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Home decorating your revolutionary pride in Concord, MA.
Naturey and reflective self-portrait, thinking about deep stuff and stuff.
I'd read this book based on the headshot alone.
The follow-up, "3,500 Bad Jokes You Keep To Yourself" didn't sell too well.
Parallelograms or, as I Iike to call them starting now, drunktangles.
Cave In at the Middle East Downstairs, 11/22/09.
I moved. And also I just realized I've posted a photo every day for more than a year now. Thank you for checking them out.
I like the asymmetry of the face.
Look at the little slice of pizza etched into the window-fog in the upper left-hand corner. It's a miracle!
BEW!
Framing was always a problem of mine.
If you've ever watched The Wire, Baltimore looks exactly like that, even from the train. Everything in view is sad and corroded. At one point we passed a bunch of guys fighting pitbulls behind a warehouse near the tracks. Every person I saw on the streets was kind of teetering slowly along, looking dumbfounded. Maybe I just passed through on an off day.
A mouse died in this alley once, by the hands of Christian and me, and a discarded nighttable. It was for the best, the mouse was stuck in a glue trap that the exterminator had set. But it was pretty upsetting. What psycho invented glue traps anyway? He should be laid on one in this alley, with a wheel of cheese on his lap.
T-shirt was not purchased during actual tour.
I checked as best I could, but I don't think there were any eggs.
Vermont, literally.
The mirror makes this picture.
Roger and Kevin doing their best Wii faces.
Bread truck rocks. Lawnmower.
A plum a day keeps you cute.
It actually said NO FUN, but I cropped it because having FUN is where it's at. Having NO FUN is somewhere else, and it's lame there.
Matt's Freddy Mercury legs.
Happy Halloween, from a creepy severed baby head. (Not from a real baby).
Old Hill Burying Ground, Concord center.
Windowshade monolith.
Roxanne when he was a baby kitten. We didn't realize he was a boy until later, but the name stuck.
Nature's furry lumberjacks strike again.
Ben Carr of the band 5ive, 2001 or 2002.
This picture of Jesus is holographic. But my camera is not, so you'll have to imagine.
EDIT: I should have said "lenticular" instead of "holographic". The second sentence remains true.
Knock knock. Who's there...
I originally printed this photo very lightly (see here). The idea was to give it a ghostly, faded, ancient quality. Years later I dig the print out and use the magic of computer to darken it, and now it's ten times closer to capturing the feeling I was going for in the first place.MULLINSKI.
Un-celebrating the Patriot's playoff loss in 2008.
It's fall.
If they're on mouse patrol, why are they fighting? If anything, they should be helping each other fight the mouse scourge.
A gust of wind caused the fire pit (FIRE PIT!) to obscure this shot of Christopher modeling his pink macrame hat with pig ears. UNFORTUNATELY.
"Listen lady. I got an acorn here. Don't mess.""Listen kid. You got a mullet and a t-shirt with a snow-tiger fighting a dragon. You are win."
This is... no.
Inside a building at Pompeii.
Tired and grumpy. But cake was to come.
Stencil on an electrical box, train stop on the Fitchburg line.