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Tequila Monday

My windshield this morning...

Class.

Wow. I finally watched Conan's goodbye speech...
Reaffirmation that he is just thoroughly my hero.

Work hard. Be kind.


And as long as we're being encouraging- one my favorites from my London scans:

Cute'n'Putin

First of all- I feel the need to plead ignorance. I know this guy's pretty bad news... I know I should not revere him like I seem to do.
However I cannot help but be totally fascinated by Putin's PR tactics. It's unreal! He rides horses shirtless, he spoke about the importance of rap music at a youth rally, he released his own instructional Judo DVD, and, most important of all, he apparently loves animals. I mean I know people always commented on how much Hitler loved his dog, Blondie (...Blondie.), but Putin's taken the whole Dr.-Doolittle-political-distraction-tactic to a whole new level.
That being said, I do genuinely believe he likes these animals. Perhaps when you've committed so many atrocities and come to view human-kind in such a way they're the only things you can actually relate to anymore.
Anyway- here is the collection of photos I've gathered over the years (yes. years.)
Check it-










...hm... Its all a bit fishy if you ask me. But until I forsake ignorance and start actually reading about the KGB and current events in Georgia and Ukraine, I cant complain.



Wink.

The Comeback

Yahoo!

I finally got our scanner temporarily hooked up and have been able to start scanning my old negatives from last summer.

It feels so wonderful to get my hands dirty again (...my hands are actually very, very clean when I work...). It made me want to drag some extension chords and surge protectors out onto the lawn and pitch a tent and call it my studio.

In other news;
Guess who was in Arnie's office at the State Capitol holding the sword of Conan the Barbarian?


nbd.

RULE BRITANNIA! Pt. VI: Finale

aaand Home. Finished up with a weekend in Oxford and one last night in London. I haven't felt this exhausted in a long long time-

Also- Wasn't it HALLOWEEN when I left?! Now Thanksgiving is next week and I'm already behind on Christmas shopping?? And where did this giant pile of bills come from? And all these republicans?

Oh, how the duties of home descend.

Thanks for the adventure, England.

<3