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Well its great to be back in Chico.
The next couple of posts will be from last semester,
as well as late summer
and over the holiday break.
I just got some film back from the lab,
to which I am pleased with greatly.
getting film back never gets old.
its like little mini Christmas’,
seeing frames for the first time in months, maybe years is a special moment.
Well, here they are,
this is morgan. he likes tequila.
he loves the Packers and the Farve.
he is nice man.
hers is the one and only dylan, more of him to come much later.
The next few are from early in the Fall 07 Semester.
I took a trip down the Feather river just outside of Chico with Nick Osti and friends.
It was a great day.
This is only Part I, the pre-party.
The myth, the man, the laugh, the rhymes, the Frosti.
The next is a little party sequence.
More to come from that day soon, but not in this post.
I will end this on a rediculous display from Orange County.
These are real speed bumps.
over 7 feet long and 15 inches high.
I took this one from the curb level.
oh, and this last photo.
Gotta run. more to come.
Gonna drop one on ya.
just a little bit.
just ta see if you like it. . .
a few tips first. 😉 pun intended.
wake up earlier, its rewarding.
listen to CRS, Justice, Air, Cinematic Orchestra, Portugal The Man, and Rogue Wave and Jose Gonzales.
drink more. who was I kidding?
Watch Weeds, The Office, Its Always Sunny In Philadelphia, The L Word, and of course, Entourage.
Keep up on current events, balances you and keeps you from being a zombie to one aspect of your life.
Screw it, watch anything HBO has to offer. Especially in the next five years.
Go to Vegas at least once a year.
explore the outdoors around you,
investing in a DVR or TIVO is like diversifying your life portfolio.
ride a bike or walk if you can. LA is the exception.
Never give homeless people money.
Give them food,
gift certificates to someplace they can get food,
or give them your attention.
Not all problems can be solved with money.
but what do I know.
here are some frames ya little rascals.
Missing DC a bit. or at least the friends I made there. Be back at the end of Oct.
Miles Lavin everybody.
Playing softball in front of the capitol was amazing.
played with a former Congressman, Rep. Istook.
. . .
real mature Rondell. . .
Now for some VT deep cuts.
That place changed me for the better.
Now some hometownchicoshots.
“I get by with a little help from my friends” – Ringo Starr.
I’ll start with my NY trip.Loved shooting that city out.
I hadn’t been there since childhood,
so it was a much different experience.
The amount of people that are around you
walking next to you,
on the subway,
at the park,
at Starbucks or whatever. . . it seems you can’t have a private moment in public.
But then there were times, especially at Central Park,
where I found my own space to lie down and relax on a summer’s day.
satisfaction, finding peace in a complex, crowded, and crazy city.
the crowd makes rooftops so necessary.
park and rooftops are the places in the city where you can really get away.
inside you have radio, TV, the indispensable internet, and god knows what else.
but in the park and up on the roof,
you either have yourself and your thoughts
or the company of others, just taking it in.
for those are the moments in life when people can truly be themselves.
no competition, no baggage, no self interest,
just friends enjoying each others presence for what it is.
I really treasure those times;
most of the time I get completely engrossed in self matters that I neglect reflection.
Its the simple times that bring me back, center and refocus me, remind me of who I am.
New York, for me, was a breath of fresh air from the hectic life I had in DC.
Not that I wasn’t happy in DC, it just can be a bit overwhelming sometimes,
and the trip to NY helped me stay focused at Heritage, just needed a little breather.
I apologize for not updating as often as I should, DC is coming.
Here are the rest of my frames from the NYC.
They are all pretty much from one day, Jazz in the Park on Sunday, and also a Punk concert in the same park.
Thanks goes out to people who view/read this.
Live Your Life.
Just want to get back on the horse and broadcast some things.
some old debates, some ridiculous questions;
Can you sweat in space?
What is “real” cheese?
How are the likes of Jimmy Kimmel and Carlos Mencia still on the air?
jimmy is a cheesedick and carlos is a hack no-talent ass clown. but they also make more money that I do so who the hell am I but a talking box of common sense and good taste?
