A video the New York Times produced this month got me to thinking about what’s real. The title read, “If You’re Not Scared About Fascism in the U.S., You Should Be.” Now, I’ve actually been thinking about this for a while. I’m already scared.

“The only thing we have to fear is fear itself,” said Franklin Roosevelt-and that’s a man who knew what he ( Read more... )

Most fun I've had in a while. I love scammers.


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Well, my idea of being a LiveJournal regular a year or so ago obviously didn't happen. Oh well.

I'm in the midst of Carnivirium: Carnival-induced delirium. We're in the wee hours of Fat Tuesday, with the Houmas parade beginning in a few hours. It's been a great Mardi Gras season so far--no rain to speak of, at least not for me, and I'm getting some ( Read more... )

Gotta shoot a banquet tonight. :( I'd rather shoot a public hanging. More fun, and I wouldn't have to suffer the mystery poultry.

Ten (give or take) formative albums from my teenage (give or take) years ( Read more... )

Haven't taken time to write while on vacation, but will try to do that in the next couple of days. In the meantime ( Read more... )

Bedded down in Hattiesburg, MS, for the night. It's only about 150 miles from Houma, but it sure cuts down the drive to Mom's tomorrow. I'm looking forward to seeing Mom and my stepdad John, who's been having radiation treatments for basal cell carcinoma. Also very much looking forward to seeing my stepbrother Grimmett. Haven't seen him in like 17 ( Read more... )

Busy, busy day. Busy month. Busy year. I've been running around town shooting photos for the paper and going to look at houses in between. Yes, I've just about decided to settle down here in Houma, Louisiana. I have some money to work with that I inherited from my dad, and I'm tired of paying rent and never feeling settled and having to give up ( Read more... )

My day started with a quick jaunt from my hotel in the Garden District of New Orleans so I could visit the camera department of Best Buy for some supplies. After some comedic errors, I finally found the correct Veterans Blvd. location that had the Real (the first barely had a camera dept.), purchased my goods, and headed over to Magazine St., where ( Read more... )

Insomnia sucks dick.