Sushi Night
It's been a long time since I've gone out with the purpose of having sushi. Sure, I've had it now and then at a Chinese buffet, but that's just a side effect of going to a Chinese buffet. Last Friday my girlfriend and I decided to go out for Sushi, breaking my unintended streak. It was pretty good, but I'm thinking next time we'll go someplace better. At least I hope it's better, because I felt like this sushi had a lot of potential it wasn't living up to. Anyway, it was a lot of fun, and a good dinner! Check it:
Birthday in the River Market
Last year for my Birthday I gathered a few of my closest friends in the River Market area of Kansas City for dinner and an evening out in our old neighborhood. I decided to go down there a bit early and spend some time alone with my Olympus. As I write this almost a year later, I can't help but think about how badly I need to do this more often. Equipped with what I think is one of my favorite films, I shot the better part of a roll while slowly roaming. It was so nice, and so relaxing, which was one of the reasons I took up photography in the first place.
To be completely honest, I've been eagerly anticipating posting these photos for a while. I can't entirely explain why I waited this long, but I have a habit of sort of hoarding photos. It isn't that I want to keep them for myself, it's more that I'm just not very good about sharing sometimes. I love all of these photos so much though, that I have to share them all. Not only did I want to share them all, but I think they deserved to be shared together... And I don't blog enough. Really, I don't take enough pictures anymore. I need to fix that, and fast. I don't go on enough walks, instead I run. I need more creativity in my life, and these photos are a reminder to myself of this fact.
Sorry there's no humor in this post. I almost always try to keep it light and toss in a few jokes here and there (even if I'm maybe the only one who finds me funny sometimes). For some reason I just started writing tonight and this is where it went. And I'm OK with that; as long as I keep my promise to myself to start shooting more photos.
To be completely honest, I've been eagerly anticipating posting these photos for a while. I can't entirely explain why I waited this long, but I have a habit of sort of hoarding photos. It isn't that I want to keep them for myself, it's more that I'm just not very good about sharing sometimes. I love all of these photos so much though, that I have to share them all. Not only did I want to share them all, but I think they deserved to be shared together... And I don't blog enough. Really, I don't take enough pictures anymore. I need to fix that, and fast. I don't go on enough walks, instead I run. I need more creativity in my life, and these photos are a reminder to myself of this fact.
Sorry there's no humor in this post. I almost always try to keep it light and toss in a few jokes here and there (even if I'm maybe the only one who finds me funny sometimes). For some reason I just started writing tonight and this is where it went. And I'm OK with that; as long as I keep my promise to myself to start shooting more photos.
Mooring
I'm fascinated with all things nautical; I really should make a career of it somehow. I love learning about all the different kinds of ships out there. From your freighters and tankers to mega-luxury cruise ships, I want to know all about them. I sort of wished that I was awake and out of my room each morning when I awoke to see us in port already so I could see us docking. I did get to see some workers pulling up the mooring lines one afternoon as we returned to the ship much closer to our departure time. Even though I didn't get to see all the workings of the ship, I did manage to take a few pictures of the moorings and whatnot. I thought the lines made for nice pictures!
Some of these lines were so huge I can't imagine it was easy to even move them!
Unfortunately I didn't get a picture, but there were a couple ports where the front was moored to a concrete pillar out away from the dock. I thought that was pretty cool too.
I liked this graffiti because I just imagined the taggers rowing up in a rowboat or kayak and tagging the pier.
Some of these lines were so huge I can't imagine it was easy to even move them!
Unfortunately I didn't get a picture, but there were a couple ports where the front was moored to a concrete pillar out away from the dock. I thought that was pretty cool too.
I liked this graffiti because I just imagined the taggers rowing up in a rowboat or kayak and tagging the pier.
Barbados Slim
Lately I have been posting multiple pictures in the comments on my Flickr, instead of using my blog to display extras. Today I thought I'd stop over here and give this blog a little attention with my last few pictures from Barbados. These three were taken at a beach on the Atlantic coast side after our monkey encounter in the jungles. I really liked the rocks sticking up out of the water. It was so cool how they were extremely worn down around the base where the waves hit, and still huge on the top; like a mushroom. I wonder how long that took? And I wonder how long it will take until one tips over.
Sasquatch!
