i heart stuff

My name means "lover of horses." That's probably an exaggeration. I mean, I like them okay, but love? And if my feelings could be described as love, they shouldn't be confused with love love. That would most certainly be illegal, and logistically complex.

Here are more pictures expressing love.

boo

While decorating for Halloween, someone came into my office and asked if they could use the plant I was "growing." I was deeply offended, until I looked at it.

I look at the picture below and wish that more of my students looked that engaged.

I also discovered that having a camera in the office brought out the inner-ham.

a post about arm-farting, eventually

About a month and several degrees Fahrenheit ago, these wasps would have been much less amenable to having a camera all up in their hive. But this evening seemed like a good time to capture them in a group hug. In a side note, one of the few things I can say about my upbringing that makes me slightly atypical in my home is that I was not a WASP. That, and my rather extraordinary arm-farting technique, an talent that has faded with every new pound.

While editing the above photo, I came across the one below of a sculpture whose name I don't know. The photo I have decided to name "arm-fart."

tolerance

I consider myself an open minded person. Someone votes or worships differently from me, I can dig it. You like doing things with handcuffs or body lotions, that's your bag. For all I know you might even like NASCAR, and I say that I accept you despite such character flaws. However, someone recently suggested I try the food at Chop Stix over my usual Happy Wok because it's so much better. Well, I tried it. And to anyone who prefers Chop Stix to Happy Wok . . . you're dead to me.

unauthorized anthony snape photos

Here are a couple more pictures from when we were asked not to take pictures. I, however, am a lawless renegade. I'm a rebel. I'm another Ted Stevens.

unauthorized tommy emmanuel photos

This venue always has an announcement before shows listing restrictions on audience activities. Someday I will rebel against them all by smoking and leaving my cell phone and pager on. And when they tell me to enjoy the show, I won't. In the meantime, I just have pictures, so I'm only a little bad.