Signs that the kegerator on your back porch has seen better days:
This past weekend, Bryan and Anna had a Wig and Mustache party to celebrate their birthdays. I've posted 29 pictures from that evening in a gallery for you to peruse. Pretty soon, I'll update this post with another gallery of photos taken by Bryan and Anna, so check back later.
Update on June 21: Over the weekend, Bryan and Anna gave me some of their photos from the party, so I've posted them in another gallery.
Another photo of Fugazi from the Fort Reno show in 1997.
A few days ago, DJ told me that Fugazi was releasing 20 CDs of live performances. The discs go all the way from their first show in D.C. back in 1987 to a concert in Ireland in 1999. I'm not sure how many I'll pick up, but I'm sure I'll be adding a few to my music collection.
A 4-H float at the Johnson County Fair in Buffalo, Wyoming.
Dianogah, performing at the Black Cat.
Another old photo scanned in a from a print. If you look closely, you can still see the fading in the lower right corner that I've corrected in a half-assed manner.
Mark, taking shelter during a sudden downpour in Brooklyn Heights.
Today's weather was beautiful, and a bunch of us spent the afternoon having a barbecue for Hart's birthday. Rather than shooting with my Nikon, I shot a ton of Polaroids. Here's a gallery of some of the Polaroids from this afternoon. I used Simple Viewer, a nice Flash image gallery program that Anil linked to earlier in the week. I like the way the Simple Viewer galleries come out, does a Flash gallery work for you?
Uncle Louis' tool shed at the cabin.
I'm trying to decide what I want to do for vacation this summer, and as always, one of the options is a trip out to the cabin in Wyoming. I'm not sure whether I'll make the trip, but while I think about it, I think I'll post a few more photos of the cabin.
Sometimes when I'm looking through old prints, I come across prints that come from negatives that I've lost over the years. I hate that I've lost the ability to print a new copy from the original, and that all I have left is banged up print. This photo from a tattoo parlor is a pretty typical case. It has tons of dust and marks on it, but I suppose that if I ever want another print, I can fix all of that stuff in Photoshop and print another copy. At least this way I can create another digital copy, and have a backup of the image. Now, if I could just find some of those old, moldy prints from the Shellac/Dis/Uzeda/Hurl tour, I'd be really happy.
It's Easter Sunday, which means I'll be heading up my parent's house for dinner soon. In some ways, their place will always feel like home, but something is definetly missing now that Cody is gone.
The Monorchid, performing at Carnegie Mellon.
Kathryn told me to post band photos, so there you go.
Phil and Allison with a bunch of kids at their wedding reception.
I was just answering an invitation to a wedding next month, and I ended up flipping through some photos from weddings over the past couple of years. Don't worry, I won't bombard you with wedding photos, at least until I get back from the wedding in Milwaukee.
I finally picked up a flatbed scanner today, so now I'll be dropping in some pictures taken with my Holga on occasion. Note to self: get some black electrical tape to fix the light leaks in the Holga.
This is the surface of a small lake near my parent's house. When I was a kid, it was often an unhealthy, toxic green color. We never went in the lake.
I wanted to start posting some Holga photos today, but the power cable for my roommate's flatbed scanner is missing, so that'll have to wait until we find the cables.
When I was in elementary school, we would dare each other to run through this tunnel at night. The tunnel wasn't very long, but it sure felt like it stretched on for miles when I was inside there.
There are a total of nine photos from Club Japone.