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It’s 7:00. I got up at 6:35. I got to bed at 2:00 after a very long day. Today I’m helping the photographer I’m working with tomorrow
It’s 7:00. I got up at 6:35. I got to bed at 2:00 after a very long day. Today I’m helping the photographer I’m working with tomorrow
To hell with the road trip for now. It’s Tokyo. It’s got to be Tokyo, dammit. Tokyo or bust. Tokyo or nothing. Look out Tokyo
So I’m getting worried about my car. It’s gotten such that, if I stop at a stoplight or something, and give it too much gas
“I forget – what’s your major?”“Economics”“Dude – you’re a bean counter!”“No…you’ve got it all wrong. I’m a bean forecaster.” Ah, good times…
Today’s shoot got moved to next Wednesday. I’ll work then, and I did get $50 in a cancellation fee today, but I really wanted to
Tonight I was given a friendly warning from a friend of mine telling me not to set my assisting rate too high, lest I risk
So apparently I do better with like 6 hours of sleep than I do with 8 or so. Go figure. I know this because, recently,
Chicago…the city where I misplaced my hat. Somewhere in the course of today’s activities, I managed to misplace my hat and sunglasses. As I see
The following is someting I wrote about a year ago, and since have edited a handful of times. Just thought some of you might like
So I got a roll of Ilford XP2 so I could take some pictures of Chicago, get them developed down at Walgreens, and scan the