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An annual favorite - this pumpkin cheeseball is delicious! hence the "judges" name for this fun tailgate.
Cheese filled cheese balls, duh. These are good, but really just taste exactly like those breaded macaroni bites...but no macaroni. Wouldn’t get again. #utz #cheeseballs #cheese #eatsonthesheets #halloween
This was shot testing a new lens at said secret location months ago, and it came in handy when making a quick and dirty photo badge for the online event listing.
In the realm of less = more, I probably could have gotten away with just the bottom half, all black. I should shoot some closeups of some well-known aspect of the location, composed so the text can flow around it. Hmm.
While I was waiting for my Vietnamese coffee at The Dessert Gallery, Reagan would run full force into my leg. He would then proceed to throw himself backward on the floor, giggling, claiming that I pushed him. So I said, "Hey Reagan, did you know that your ice cream is sitting outside melting?" The next thing I saw was a dash of lightning out the door. Mere minutes later, Mr. Sticky Fingers there and I ran around the patio snapping photos. Four-year-olds are fun.
Fun with lizard puppet.
Yes. That's my title and I'm sticking to it.
File this one under I'm very very sorry. There were no other photos taken today. Actually, scratch that. I'm not sorry, 'cause I think it's pretty funny. I'll take a side of ham with my cheeseball, please.
I love this one. It looks so cheesy and posed all the way, but I actually got him at a minute where he was shifting expressions. I also like the colors. We're at the Blue Lagoon, which is basically a giant hot tub within a lava formation. The water and sky were crystal blue, and of course they rent blue towels.
November 30th, 2010.
Tell me something sweet to get me by.
School.
Getting to Rehoboth by flipping a coin and taking random roads.
Five Guys.
Waving at thugs.
Walking into Moe's, just to hear them say "Welcome to Moe's!" and then walking out.
Going on a never ending quest for cheeseballs.
SEVEN DAMN DOLLARS.
Leaving said overpriced cheeseballs in the bike section.
Ugly American unsuccessful search.
Plotting to steal the "TACOS" sign.
Stopping next to a corn field and having Doug's car not start.
Checking the bed of the truck to make sure no killers were there.
Almost climbing on a pile of shit.
Did I mention that it was my first time having Five Guys? And did I also mention that it's my favorite fast food place as of today? Yeah.
Never a boring second.
More days like today.
:)
(top: It's so disproportional but I loled.
bottom: BURGERRRRRRRRRR)
See you kids tomorrow!
holy crap, i actually scrapbooked.
cheeseball, i know. the paper tape waves were better before a 2am marker went at them. but ask me if i care?! it felt good to make something.
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Matt stole KC's inflatable collar. That upset KC - she has complex and must have her collar. Matt is so awesome tho - I laughed as I went through these. Such a pair of cheeseballs :)
one of us looks like a cheeseball. Guess which one. Check out William's music www.williamfitzsimmons.com
The only time that Prem seperated his butt from the comfortable leather two-seater couch in the control room was when he had the spontanious idea to run out to the scenic backdrop outside the studio to capture an overused album cover idea that only a Christian rock band could pull off.
We looked out the window and errupted in bowel-shaking laughter. His cheeseball rockstar stance is prominent in 80s glam rock videos but never really noticed in today's mainstream music.
The studio can bring out the most nasty side of band members because recording can be a tedious and arduous task--weighing heavy on one's mental stability. Laughing at your bass player making himself look ridiculous on top of a mountain was the only thing that can fire up the energy needed to move forward.
This wasn't just a cheese ball.
Note the painstakingly laid out crackers, with two circles traveling in opposite directions? This meticulous attention to detail, my friends, was no accident. Culinary art is what this is, a masterwork. The culmination of years cheese ball making practice, and studying of techniques of design.