Monday, February 23, 2009
John Cassavetes. Unfortunately, I think age is making it harder for me to deal with the emotional demands his movies can sometimes make. Just to prepare for this picture, for instance, I had to talk a lot, cry, laugh, roll around on the floor, talk about why I did it, cry, scream, get slapped, take a sedative, pout, cry, laugh maniacally, get rejected, try to tear someone's hair out, take sedatives with whiskey, almost die, get hugged by someone who doesn't really love me, and then sit pensively as if accepting the inevitable pain that life has to offer. Then I took a few pictures and went off to work, where I generally end up repeating the process.
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
During the last few days I spent around five hours getting tech support people from the other side of the world to talk me through my latest computer catastrophe. At one point they had me wait about 30 minutes for my new operating system to load, so I went outside to get away from it. The picture below was taken while I was waiting. I used to identify this as a red-headed woodpecker, but have since learned that it is a ladder-backed woodpecker. And I'll throw in a Chickadee picture for good measure.
Oh, you thought I meant that crash of '09.