Someday I am going to get up and escape this town... go to grad school, get a career, tend a garden, put away the toys and cook dinner, and become a right respectable gentleman. You know, when I grow up... wait, damn it -- I did that. I miss the money and toys. Stupid grad school.

Most of what I have up on Flickr now are scans of pictures my dad took, with most captured during the early 1980s. Any notes associated with the pictures come from what my dad wrote on the slides and are his voice. Comments I have or estimated dates are placed within brackets.