a blog in three images.

My friends Jeff and Becca (top) are playing at the Stork Club (center), and there are a lot of good reasons why it will probably be more fun than what you were planning to do tomorrow night(last).

come on out!

I went to

Tahoe.

Everly schmeverly.

One of my favorite things of all time are covers. I am of the opinion that there can never be too many versions of an awesome song.

My best friend made me a mix cd with a lot of oldies on it and it included that 'Dream' song by the Everly Brothers. I totally forgot how nice that song feels in my ears! And I thought the only thing that would make it supremely badass is a ukulele--
so I did a cover;

Jessica Caisse – All I Have To Do
(i think you just click on the song name.)


ALSO! Tomorrow is the opening for an awesome looking photo show in the city which I cannot make it to- which is uber lame. It's featuring my friend Sean McFarland- who also used to be my photo teacher. He makes really really beautiful images--
The show is at the Marx & Zavattero Gallery on 77 Geary St. Click that-a link for my info, yo'.

Rearview mirrors are awesome

If you're farsighted/ a slow reader/ hungover from pre-fourth of July festivities (lush.), skip the text and just go straight to the tritych at the end. That basically sums it up.

For the rest of you;

You know how when you're biking really fast down a street with parked cars on one side and rush hour traffic on the other, and you think to yourself, 'man. How much would it suck if someone just opened their car door in front of me right now and I went flying over my handlebars into the middle of the road and messed up my leg and ended up lying there in the street surrounded by receipts and tampons from my overturned purse?'.
probably not. I wouldnt know anything about that.
Until Thursday.

I actually got pretty lucky- when i realized what had happened I managed to sit up and get myself on the the sidewalk, and these three 5 or 6 year old kids were standing there looking freaked out.
One of them asked 'What happened??'
I was still sort of stunned, I said I fell off my bike.
The kid said 'Did you get hurt?'
I said I think I hurt my leg and sat back a little too look at it and there was a lot of scrapes and some blood so the kids all went 'Woooa!! Eeeeeew!'
I think one of them asked if I was okay which was cute. This woman had just come out of yoga or something and said she was a doctor and check me out to make sure i didnt break anything. The guy that hit me seemed way more freaked out than I was. He got my things and my bike out of the road and was really apologetic and obviously felt awful.
No worries, man. Karma thinks I had it coming.

DRAMA!
I'm fine. More than fine. I look seriously badass with all my badges of PAIN. I also got a chance to drive around inland and shoot some nice landscapes this weekend.

I managed to sum up the events with this lovely triptych:




(click to view. this preview is no good.)


(BUYAHELMET!)

women are born in love (love love love love)

i added some new photos to my flickr.

...come on. It's that or check your facebook again. Trust me, your friend has not made their move on Scrabbulous yet.

happy Flag Day!

ouch!


I've been experiencing a multitude of figurative, financial and literal stings lately.


The Wine Auction was this week in Napa Valley. Oprah was in town; I heard that a friend of a friend was standing next to her and Oprah started raving about the woman's shoes and how spectacular they were, so the woman actually took them off and offers them to her. Oprah happily accepted them, put them on her feet, and put her own shoes in her purse.
...What? Oprah gets a new pair of shoes, homegirl gets the best party story ever. Everyone's happy.


So back to the stings-- I will: produce, get innovative, and not jump off of 6 foot walls in thong sandals.

...it is flag day, right?



"The Longer I live the more I see that I am never wrong about anything, and the pains I have so humbly taken to verify my notions have only wasted my time." -George Bernard Shaw

a million billion trillion

a man who had fallen among thieves
lay by the roadside on his back
dressed in fifteenthrate ideas
wearing a round jeer for a hat

fate per a somewhat more than less
emancipated evening
had in return for consciousness
endowed him with a changeless grin

whereon a dozen staunch and leal
citizens did graze at pause
then fired by hypercivic zeal
sought newer pastures or because

swaddled with a frozen brook
of pinkest vomit out of eyes
which noticed nobody he looked
as if he did not care to rise

one hand did nothing on the vest
its wideflung friend clenched weakly dirt
while the mute trouserfly confessed
a button solemnly inert.

Brushing from whom the stiffened puke
i put him all into my arms
and staggered banged with terror through
a million billion trillion stars

-ee cummings

Isn't that beautiful??

I haven't written in a long time. I finally finished my semester and have been indulging in all my new-found free time. It is wonderfully, breath-takingly quiet! I've had time to get done everything I'd been putting off for five months-- business cards, buying a bike, fixing camera, balancing checkbook, etc-- and just enjoying myself.
Summer vacation!!!!!

I never posted photos from my awesomely-hecktic Alabama/ Chicago/ Portland spring break trip.
Here are some-