the white pages.

smells like teen spirit

I've been listening to Paul Anka a lot lately.
I have strange taste, I know.
In any case this is a very enjoyable cover.

things i was too lazy to work on

Katie's Bachlorette party.



































Pacifico and Bree are bored so they go to a place with ice cream and black bears in cages... and feel really badly afterwards.

















Pacifico and Bree are bored so they take turns jumping out of a moving car.






















Manje, a cardboard cutout of Verne Troyer and Bree.

sure... why not?

I'm not quite sure how my evening starts with walking around town with my friend, stopping to get something to drink at a cafe, and sitting outside to people watch.

And ends being with three dudes who are strangers, on some Christmas tree farm in the middle of nowhere at night, coyly checking my cell phone to make sure I still have reception, getting in the back of some crazy metal cage Toyota and going off roading... but things like that happen.






First off this picture is on King Street and I want... nay... NEED IT! (my birthday is next week)


















"Oh this is fun! It's like a hay ride at Halloween!"

















"Wait...? In there? But it's dark..."























"Oh we're going in the water... I just saw the new Indiana Jones and this metal thing isn't part boat..."






















"No man we can totally make it over that. "















"Tell them to go back. I'm serious, I don't like this at all."

"OW! Fuck! That tree branch just punched me in the face!"















"Please god don't let us die..."

sweet baby jesus

Is there going to be a great flood soon? Because every-fuckin-body is pairing up.








Katie and Eric are married, they'll probably start popping out some kids relatively soon. Gotta repopulate you know?
See some pictures by Leslie here.

fantastical

mis-SNAP

I keep coming back to this.



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Oh my GAWD! I love strangers writing to me. It's my favorite thing.

"Hi Bree.
My name is You min-ji.
I'm 15 year-old Korean girl.
I live in Ansan, S.Korea.
I go to Gwansan Middle School.
I have dark brown eyes and hair.
I love reading books, and my favorite one is Le Petit Prince
I love Kimchi and Bulgogi.
Three sides of Korea are surrounded by the sea except north.
I'm so sad that Korea is divided into two parts. South and North.
How about visiting Korea. if you have a chance?"

i. love. wikipedia.
Ansan - Kimchi - Bulgogi



Also how are you supposed to feel when an 85 year old woman writes "I'll never forget you" in a graduation card? I mean she can put whatever the hell she wants because there was a check in that card. But really what the eff? Am I traveling to distant parts of the solar system?

Danny DeVito

I was so close to him that I could nearly count the hairs on his little head. But it wasn't enough to get to meet him and take a picture. Sure he is only like one of my heroes and yes maybe I sent him an invite to my senior show. I mean that's fine, that's whatever. I handled the disappointment like a big girl.

"oh my gosh! you guys, we should go camping!"

"Yeah, so you can spend six hours exploring and building a fort. And then the next three days complaining...? I don't think that sounds like a good idea Bree."

"Yeah forget that. Camping's boring."

YES! best self portrait in the history of the world

...well my world anyway

part of today consisted of:
Having a job interview that the lovely Emily Denlinger helped me with!

I got a free coffee and apparently she spoke highly of me.

Also I enjoy sending and receiving text messages from Emily even though she is on vacation in the woods. <3

THEN:

Mamma Welch inviting me to use the computer in the photo office with her. I fetched her an iced mocha, looked at pictures of her grandson at Dutch Wonderland and listened to her tell the F&M students that they have to make test strips.

She saw some of my wedding photographs and said "That's interesting."

She and the F&M kids have a field trip tomorrow, but she'll be there on Wednesday if I want to use the office again, so she won't be bored.

She doesn't have to say it... I know she cares.
Also I forgot to give her the change from her drink.


Something about the way nearly all my former professors help me out and just generally treat me... I don't know.
If I was a professor and I had a student like me... well the term "chaps my ass" comes to mind.

Hudsoncapped

Function: adjective
Date: 2008

sometimes offensive : of the same or relating to the poor quality acting skills possessed by Jennifer Hudson; the act of being able to turn good things into shit.

See also: Jessica Simpson, Mandy Moore, and Ice Cube

Example sentence: Tom hudsoncapped the car by washing it with Brillo pads.