of flight

of flight

 

 i've noticed a pattern here recently.  there's post after post of photos without writing.  and despite the old "picture's worth a thousand words" adage, the thousand words conveyed usually say more about the audience than the author.  i'm going to work on remembering to add text more often.

i work on the 18th floor of a boxy office building in downtown atlanta.  though not the tallest building around, we usually have a pretty clear view of the city from up here.  today though, the fog is so thick we can only just make out the buildings closest to us.  and even they fade quickly into grey space when the eye moves past their leading edge.  the cold always creeps in through our windows, but the fog makes it seem colder than usual.  it's fitting for october though.  i do wish i'd brought my camera today. 

revisiting

revisiting

my step-brother, andrew, loves to skate.  his socks never even stand a chance.

this is him just about to kick everyone's ass at wii sports.

 

 

 

Oops.

baxter has just realized he hopped into a room occupied  by kf's two cats

glows like glass

kf and i went to the atlanta botanical gardens this past weekend.  with the fall flowers in bloom, it really was beautiful. 

i have an extra day off this weekend!  and with the recent gas scarcity that's hit atlanta, i'm thinking about taking my extra day to find a bike.  it'd save me about two tanks of gas a month i think, (assuming that it's sunny most days and i don't start somehow compensating by driving more during the week).  i'd still drive to work since the blocks around my building aren't safe to travel through alone after dark.  but i could bike to most other places i go, especially on the weekends.  with three day weekends, it really adds up.  and money aside, i loved riding my bike as a kid.

(she's got) flare

 

bangbang

my itunes doesn't seem to want to update to the latest version.  so no new music for me today.  guess i'll tackle it again tonight.  

today's been moving at a snails pace.

i think it may be time to get organized again.  i've been misplacing things lately.

head first

tshtshtsh

 

captivity journal- day 3:

human won't stop pointing a contraption at me and making it click.  i suspect it's some sort of torture device.

 

bruce-the-cat was recently adopted by kf.  he was extremely skittish for the first few days before settling down.

apparitions of a(part)

 

my nephew's little wooden train set.  it's been his favorite toy for the past two years, but it won't remain so for much longer.  in two more years he'll be walking himself to the bus stop. by then he'll be sensitive to, and inundated with, ads for the latest and greatest technology inspired toy.  but that wooden train set is his current favorite because of the world he's imagined for it.  i hope he never forgets how to do that.

 

my earliest memory was watching the lights on my father's external dial-up modem.  his earliest memory may be watching a video on his grandfather's iphone.

basket

saved up for rainy days

after(math)

things lately have been like a series of summer storms. bright skies suddenly smeared by dark clouds and torrential downpour, then bright again just as fast. it's mostly good, but not knowing what to expect is starting to get to me. it's not that i need absolute, unchanging stability, just some level of balance would be nice. and it's tough to ask everyone to hold still-but-not-too-still. maybe i'm just craving a temporary change of pace.
work's also become mind-numbingly boring. it happens to most people, i suppose, but it's still an awful feeling. and this economy doesn't exactly favor changing jobs right now so i'll stay put until the forecast changes. at least it's only boring. it could be worse.

be my own

my room mate makes coffee every day. she has her own grinder and specialty brewers. between the two of us, we probably down about 40 cups each week. our kitchen counter forever looks like a starbucks just exploded.

measured edge

this weekend i carried my camera with me everywhere but it wasn't until i got home that i actually started shooting.

there were ridiculous amounts of rain.

i have minor surgery on monday. i'm more nervous than i thought i'd be, more worried than i feel the surgery actually warrants. it's not the surgery itself so much as the recovery that's upsetting. at least i have a few days off from work, right?

smallest reducable part

there is no ghost in the machine, no concentrated physical part that retains the human essential.

through alleyways

without reason, i'm feeling a little lost today. but there's a new website on the horizon! i can build it (hopefully)! i have (purchased) the technology.

jupiter

open this please.

in times of drought

unhurried and with trepidation