Monday, November 28, 2005
Better Together
There's no combination of words I could put on the back of a postcard. No song that I could sing, but I can try for your heart. Our dreams- and they are made out of real things- like a shoebox of photographs with sepia tone... LOVE is the answer atleast for most of the questions in my heart... Like why are we here? and where do we go? and how come it's so hard? It's not always easy and sometimes life can be deceiving. I'll tell you one thing, it's always better when we're together... Yeah, we look at them stars when we're together... we're somewhere in between together... Yeah, it's always better when we're together.
~ Jack Johnson
~ Jack Johnson
Photo Booth
Don't remember how or where I picked up the "lip" thing... however, I do know that it dates back to days in high school (which is the timing of this picture here). My mom first noticed it about me... that I would unintentionally form my lips this way when looking in a mirror. Of course, she had to pass the knowledge on to my friends who never cease to make fun of me!
A Poem of Friendship
We are not lovers
because of the love
we make
but the love
we have
We are not friends
because of the laughs
we spend
but the tears
we save
I don't want to be near you
for the thoughts we share
but the words we never have
to speak
I will never miss you
because of what we do
but what we are
together
~ Nikki Giovanni
because of the love
we make
but the love
we have
We are not friends
because of the laughs
we spend
but the tears
we save
I don't want to be near you
for the thoughts we share
but the words we never have
to speak
I will never miss you
because of what we do
but what we are
together
~ Nikki Giovanni
Sunday, November 27, 2005
Friday, November 25, 2005
The Joys of Winter in Maine
The sound of this photo is my Dad bitching at me. As usual, I drive my car to the base of the hill (driveway) so that I can avoid the walk down. I often get stuck there since my tires are crappy, and I don't have four-wheel drive. Sometimes, my Dad will have to pull me out. On this particular day (Thanksgiving), it was so slippery that my Dad couldn't even get me out. I was stuck at my parents' for another night.
First Snowfall
Thanksgiving Day was really strange. It started off cold and then windy... and then started to snow. By the time 2-3 inches had accumulated, it then started to rain. A thunder and lightning storm cut off the electricity and phone lines. I gave thanks to the generator. Without it, we wouldn't have had turkey!
Sunday, November 20, 2005
Friday, November 18, 2005
Jason's First Kill
Sunday, November 13, 2005
Friday, November 11, 2005
Just Married
Wednesday, November 09, 2005
Saturday, November 05, 2005
Reeking of Effort
Just can't seem to get the hang of it... Nowhere
near the natural photographic editor that JKirlin
is... How does he do that?
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