06 September 2011
29 August 2011
13 August 2011
11 August 2011
26 June 2011
Lordie.
Friday's historic events kinda left me in the mood to celebrate Pride this year, even though I've been kinda worn down and apathetic about... well, pretty much everything.
I got up rather early (for me) on Sunday and got a boatload of chore-like housekeeping stuff done, then headed off to Manhattan to meet up with Topher, with whom I took in the wonder that is the West Village during the Heritage of Pride March and Pride Fest.
I found the mood of the place rather placid, or, rather, no more raucous than it had been in years past, despite the stunning and heartwarming victory the community has scored in the legislature just two days before. And even though I'd carried my camera around for most of the day, I didn't really capture many great photos. But I did capture this.
I got up rather early (for me) on Sunday and got a boatload of chore-like housekeeping stuff done, then headed off to Manhattan to meet up with Topher, with whom I took in the wonder that is the West Village during the Heritage of Pride March and Pride Fest.
I found the mood of the place rather placid, or, rather, no more raucous than it had been in years past, despite the stunning and heartwarming victory the community has scored in the legislature just two days before. And even though I'd carried my camera around for most of the day, I didn't really capture many great photos. But I did capture this.
25 June 2011
Hello, There.
It would appear that, when I'm not posting photographs, I don't have much to do on this blog anymore. I'd like to blame it on someone else, but the truth of the matter is that work and life haven't left me with a lot of time for contemplating the wonders of the universe and recording those observations here.
Well, actually, that's a crock of bullshit.
I actually don't have any less time than I have at any point in the past. The problem, I suspect, is that I can't focus. I spend too much time allowing myself to be distracted.
Just saying. And apparently, I was just saying it three years ago, too.
Well, actually, that's a crock of bullshit.
I actually don't have any less time than I have at any point in the past. The problem, I suspect, is that I can't focus. I spend too much time allowing myself to be distracted.
Just saying. And apparently, I was just saying it three years ago, too.
31 March 2011
Columbus Circle Subway Station
24 March 2011
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