From CO

Camera

I was given a camera for Christmas, and so the postings will start consisting more of "original work." To start, there is a joke about how every burgeoning photo student will find their own feet much too interesting--so, here you go.

The tree is fake but the face is real?

But who cares about any of this, anyway, as long as the consumer spending is REAL? Merry holiday eve--Happy festivalizations....more to come.

p.s. We made it to D-town. notice the incessant, continual, ever-penetrating sunshine?

The Coming Days

M. and I (with great trepidation) will be flying to D-town tomorrow. I am always scared of something of the following:

Should this not occur, (oh please!) we will arrive tomorrow night.

Then, we will enjoy food and drinks with friends an family. So if you are near, let's get together (I'll be the rabbit).

Ok, I am sure that most (I guess I could be everyone) reading this has long forgotten the crash. Not me, it's pathological, my muscles are becoming tense just at the thought. To end on a better note (sorry to all those with road travel plans),

Side Effects May Occur. No, Really.

Wait for it...

God Wears Victoria's Secret

On Saturday M. and I went to our favorite/only independent movie rental store to find out that they are closing. While this is upsetting news, it did give us a chance to buy some favorite films (they were selling off their whole collection). Among those now on my bookshelf are "Sleeper"(above) and "Deconstructing Harry" by the great W. Allen. Here is a bit from the latter: 

"Remember how we discussed Freud once?

Freud said the two most important things in life...are the work that you chose and sex.

Those two things. Women...are God."

  
"God's a woman?"

"No. I'm not saying that. We don't know if there's a God...but there are women.

Not in some imaginary heaven, but right here on earth.

And some of them...some of them...shop at Victoria's Secret..."