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Squaw Pass
I’m still moving content from my old site. The transition from a “page” site to a more bloggy site is a good thing. Not sure what it means if I ever move the site again, but with WordPress as the backbone, it should be easier. Still not thrilled with the format. Tryin’ to get it formatted in a way I like is challenging. Without spending money. =) It’s just a drive. Somedays, you just have to go away.
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50,000 Miles
This is my scooby truck, Morris hitting 50K miles. Traveling north on I-25 in New Mexico on my way back from Las Cruces. It’s December 30, 2010, a little after Noon. I am approaching mile marker 373. Is this monumental? Is it worthy of being included here? I don’t know, but it is. Here’s the video just for fun. Why does this matter? As I write this it’s a new decade. My car making it to 50 thousand miles. A first beer; a first kiss; a first speeding ticket. Some happen when technology is around to record the event. Others are just vague memories triggered by random stuff… Fuzzy edges…
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Youth
I found this on my phone, written January 2014. Some poetry, good, bad, or whatever. I wanna grow upThe world awaitsI’m just a childBut I wanna grow up They can driveAnd vote and do adult thingsI wanna grow upI’m only a kidBut I wanna grow up I can’t waitI wanna grow upBut I’m still so youngI can’t give it up My world is smallBut I wanna grow upI can’t be so littleWhen I wanna grow up Scared of tomorrowIs not my fearStaying so youngCry many a tearI wanna grow up So troubled yet freeWhen I walk out that doorI wanna grow upI just wanna
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Let’s talk Tattoos again
I really do like the art. Someday I might have a full sleeve of just black and gray. I have no idea what that is yet, but when the idea hits, I am going to do it. Geisha girl, dragon, waves, Tō-ji temple. I’m just not sure yet. I had been holding on to this card from my Mom for a number of years. Took a snap of it to cause I knew the card would get lost, or I would not be able to find it. Sure enough, I even had to hunt for the photo. It wasn’t impulsive, just quickly decided. Was it the covid crazy? Not really.…
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Old Format
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Denver – Summer of 2020
The summer of 2020… we don’t need to see this again. I never went to any of the protests, but a few times I went down the next morning. This is what I found.
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I did a bad thing
It’s been 6 years since I got my first tattoo. Then a few months later I got my second. Always thought about the next but never really pressed the issue. Until now. I’m not a tattoo guy in the traditional sense. I see ink on others and I don’t judge, but I wonder what their thoughts were in some of their choices. Others that I see I am amazed in everything… the color, the design, the location… a living work on flesh. There can be true beauty in a tattoo. I remember my first time in a tattoo parlor. I was 17 or 18. Mr. Wizards on Colfax. Not the…
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Photo Edits
I edit some (most) of all my photos… Usually just minor tweaks. I have about 100 apps on my phone, but my go to apps are PS Express and Stackables.
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My Parents
Here’s the DVD I created for my Parents 50th Anniversary. It’s a late version, but not the final version. It was a fun project. There was some discussion amongst us children on the music, but I think it turned out well. Bette Midler’s The Rose some say is a sad song. I don’t think that. The other tunes just express what I wanted to say, some with my father’s approval but most were a surprise to him. I thank him for gathering and scanning most of the pictures from his vast selection of 35mm slides. During this project, I remembered back to the times when it was a 3 hour event…
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My Mom
Dementia is often regarded as an embarrassing condition that should be hushed up and not spoken about. But I feel passionately that more needs to be done to raise awareness, which is why I became an ambassador for the Alzheimer’s Society. Kevin Whately September 2020…. I’m just now making this post public. I want to edit and modify this, but i wont. It still holds today… My father has since left us. I love him and my mom, and cherish every moment together. During this crazy time, it’s something we need to do. February 2015 ~ This, my friend, is something that needs to be said. It’s not a new…
