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Friday, January 18th, 2008
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(primarily me)
I've always wondered how big a light it takes to hit the night sky.
Turns out it takes some seriously big lights, and a fair number of them at that. It probably helps when you have tall buildings with glass windows, though.
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The moon at 5pm.
I've gone to all 12 grades, graduated college, and even taken a course on meteorology. And yet, I'll always scratch my head when I see the moon like this.
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Ever take a really pretty picture by total and complete accident?
I was trying to trace the light from the spotlight across the buildings. I got a shot of one spot, but the other didn't quite catch. This came out great though!
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Tuesday, January 15th, 2008
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I used to live across from the wall where this mural is now.
It wasn't there before, and in fact, it went up in pieces. I saw it before it was all smoothed, and it looked like crap. :D
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This beautiful bowl of pickles is on every table at Pikkles Plus.
Pikkles Plus is the incredibly mediocre restaurant in 10 Penn Center that I keep on going to. For some mystery reason.
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This is my collection of Pentium II chips.
Why do I collect Pentium II chips, with heatsinks, and not use them? Seriously... fuck if I know.
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Sunday, January 13th, 2008
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I'm perfectly open to all sorts of cultures and their foods.
However, to me, and perhaps only to me, the concepts of "Cream of Shrimp" and "Oyster Stew" are just GROSS.
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I'm an impulse buyer. I'm open about it, I accept it.
But I would prefer that the Ghiradelli brand not openly state that they KNOW I'm an impulse buyer.
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This, is in fact, the one thing more delicious than chocolate chip cookie dough.
This, my dear friends - THIS, is butter creamed with sugar and vanilla extract. Before the dry ingredients come, this is pure heaven.
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Thursday, January 10th, 2008
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These are all from the corner of 18th and Arch streets here in lovely Philadelphia.
The top two photos are stickers on a Metro newspapers box.
The bottom photo is the smelliest grate in the city.
Seriously. It smells like death piss.
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Monday, January 7th, 2008
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The Comcast Center building at 18th and JFK.
Why there is a massive dent in the building I will never ever know. I'm PRETTY sure it's deliberate.
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The Comcast Center (left) and The Mellon Bank Center (right) from below.
I looked up randomly and liked the way these two buildings looked against the clouds. Skyscrapers they are not, but close.
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Saturday, September 24th, 2005
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A great many of you, for a great long time, have thought that I'm gay. Gay, queer, homo, like-it-in-the-butt, call it what you will, GAY. And yet, not.
Truth is folks... you only thought you knew how gay I really, truly am.
I have my iron, and my ironing water spritzer bottle, in a basket. It's my ironing basket. Not only do the bottle and iron coordinate, but if you saw the ironing board, you would see that it too matches.
Gay, gay, super gay, ultra, mega, major gay.
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Thursday, August 18th, 2005
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So, went to Trader Joe's today to pick up stuff for the office - snacks [dry roasted, salted pistachios; dark chocolate covered soy nuts; dark chocolate covered raisins] for people to munch on when the come by my cube. Anyhow. They had strawberries for cheap, so I decided that this would be dinner tonight.
mmm dinner.
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Tuesday, August 16th, 2005
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Ever have one of those days where your hair's just BANGIN'? You worked for hours to style it, tossing and turning between the sheets, rubbing your head around and around in circles on the pillows, flipping the pillows, turning them, rotating...
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Here we have some more photos. You know, I'm all about clogging up friends list with multiple photos posts in the span of one day. These are from my trip to Austin, TX where I stayed at the Hilton Austin. I took pictures of the hotel and here they are - it's a gorgeous hotel, and I can't say enough good things about it. But really, I'll let the hotel speak for itself...
( Hilton Austin, here I ... was! )
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This is the Eastern State Penitentiary, specifically the southeast corner. I took this around 8:15pm a few days ago, at the beginning of a letterboxing quest. There's a whole picture series of pretty flowers and things around the penitentiary, but I don't feel like posting those. The box that was supposed to be there wasn't really there, but it was still fun nonetheless. There's a "Eastern State Dog Pen", which is amusing.
This is currently my Desktop on my laptop, but I might switch it to the previous photo of Woodstock Farms. It's also the Desktop on my machine at work, and people are commenting on it enough that I figured I'd post it here. So, without further further ado...
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Ever find yourself driving somewhere and see something that's so beautiful that you just have to take a picture? That's what happened here. I was driving to a client site - Woodstock Farms - and this is their driveway. They're off a paved-but-not-busy road, and the driveway just goes and goes and goes before their offices are located. It's really pretty remarkable, and really remarkably pretty! :D
Anyhow, without further ado...
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Okay, so. I took a ton of pictures in Austin, TX. Of that ton, I've culled the list down to 74 photos. I'll be sharing them in groups, one group per day (hopefully I'll remember), so as not to utterly demolish your friends lists. As per the format of this journal, there will be ONE photo posted and linked, and then the rest of the photos will be placed behind a cut. Trust me, a good portion of these photos are hilarious.
The photos will be in the following groups...
