Lunch Break Guerilla Photography

The clouds and blue sky were brilliant today, warranting a lunch time photo drive. I work in a beautiful area.

There are some new ones in the Nature and Flowers set too…

Finally, a self-portrait from the end of today’s exploits to show off facial scruff, which prompted a student worker the other day to remark, “So, are you trying to look like a bear,” later covering her remark with some mention of it being a teddy bear she meant. Yeah, that helps. It was amusing. No really I am going more for the George Clooney look. Yeah, that would be Clooney ala Syriana.
Oh, and the camera and I have our first separation tonight. She is off to see Chihuly glass, whilst I go to the ball game. The break will be good. My last picture today was number 903. That is about 300 pictures per week, if you are keeping score at home.
Go Cards!

Side of the Road

One of my happiest thrift store music finds turned out to be a tape of Lucinda Williams’ self-titled release from 1988. It cannot really be purchased any more as a CD and only a few places as a download, though MSN music has it for a good price (you can hear a sample of “Side of the Road” here). Almost every song on here is brilliant in a country-blues sort of way, with many describing life in depressed rural Louisiana. “Passionate Kisses,” which was later, and rather more successfully, recorded by Mary Chapin Carpenter is on here too, and is the peppiest song on the album.
Perhaps my favorite song on the album, though, is “Side of the Road.” There was a time when I would have reacted strongly, in fear, against this sentiment if I were in a relationship and my partner had expressed it. I would understand it pretty well now I think. Indeed, I believe I would own it for myself at times, understanding the need for separation…reflection…creation…recreation…reconnection. The words are brilliant, but your really have to hear the song to get the full effect. Favorite stanza? 2.
Side of the Road
You wait in the car on the side of the road
Lemme go and stand awhile, I wanna know you’re there but I wanna be alone
If only for a minute or two
I wanna see what it feels like to be without you
I wanna know the touch of my own skin
Against the sun, against the wind
I walked out in a field, the grass was high, it brushed against my legs
I just stood and looked out at the open space and a farmhouse out a ways
And I wondered about the people who lived in it
And I wondered if they were happy and content
Were there children and a man and a wife?
Did she love him and take her hair down at night?
If I stray away too far from you, don’t go and try to find me
It doesn’t mean I don’t love you, it doesn’t mean I won’t come back and
stay beside you
It only means I need a little time
To follow that unbroken line
To a place where the wild things grow
To a place where I used to always go
La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la
La la la la, la la la, la la la, la la la
If only for a minute or two
I wanna see what it feels like to be without you
I wanna know the touch of my own skin
Against the sun, against the wind

New to the Blogroll, Long Overdue

For your reading pleasure, two additional ladies from my church who are thoughtful bloggers. Both Claire and Meg are in grad school so blog postings are not necessarily their top priority, but as luck would have it, both have recently posted. And with more readers and commenters, who knows, we may be able to coax more regular entries out of them after all.
Sweet Chicken is in the house with a lovely reflection on the meaning of true friendship. Yes, I get to live with some awesome dudes, or as a group of us labelled them the other night, MOGs, you know, as opposed to their counterparts, WOGs.

Reasons to Clean Your Car

OK, so I have a perpetual struggle with clutter. Rather like Pigpen, it seems a cloud of clutter develops everywhere I go, bedroom, office, and, yes, car. I blame it on entropy. Not having the classic guy reason to strongly battle entropy when it comes to my car i.e. impressing a potential significant other, yesterday I discovered another one, for my camera to see better. My baby needs some clean windshields! And judging by the time we’ve been spending together, I think it is getting serious.
Now, I don’t really recommend taking pictures while driving and talking on the cell phone. OK, so I wasn’t on my cell phone. However, the sky was just too amazing, I was late for house church, and I was very careful, so I risked getting the shots you will see if you click on either the second take of the leaves at my Dad’s or the Busch eagle. Oh, and if you see smudges from the dirty windshield, just pretend that its a cloud. How does one get smudges on the inside of a windshield anyway.
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Hitting the Loop

The Loop in University City is so picturesque that the photos almost take themself. I did have to wait patiently for some of them though (click on the photo above to go to the photostream.. Having a hard time getting going today I elected to take the morning off (and then the afternoon too), and these are the fruits of my walking, as well as the beginnings of another cold, I’m afraid. Also, having been sick so much, I am beginning to think of myself using that antiquated term “sickly.” Groan.
The dangers of smoking

It was only upon looking at this picture on the computer that I realized someone has carved a face into the stump. If I had realized it, I would have turned the cigarette around so it fits better with the title I gave the shot.