So here are the two great ones:
both involve animals.
1.Would you rather get attacked by an Eagle with a baseball bat, or a baby elephant with cleats. swallow that one down.
2. Who would win? A Grizzly Bear or a Silver back Gorilla? Power V. Resourcefulness.
feel free to post answers or reactions, I actually want to know about the people who read this blog.
lets make it interactive.
oh, and I might be able to get to some photos later.
So. . .
Here I /we go:
You can’t sweat in space because you can’t exist. next.
real cheese come from dairy not a factory, oh and happy cows. moving on.
And I would like to get some good input/ arguments for the 2 big ones.
Here are the top musical lists, I’ll get to other things at a later date.
My top 5:
Musical Artists that had the greatest influence on my life
3.Red Hot Chili Peppers
Top 5 Albums
5. Led Zeppelin IV- Led Zeppelin
4 MTV Unplugged- Alice in Chains
3. Morning View- Incubus
2.Blue Album- Weezer
1. Animal Magic- Bonobo
Top 5 Songs (in terms of Influence)
*Under the Bridge- Red Hot Chili Peppers
* Aqueous Transmission- Incubus
5. Juicy- The Notorious B.I.G.
4. Castles Made of Sand- Jimi Hendrix
3.My Name is Jonas- Weezer
1. God’s Bathroom Floor- Atmosphere
Top 5 Hip Hop Artists
3. The Pharcyde
2. Notorious B.I.G.1. 2pac
That one also answers the questions Biggie V. 2pac and Pharcyde V. Fugees.
Top 5 who are no longer with us
5. Marvin Gaye
4. Jim Morrison
3. Elliot Smith -really miss this guy.
2. Bob Marley
1. John Lennon
Top 5 Classic Rock
5. Jimi Hendrix
4. Fleetwood Mac
3. Bob Dylan
2. Led Zeppelin
1. The Beatles
That’s about enough for now.
So I have a grip of photos from last summer that I’m just gonna lay on this update, hope you enjoy.
Lemme take you back to Boston. . .
Hello jm3, it was cold as shit that day. bone-chilling cold.
Love the S series in the snow. lu lu luuuuuuve it.
North End, Union Wharf, Boston. Spring 2007.
View from J’s roof, would have hated to be that guy. Boston, 2007.
This is a special graveyard. . . 🙂 Boston, 2007.
Back to NYC.
My spot at the oval in Central Park.
This guy was all about his dog, they ran around forever.
Good Ol’ fashioned stickball, true NYC culture.
It really is that green.
and that really is a dead rat on Ten Eyck Street, Brooklyn NY. This is my homage to jm3. shit on the ground.
somewhere in the village, NYC. jeeezus. . .
Speaking of the village, here is one of hipsters. nuff said.
Loved using the 24-70. I need one. eventually.
Matt modeling the Red Alert Fall line of shades.
The end of a great day.
back to Brklyn.
Her- “I think the Shins don’t get enough credit” huh? whatever, she was cool. and P is. . . well he’s just P.
Rob “red alert” August in all his glory
two tall ass mofo’s.
So I leave you on a happy note. One ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure.
Hope you enjoyed, I’ll have another up soon.
I said last post that
this next post would
I have some frames
that I’ve never posted.
that is also why I love film.
Getting it back from the lab
if half the magic.
HUMBOLDT BACKPACKING TRIP
on the way. Northern California, 2007.
Orchards. on the way to Humboldt. 2007.
Lone hiker. Beach swamp plains. 2007.
the cast. 2007. This is how you take roll in an outdoor education class.
wading. the best part of the trip. 2007.
hands that heal. hope. VT, 2007.
Students trying to get back to normal after the tragedy and the media frenzy. VT, 2007.
People brought animals to VT to help people cope with loss. VT, 2007.
another therapy dog. VT, 2007.
Ashley Gebb. Las Vegas airport/ the return home. 2007.
Thanks to all the people who read/view this.
Live Your Life.