- [13 photos] Austin :: The Hotel Room
- [13 photos] Austin :: The Hilton Austin
- [10 photos] City of Austin
- [09 photos] University of Texas at Austin Alumni Center
- [19 photos] 6th Street & The Drag
- [10 photos] Trip Back From The Drag
(the group in bold will be the group featured in that post).
( holy crap. mom got me upgraded. )
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This is why I shouldn't be allowed to bring my bag into the stall with me when I have to squat at the airport...
In case you can't read it (the camera's not so great with shiny engraved things), the text says "Hiny Hiders" and "H" in both is a stall with a dude behind it. I was just sittin' there and, well... it was hilariously awesome to me :) Thankfully I had my camera with me, and I was able to snap a picture. Pretty hilarious.
More pictures to come from hilarious stuff pertaining to the trip thus far. Mainly the boarding pass for first class and the SPRITE IN A GODDAMN GLASS! SAHWEET!
Moving right along!
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I took a vacation from this journal, but now it's back - sorry for the absence if you missed it :)
The other day I was at the grocery store and I saw butter on sale. $1.99 a pound. $.50 a stick. ... that's a steal for this area. It's usually $3.49 a pound, so, alot more per stick (the earlier division was easy, and I've done enough math today that I'm set for all of 2005).
So, I uh...
... I stocked up! 11 lbs of butter baby. Eight (8!) pounds of unsalted (baking butter), 3 lbs. of salted (toast, cooking)! Man, I am in heaven. I'll be making pies all summer long... blueberry... apple... peach... might even try a strawberry rhubarb!
Anyway. Happiness is butter, and I've got 11 pounds of it in my freezer :D
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Every once in a while, a man by the name of Butch Walker comes to the city of Philadelphia and plays some music for some generally dedicated fans. He usually plays at the North Star Bar (which I think might really be "The Mighty North Star Bar", but whatever). Anyway, it was great when he played there because I lived with a dedicated fan and I liked the music alright, and what with the bar being 2 blocks away, we could go see him and still stagger home drunk! (note the use of "could" and not the use of "ALWAYS WOULD" in regards to the staggering and inebriation). It was a nice, small, intimate show full of ... everything a fan could ask for.
Well, Mr. Walker moved on up in the world and played a larger Philly venue. He played at the "Theatre of Living Arts" or something to that effect - nobody calls it that, they just call it "The TLA". He played a phenomenal show, and since I was there, so was my camera. Before... During... After...
Oh yeah baby...
( ...I got this shiz. )
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It's mid-May in Philadelphia, one of the few times of year when the city's actually nice. Not too humid [though being a DC resident, I love me some humidity], not too buggy, not too hot, not too cold, not too anything. It's nice enough to eat outdoors without the fear of being eaten. That said, I decided to take advantage, and have a meal with a friend.
(There was another person, not just a laptop :D)
Anyhow, the food is below the cut, for those who've seen basically the same thing before, it's 3 grilled chicken breasts, with my "killer veggie medley" (stolen from Whole Foods, but mine is better).
( cue the food )
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Wednesday, May 11th, 2005
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There is a laundry list of complaints that I have with the city of Philadelphia, and while there are several thousand things on that list that I would like to see resolved, there are a few things that I must say that I do appreciate the city for.
At various times in the city's history, the sanitation workers, including the garbagepeople, have gone on strike. When they do, everything goes to shit, and I mean this quite literally. But, when they're not striking, they'll take anything, and I do mean anything, you put out on the street. If you have a large appliance or something massive, they require a day's notice, but only one day, and if you try to give them more than one day, they just tell you to call back.
I must say, I was truly surprised to come home and find that all of the trash that I'd put out this morning had been taken. Especially when it massed to something like...
It was a massive undertaking, getting all that out. What pisses me off is that there's an alleyway/easement type thing between me and the house next door, which has been converted into apartments, and the easement always gets shit DUMPED in it. Now some of the time it's bagged, but some of the time it's not, and yesterday I just went nuts and started bagging their trash to put it out. If this happens again I'll go totally postal and start emptying the shit that they don't bag in their fucking entrance. It's lunacy.
Anyway, there's actually MORE trash than is shown there, but I don't feel like posting the full set of pictures. Suffice it to say that was the mountain of trash that I created yesterday and that was awaiting me this morning. Alot of it is yard waste from what I've been doing to the backyard, which I'll post pictures of at some point soon.
Anyhow. Picture-post. Yay :)
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So, on Sunday - May 1, 2005 - I went for a walk. I went for a walk with Michelle. I went for a 5 mile walk with Michelle. But most importantly, I went for a 5 mile walk with Michelle to help fight multiple sclerosis. Yeah, I did the MS Walk. Yeah, I did the MS Walk in the wrong shoes. Yeah, I did the MS Walk in the wrong shoes and Photo-Blogged the whole thing.
I'm gonna stop doing the repetition thing.
( and I'm gonna start doing the photo blog thing )
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Taken at Laurel High School in Laurel, Delaware, the back that this massive sticker resides on belongs to my stepfather, John. It was discovered and removed by the sister Alice, removed from a porta-potty that I would later have to use. I must say, that based on the potty that I made use of, I have to agree. These guys really are the number one in the number two business. I only did a number one though. Number two doesn't happen in a porta-potty unless I'm going to explode.
Hilarious. Such perfection.
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