Day Twenty Nine - Oh Hey Doggy

First thing that comes to mind when I look at this photo is the song Gordon used to sing on Seasame St all those years ago.

"One of these things is not like the other. One of these things just doesn't belong. Can you tell which of these is not like the other by the time I finish my song."

And of course by the time he's finished singing "song", the song is in fact over. Pretty unfair really.
I should also mention that Max actually pointed out these dogs to me as we were walking through Salamanca today. They were so cute. As you can see.

Three middle aged women sitting around a table just to my left made all sorts of remarks about kodak moments and beautiful photos and something about how i should win a prize. People are funny. So are dogs.

On that note you should watch The Room. It will give today's title a little more meaning. Really.

Nikon D200
50mm f1.8 at f2

Here's another photo from today. Bokeh. Whatever.

Day Twenty Eight - Studio

It wasn't the most productive day today at all. Dull and depressing weather never gives me much of a motivation to do anything. Not getting paid enough and fucking up your plans for the week can also put a damper on things.

I bought two bits of mdf today and made a makeshift desk for all my recording and computer gear. Better than it all living on the floor beside my bed.

Another self loathing, self portrait. Enjoy. Hate. Love. Rainbow.

Day Twenty Seven - Condiments

It's almost 1am thursday. I haven't uploaded anything in two days. I guess I don't really have a decent excuse aside from work and bad weather. But they're both pretty poor excuses.

Anyway this morning I went to a cafe that had the above engraved into their pepper grinder. I'm not really sure why. I can't see anyone feeling the urge to run off with a ratty old grinder from a small cafe. Furthermore, I can't imagine how a $5 item being stolen would prompt them to lift their prices. People are idiots. But they intrigue me so much at the same time.
This shot below was taken about half an hour later from inside the car looking out.
Mail boxes.