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).

Pre-Thanksgiving Pizza

The night before Thanksgiving my family all got together in Tulsa, Oklahoma (where we always go for Thanksgiving) and went out for some pizza. We were going to try a new place, that is supposed to be pretty good, but when we got there it was packed, and there was a 40 minute wait. None of us were having that, so we went up the street to the Hideaway. Now, I’ve written about the Hideaway before, so I’ll keep it brief. It is good pizza, and I’ve been going there my whole life. That’s about all you need to know for this post. Also, it was not crowded at all. I guess everyone was up the street at the new place.

They sat us in this outdoor/indoor patio area. It was outdoors, but it was enclosed and had big heaters overhead. I got a picture of one of them. I’ve never been in a tanning bed, but I’m pretty sure I know what it feels like now, because this thing was really beating down on me. It was cold outside, but toasty in there.

I don’t really have much else to say about this trip to the Hideaway. It was good, and the food was good. I had planned on shooting nothing but my Hassy on Thanksgiving, so I decided to give my old friend the 20D some work that night. It’s a good camera; just an all-around good camera. Sure, it doesn’t have all the things a 5D Mark II has, but I don’t need all of that (although I would like to play around with a dSLR with full video capabilities). Anyway, enjoy these digital pictures.

Hideaway Pizza

The first restaurant I ever went to was the Hideaway in Stillwater, Oklahoma; I was only a few days old. Maybe that's why I love pizza so much. I could literally eat it every day for the rest of my life and be happy. And there's no need to go crazy and add all sorts of toppings; a good old pepperoni pizza is as good as it gets. Maybe throw some mushrooms or pineapple on there now and then, but plain old pepperoni is all you really need. I'm sure some will argue with this, but to you, I'll just say you're wrong. And don't get me started on supreme pizzas. Too many flavors mixing together. It just becomes a mush of pizza. Toppings piled on toppings, building way too high for any pie. Then you've got toppings falling off, olives landing who knows where. It's a mess. Give me a pepperoni and cheese pizza.

I seem to have digressed. The Hideaway is a good pizza joint. They expanded a number of years ago and now have some locations in Tulsa. We go there every now and then when we're in town. This was one of those times.