RIP Captain Goldfish Crackers

My roommate, (whom I have lived with for over a year) informed me this morning that my cat was dead.
Then I, informed him, that my cat has never lived in this house, he lives with my folks.
Regardless, he went to work and I dealt with the dead cat in the bushes.
The Indian man across the street told me, "no worries, it'll come back as something better."
But that doesn't change the fact that I have a dead cat, with no ID on it's collar, in a box, which used to contain, individual packets of Pepperidge Farm Goldfish Crackers, covered by a green striped dish towel, quickly deteriorating on my front porch.

g.o.t.j.g...wait...what...?

I am not completely sure whether I really like this found photograph, or if I like how much it confuses the hell out of me.
A.) what is this a rock garden?
B.) are they trying to be seductive?
C.) does that lady only got one gam?

It's crazy! Just crazy I tell ya!

brown paper : white paper

oh blessed be sunday nights.

TV shows about murder? It's a great way to start off the week!

Dexter (way better than the novel) has had my heart for awhile.

But TrueBlood is winning me over too.
Luckily tivo takes care of this dilemma for me.
My dad and I now really enjoy saying "Sookie, Sookie, Stackhouse."

Believe me I haven't been this excited about tv since Teen Titans started on Cartoon Network.

Sundays @ 9pm
hbo vs showtime - battle to the death.
excuse the pun! but no, seriously watch them.

attention!

Apparently it is not yet released. I will keep you updated.

collect them all? i think not.

I only eat at McDonalds with two people. I am so glad one of them made me go there tonight. Oh my gosh! The Madame Alexander, Wizard of Oz toys are back AND (brace yourself) they have the flying monkeys this time!! AHHHHHH!!!!

In case you weren't sure: two is a couple, three is a crowd, and nine is the perfect number of flying monkeys for the mobile I am creating to hang in my living room.

SO if you should happen to eat at McDonalds often or if you see a child with one you go ahead and feel free to give that one to me.

Unfortunately, it was only after paying for two Happy Meals that the tool behind the counter informed me that they didn't have any monkeys. I got a Wicked Witch and one of the O-Ee-Yah! Eoh-Ah! guards (the bag called them a winkie guard? really?).

"I don't have OCD, your face has OCD."

(aren't you secretly glad that I put this kind of shit on my blog?)

bring on the debate!

Just to clarify something for McCain, this isn't what should happen.
It's so noble of you to try to help out in Washington, but I'd really rather you go to Mississippi and use your words. Don't be like this chinese fighting horse, use your words, John.















Photo from Nat Geo's Week in Photos.

obamMANIA

I volunteered with Emm-Den to do some phone banking for Obama-Biden tonight. I felt I was being a productive and good citizen. Mainly, though because I wasn't there under false pretenses of meeting a celebrity, who I may, or may not have, written a fan letter to in the past detailing how the film Rudy and the characters of Samwise Gamgee and Mikey from The Goonies, merged together (with added lady parts), closely resembles my own life... but in any case, I did it this time for the right reasons.

I'm lookin and I'm likin.

Robin Schwartz via the Women in Photography website.

Anything with kids & animals, slamdunk!

canada dry & tomaters

excuse me while i drool.

click picture to readz

tentatively titled

Jenna Takes a Trip to the ER & Giacomo's Ass.

everything is photograph

It is really strange/funny that five months ago I thought that I wouldn't be involved in photography at all, by any means. But now it's mid september and everyday of my life (well okay not saturday, or sunday, or most evenings) is consumed by this medium. If I had more paranoia, I might even think that photography taking over my daytime body, was more like some sort of a parasite than passion. It's just funny how things work out. There are trade offs though... like not being able to go see the new kids on the block reunion concert in Atlanta... because I have a job now or whatever...
Finally, I have dreams (nightmares) about Photoshop now. Most of them have to do with layer masks.

blurgh.

I was totally disappointed with the film Burn After Reading... I mean the film itself was good and interesting just totally lacking musical inspiration for the Coen Brother. One of their greatest strengths as film makers wasn't utilized. It made me sad/ pissed off.

So to compensate for this bitter aftertaste, Jona and I snuck into watch the last 20 minutes of Mamma Mia. I am just going to go ahead and round it up to saying that was my fifth time seeing it.



not what jona and i were doing (except at Mamma Mia which is just delightful!)

represent.

oh by the way

Shirley MacLaine is my hero (my female hero).

Between "Out on a Limb" and "Steel Magnolias", well, the woman taught me a lot. It's a different kind of life when you're 7 years old and basing a lot of your beliefs on a TV mini-series that co-stars Jerry Orbach and Bill Paxton.

I love you Shirley. I love that I can buy your jewelery on the internets. I love that you hung out with the Rat Pack. I love that you never slept with any of them. I love that you have played Mary Kay and Coco Chanel, that's fuckin awesome, you're fuckin awesome, I'm very sorry I just used the word fuck twice at you Shirley... I just adore you. You're the nice older person to look up to that I never had...

The "Coco Chanel" movie is the first thing to ever make the Lifetime Network watchable for me. I don't even care that you lost the french accent once or twice. So in conclusion, I believe in aliens, and I wish Shirley MacLaine was my G-ma.

Ivan

my sister's eldest.
my giacomo's sworn enemy... naturally i don't photograph him much.

i wish for $

Las Vegas, Nevada

Sat, 10/04 Barry Manilow

Sun, 10/05 Cher

Thu, 10/09 Bette Midler
_______________________

Life can be so unfair. Sometimes I wish I had boring dreams like falling in love or getting a new car... but no. I am doomed to an eternity of being outlandish.

le sigh... that would have been the week of my life.

a fair fair

___________________________________

This is a baby buffalo named Boo.
I petted his head.
He didn't seem to care for that... at all.

just a thought

I want to play the Republican game of "slippery slope" for a second.

Just to remind you how it works, here is an example:
"Gay Marriage" becomes "People Gettin Married to Animals"!!

Now my turn.
"Taking Away a Women's Choice" becomes "Unaborted Killer Alien Babies"!!

Watch out Republicans! They ain't picking sides!

wet n' wild wedding

The last wedding of my summer. You know you have a good couple when they can just laugh off the rain (hurricane). Bless Emily, and Ben, and their awesomely admirable senses of humor.

diarrhea task-force! GO!!

my friends are amazo.

workin

There is something oddly wonderful about sitting in a cubicle, drinking espresso, working on reference numbers for Magnum, singing along to the Labyrinth soundtrack, with a dog running around the office getting into the trash cans. Life is _______.

props 2

Paci for heading back out into the photo work force.
Emily D. for abandoning me with a crazy crackhead on the street.
JWyn for not asking off work in October
Bon for giving me the best look when she asked me if my voicemail was still full.
Justin A. for coming home from two months at the beach with some Russian girl.
Target for having Ella Enchanted on sale for $5.50! God I love that movie.

And finally, Jacob Koestler.
I had no idea who you were, but I really enjoyed your email this morning.

The Little Girl With a Curl

There was a little girl who had a little curl
Right in the middle of her forehead;
When she was good, she was very, very good,
And when she was bad she was horrid.

this is the best thing i've read all month.

dangling by a thread thinner than a strand of hair