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We got our glider chair & ottoman on Friday. Mike & his Dad replaced the ceiling fan. Hoping the rug and furniture will be in next week.
Los Angeles, 2007
Ed, David, and I had lunch down at Angelique Café and our waiter, Bruno, was something of a novelty for a Los Angeles server: he wasn't an actor, but a photographer. (It seems about 99% of waiters and waitresses in L.A. are seeking careers in entertainment.) He loved chatting with us about our cameras.
24 June 2008
6:13 pm
Everything is fanning out in different directions, all at the same time, and I don't know what to think, or what to do, or how to feel about it.
I know majority of what's happening, and happening bad, is because of the good things that I've been getting lately. Which is my ultimate fear times a bajillion. I try to keep my pessimism at bay, but I've always had this healthy fear of things going wrong because I've been enjoying life the past few weeks. I know I deserve to be happy, and lord knows the frequency of that happening in my life has been rare and few. However, I am afraid of the things I'm getting in return for a moment of grandeur, of happiness.
I want to talk about so many things just going awry right now, and god it's just Tuesday but I'm really freaking out. My father's health, the job I want, the things I want to do.
I can hear my mother in my head talking to me, saying, It's because you don't pray you don't talk to God yadda yadda yadda, but just because I'm agnostic doesn't mean I don't suffer like a Catholic. I still do. All this goddamn guilt. Thinking of what I did wrong. Thinking of my actions, and how it led to all these, even if some of the things are way out of my control.
I'm sorry if this is such a meltdown, but I just have to say it. I feel that it's back to zero all over again, back to square one, back to the drawing board. Gah. I fail at life so horribly. Please let me make it through the rest of the week.
Main lobby at Best Western hotel in Fredericksburg, Texas, with the longhorn cattle head above the fireplace
After my Nuit Blanche trek on the weekend, I still didn't much feel like going out to find a photo Monday night. Sitting in my office trying to figure out what to shoot I tilted my head back in my chair and found it.
One of our customers stenciled the Alyssa Rose design on her ceiling fan blades and as a ceiling medallion above it.
The Daily Shoot assignment for 2010/04/29:
As you walk through a door today, pick one at random, take a moment see what's around you and make a photo.
"But you know those words that you said/ They get stuck here in my head/ And this feeling I dread, it makes me wish I was dead/ Or just alone instead, I'll be alone instead/ I don't need anyone in my bed/ Just these ceiling tiles falling through my head," The Airborne Toxic Event
This white, wobbly 1980s monstrosity of a ceiling fan was in my bedroom until recently. It is now gone. I don't miss it.
Khanom Nakhon Si Thammarat Province Thailand Thai Southeast Asia Asian - (c) Fully Copyrighted. Images strictly not available for free. If needed ask for conditions + written agreement
Darek is home from school for Christmas break.
The Triad added lights to the living room & master bedroom fans.
I really don't mean to take so many pics of my damn ceiling fan, but I've been trying to find letters for the alphabet group, X is easy, but hey, it's a start.
If you've ever had your hairdo ruined by a ceiling fan
For TRP - You might be a redneck
*No celing fans were harmed in the making of this photo*