sucky
Moving sucks big time!
Moving a business sucks worser!!
But I did get a new desk…that is kind of nice.
Moving sucks big time!
Moving a business sucks worser!!
But I did get a new desk…that is kind of nice.
This is an interesting picture….
You are getting sleepy…very sleepy…just listen to the sound of my voice and stare into the light…

So are you hypnotized? OK good…send me money…lots of money. I gots the paypal and stuff. Damn it…what else should I have you do. I guess if I am going to take the time to hypnotize people I should plan out something to have them do first…OH!! I got it…tell everyone you know to read my blog…wait not everyone I don’t want to stupid people reading cause…well they are stupid. So when I snap my fingers you will wake up and spread the news about this great wonderful fantastical blog or whatever it is cause it isn’t really a blog is it…just cause I use blog software to put words on the screen does that make it a blog?
Where was I…oh yeah…snap fingers, wake up, tell people to read this stuff…and…I am forgetting something…oh yeah send me money.
*snap*
So yeah that’s how I got this pic.
If someone takes a picture of someone else’s art who is the artist? Some people would say that photography is not art, but I say those people can kiss my ass. Sure it isn’t painting, but to deny that there is an artisitic element to photography is the same as saying that anybody can take great pictures. Well I shouldn’t say it like that because anyone can take great pictures, but only if they get lucky. But in the same vein anyone can create great art. Hell anybody can take some finger paint and smear it around on the paper and get lucky.
So I guess the difference is vision. When you see the shot or the painting or the sculpture in your head and you can create it. Hell what the fuck do I know, I just point my camera at shit and mash the shutter button and hope I get lucky. The trick is to take a fuck load of pictures…it increases you chances of getting lucky dramatically.
Anyway here is a picture of some art. It is some weird sculpture at Epcot. I liked the texture and thought it might look interesting in a picture.

It’s 4-20 maaaaannnn!!! Like for real maaannn…like 4-20…hahuhaheehaa! <insert more stupid stoner crap here>
OK so today is not 4-20, it’s tomorrow, but I am doing my tribute tonight. Below is a picture of a pot. I don’t really have anything special to say about the pot, it is just some thing we got at a thrift store, apparently we paid $3.75 for it (it has 3.75 written on it). It has some nice patterns and stuff and the colors are very earth-tony.

Damn I need to iron the background or something…
Anyway, I am closing in on the lighting. Most of the pics I have been posting have been touched up a bit. Nothing big just tweaking the levels and shit. Making white look more white. This one is straight off the camera. The background is supposed to be blue…it is a piece of blue fabric…that needs to be ironed.
Something that I had in common with my Grandfather was puzzles. Not the jigsaw kind the brain teaser kind. I would often give him puzzles for gifts. I am pretty sure that he would often look at the solutions because he didn’t have the patience to work out the hard ones. Maybe at one time he would have worked them out, but I think what he enjoyed more than solving the puzzle was understanding how and why the solution worked. You know the mechanics of the whole thing…
He also enjoyed watching someone else try to solve the puzzle. He would often have a bunch of them stashed in his coffee table and would pull them out for people to solve. For a few years he got into magic, but I guess this ultimately became frustrating for him, because he wanted to tell people how to do the tricks which is a no no in magic. So that was the other half of the thing with puzzles. When you couldn’t figure it out he would show you how to solve it.
When he passed away a couple years ago I inherited some of his “toys”. This was one of his puzzles.

Some of the other toys were tops and yo-yos…lots of yo-yos actually. Come to think of it one of his tops should make for a pretty cool pic…I just have to figure a good way to capture it…hmm.

Not only have I been taking a lot of pics lately, but I have also been spending some time reading stuff online. Forums and blogs and message boards and flickr groups and stuff. Something I have learned is that all these picture taker type people call lenses “glass”.
“You need to get good glass.”
“What kind of glass you gots.”
“Save some of your budget for glass.”
At first you kind of say what the fuck, but when you think about it, it makes sense. See the black part of the lens doesn’t make for good pictures. What matters is the quality of the actual lenses inside the black plastic, and those lenses are made out of glass. So a good lens will have good glass inside of it.
Fuck this is boring…so…read this instead.

I always fight with myself about putting the pic at the top or at the bottom. There is little doubt that this one belongs at the top. I think this is the kind of pic where it is great for you to see it before the story.
Those of you from Orlando should recognize that this pic is Orange Ave. in downtown Orlando. I have never though of downtown Orlando as colorful, but this picture managed to capture some great color. So there isn’t a lot of color, but it is pretty good for boring old Otown. And I love the bricks in the building on the left side. Someone should take pictures of all the brick buildings downtown cause I am afraid they will not be around for too much longer. I read that even the weekly building is on the chopping block. To me that is one of the best buildings in Orlando…and they are going to rip it down and put up condos…yippee.
I would have taken some today, but I was just driving through. Yes…I literally took this picture while driving through downtown. I was stopped at a stop light and noticed that it was an interesting view so I grabbed my camera. By the time I got it turned on and the lens cap off the light had turned green. So I put the camera on the steering wheel hit the shutter release and hoped for a decent composition.
I think it came out pretty decent.
So thinking about how I ended my post last night…
I decided to swing by the parking lot where the local osprey is building a nest. Luckily she, I assume it is the she, was standing on her nest. I drove around the parking lot snapping pics from a couple places trying to find the best view. I found a spot that gave me a pretty view of her and the nest. Unfortunately she was facing the wrong way so I started watching her through the camera and started snapping pics whenever she moved. She looked to the side a couple times, but it was the wrong side for a good look. Then she started cleaning or scratching under her wing or something, so I just held down the shutter and fired off a few pics. Then headed home.
When I got home I was pretty surprised when I looked through the pics and found one of her looking right into the camera. So here she is “Ghetto Osprey”.

Anyone want to photoshop a baby duck in her mouth?
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