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This photo was an "oops" but for some reason I just love it, so I thought I would post it.
Libby at 2 months.
Those occasional photographic accidents….disastrous or fortuitous? evetheblog.wordpress.com/2025/07/06/oops/
I'm so glad I saw that break in the fence before she did! Chasing pigs by myself is miserable and I hope to never do it again. Ever.
(She is starting to look pregnant, I think.)
The big plus of the helmet mount is that it eliminates a lot of vibration and the swaying back and forth when going hard.
The big minus is that one has no idea what is going to be recorded, and the helmet/camera can shift from where one thinks it is, and one has to use a lot of trial and error to get the up/down angle right.
Not right here, so I have twenty minutes of my front tire!
Tears of a Clown - Smokey Robinson and the Miracles
Last night Paul was dropping me off after Funktion when a shiny new Mercedes McLaren raced up the street and drove right into the Vedanta Church's iron gate, pictured here. We parked and ran down the street to make sure everyone was OK. Two Persian boys in their early 20s were the occupants of the car. They were fine but desperately trying to flee the scene. The driver was trying to reverse out and accelerating but not going anywhere- just blowing up dust all over the sidewalk. His friend, meanwhile, was on side of the car trying to push it out. Funny thing is, the right from wheel was turned sideways, axl busted I'm sure. His friend kept elling him to turn the steering wheel and while he did, the wheel never actually moved. We were trying to help but there was obviously no reasoning with them. Pretty soon after that, an older man from the church came out. He asked if they were ok, inspected the scene and started to write down the license plate number of the car. The guy outside of the car got in his face and said "lose that piece of paper. we'll pay you in cash, right here, right now," and proceeded to take out a ridiculous roll of money from his pocket. All 100s. The man from the church wasn't interested in that and said he wanted to do deal with this situation by reporting it to the proper authorities. This made the young guy really mad and he started to get in his face, like he wanted to fight him. Paul and I ran over, I told the guy to calm down because this man was likely a priest from the church and to realize that he hadn't struck the gate of a private residence, it was a CHURCH. Pretty soon, the driver knew he was fucked, got out of the car and started saying shit like "There was another car flying down the street and I veered to get out of the way. There was no where else I could go!" Yea fucking flat out lie. Paul and I looked at each other, and knew cops were about to come and though we'd witnessed the whole thing we began to feel really scared that if we were to tell the cops what we saw, that those guys might retaliate. I live less than half a block up the street, and the last thing I want is for some stupid, rich idiot kids to start fucking with me for giving a statement. Paul walked over to the guy and said "If I were you, I'd grab the keys and just leave...get the fuck out of here or you're going to get arrested for a DUI." The guy shook his head, walked over to his friend (the driver) and started conversing in Farsi at which point Paul and I just walked away. I hung out in my living room trying to hear what was going on. I heard cops arrive. I heard a tow truck. I never actually heard the boys' voices again.
NUTS.
OOOHHH WHAT A SWELL PARTY THIS WAS...
Wild red tulips, must have partied hard, telling me about an awful headache........... LOL. And yes, I was listening. We are in full communication again! LOL
It is said that: Art is Expression of the imagination............
I wish you a day full of peace and goodness, thanx, M, (*_*)
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The best plans sometimes go wrong. What started off as a lemon risotto almost ended up as lemon and finger risotto. Parmesan, a large knife and a unsuspecting finger. Oops. Lucky I'd finished with the lemons, and wasn't cuting chilli.
SomeTimes I Do mistakes,,
But yes.. i Dont mean it..
im sorry Everyone if i did Something rong by mistakes,,
am not an anGel ,, and Expect me to be a better person next time..
So OOps ! ill never do it again !
#90. Jules, Tate and their cousins decorated Easter eggs with their Grammy (my mom) today. I dropped one on it's way to the fridge.
Edited, darkened the interior of the car so you could(sort of) see what happen outside.
best viewed large(so you can actually see what happened)
(Scroll for the bloody beauty) Because I'm an idiot, I sliced my finger open while trying to fix my candy corn button that broke the other day. Because I'm a loser, I took photos of it.
Not much you may say, a scraping of paint and a slightly damaged rear end, but that's pretty bad going for an almost new bus, which had just been swiped by T419 XVO. After some sorting of paperwork and an apology both buses were on their way.
Common hazard of an ultra-wide (in this case 8mm) lens: if you're not careful, you end up with your feet in the picture!