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Don’t forget
To turn off the lights. Sometimes you just take a picture cause you want to. This is that picture.
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Goodbye, Mom.
I’ve always loved this song. Long before my Daddio died, and long before Mom. But this week I understand it a bit more. My mother died on Sunday, and she’s now with her Husband. As much as I hate that she’s no longer with me, I understand. It’s not easy, but I understand. A week prior my sister and I did get to spend her 85th birthday with her. We sat in the sun, we had cake, we were just together. We played music and sat around while she napped. She had a rum and coke, and some good coffee from Dunken Donuts, two of her favorite things. And we…
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A new project
Today, October 12. I’m starting a new photo project. 30 days of raw from in camera pictures. No filters. The only allowed thing is crops. Cause that’s the rule. I just want to experience and express things without the filter. So indulge me. Leaves on the hood, October 12, 2022 Streetlight sunrise, October 13, 2022 But stairs are hard, October 14, 2022 Are you looking at me? October 15, 2022 Homeless man on median below homes for 9% down, October 16, 2022 The green neon, October 17, 2022 Always look back, October 18, 2022 Fall has arrived, October 19, 2022 Hard working tow man, October 20, 2022 East Colfax, the…
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Sometimes you just have to
Just to take a snap….
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Denver Parks
I’m trying to get back in the habit of getting to a park and touching some grass. Walk around, play my Ingress, see people and things. It’s been a bit, but a few times a week visiting not only tried and true parks, but some new ones as well. It’s an adventure. And yes, I’m taking pictures.
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Waiting….
For you.
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The feels
Not sure how I feel actually. Sucks but there are worse things in life. Like biting your tongue. Paper cuts. Death. So no big deal I was surprisingly calm. Ya get your week old car ran into and you should be mad. But I’m not. The end of summer car meet. A trip of 200 or so going up to Mt. Evans. To see the sunset from there is quite the site I’m told. It didn’t happen today I blessed Wallas shortly after I got it with the same cruse. But it was in the dark and I didn’t make it all the way up. I’m getting old. But today…
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Summer Heat
It’s been a bit warm the last few weeks. No July rain, no August rain… just sun and heat. I’m not too bothered by it. Not even sure why I’m writing… I just wanted you to see this photo. I’ll come back and edit this, maybe.
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Who’s the stinker
The best joke I ever played. Sometime ago when Blockbuster Video was still a thing I was feeling ornery. The internet was new and I spent many late nights at the campus computer lab. Finding hacking sites, bulletin boards on Star Trek, MUD rooms, the beginnings of the World Wide Web. Information was there, you just needed to know where and how to find it. Information that was once hidden now out for everyone who was looking. I came across a security ‘room’ discussion on how stores protect their inventory. You know those things that prevent you from walking out the door with what you shouldn’t be walking out the…
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They count people ya know
They just recently released census data for 1950. I went and looked, and here’s what I found: Charles F. Shriver, Jr., Head of household, White, Male, 44 years old, Married, born in Kansas, 50 hours per week as a Truck Driver, Oil field, Born of mother and father also born in USA, 10th grade was highest education, 42 weeks employed in prior year, in 1949 earned $2,500 (about $30,000 today) Winifred R. Shriver, Wife, White, Female, 43 years old, Married, born in Kansas, keeping house, no other employment Monte R. Shriver, Son, White, Male, 15 years old, never Married, born in Kansas, School boy Sandra S. Shriver, Daughter, Female, 11…