You all know that classic Sasquatch film right? Where it's walking by some trees and turns to look at the camera for a second and then keeps walking. It's really blurry and grainy, and shaky. I think last June I spotted him again. This time he was in my parents' driveway, and he was riding a unicycle around me in circles. Yep, it was either the Sasquatch, or it was my brother caught on old, degraded film. One of the two.
North Hollywood Shootout
These pictures are mainly for me. They aren’t particularily interesting without the back story, and the back story might be a little weird. When I was younger I often stumbled upon subjects that I would end up learning a lot about. For example, for some reason, I learned a ton about D.B. Cooper when I was younger. I probably saw a half dozen documentaries or other TV shows about him and his heist. I couldn’t be called an actual expert, but maybe a “casual expert.”
Another topic that I happened to learn a lot about was the North Hollywood shootout. In 1997 two people armed with assault rifles and full body armor robbed a bank in North Hollywood. When they exited the bank, dozens of LAPD officers were waiting and a shootout ensued. The police were severely outgunned and even resorted to going to a local gun shop to commandeer heavier artillery. Eventually the robbers were stopped, but not before a huge gunfight in the streets. It was really quite an exciting story, and much was caught on camera from helicopters.
I had seen a number of documentaries about this in the late 90’s so one morning when I decided to go to visit Hollywood, I realized that I really needed to stop by that bank. It took just a little googling on my phone, but I found it and stopped by to snap a few pictures.
Anymore anyone can be a casual expert on anything, thanks to the internet and websites like Wikipedia. I feel like it was more of an accomplishment in the old days.
Another topic that I happened to learn a lot about was the North Hollywood shootout. In 1997 two people armed with assault rifles and full body armor robbed a bank in North Hollywood. When they exited the bank, dozens of LAPD officers were waiting and a shootout ensued. The police were severely outgunned and even resorted to going to a local gun shop to commandeer heavier artillery. Eventually the robbers were stopped, but not before a huge gunfight in the streets. It was really quite an exciting story, and much was caught on camera from helicopters.
I had seen a number of documentaries about this in the late 90’s so one morning when I decided to go to visit Hollywood, I realized that I really needed to stop by that bank. It took just a little googling on my phone, but I found it and stopped by to snap a few pictures.
Anymore anyone can be a casual expert on anything, thanks to the internet and websites like Wikipedia. I feel like it was more of an accomplishment in the old days.
Hold Still!
This is the first of two mini-posts I have coming. I’m working on posting all of my remaining pictures from 2010 and I always kind of liked the one of the cat, but never really enough to post it on Flickr; the eyes freaked me out a little. Last year I snapped a picture of my cousin Matthew, and wouldn’t you know, he turned his head precisely as I was pressing the shutter. I don’t have any other pictures like this, so a full post isn’t warranted, but I did want to post what I had. Why did Matthew turn his head? I have no idea. Why did Lucky turn her head? The shutter startled her (she’s kind of a spaz).
Farmers Market
I decided late last year that I needed to post all of the film from 2010 that I wanted to share, because why have such old film just sitting there? I took a number of pictures in 2010 in various farmers markets across the country; Hollywood, Portland, Kansas City, Wichita, to name a few.
I really like a good farmers market. I've mentioned before that I used to live in the River Market in Kansas City, which is where the City Market is located; Kansas City's biggest farmers market. Back then, I would just wander down to the market on a Saturday morning and people watch for a while.
I haven't always liked farmers markets though. I remember being dragged to farmers markets in St. Louis when I was younger. I didn't care much for them back then, but my aunt sure did. All I remember was it was hot and boring, and I just wanted to go to a baseball game, or another St. Louis area attraction with a little more pizazz than the farmers market. These days though, I'll go to a farmers market. And I'll take my camera.
I really like a good farmers market. I've mentioned before that I used to live in the River Market in Kansas City, which is where the City Market is located; Kansas City's biggest farmers market. Back then, I would just wander down to the market on a Saturday morning and people watch for a while.
I haven't always liked farmers markets though. I remember being dragged to farmers markets in St. Louis when I was younger. I didn't care much for them back then, but my aunt sure did. All I remember was it was hot and boring, and I just wanted to go to a baseball game, or another St. Louis area attraction with a little more pizazz than the farmers market. These days though, I'll go to a farmers market. And I'll take my camera.
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