Another one, Bagdad Theater in Portland, Oregon.

It was The Guild Theatre but now it’s not.

The Flash’s hand, pointing. At what? You decide.

Sculpture: The Black Mask Project

It’s a slow day.  Well, not exactly slow as much as it is a less non-technical day.  Sketched out a rough drawing of my new myTouch 3G phone.  I really like the phone and have no issues with it to date.  Anyhow, time to get back to eating my cup of noodles.

And then I found myself running and running and I didn’t know why I was running and I was too frightened to look over my shoulder to see if I was being chased so I just kept on running and running.  I must have been running for miles because eventually I came to a cliff that was overlooking the ocean.  And on the edge of the cliff was this old wooden shack and there was smoke rising from the chimney.  So I had to turn around and keep running and running.  After a short while I then found myself standing in line at Costco and I couldn’t figure out how I ended up in this line.  It was a long line and everyone in front of me was using coupons so I panicked but I didn’t start running again.  This time I decided to order a quad espresso from Starbucks and then I came home and wrote this post.

Looking back on this, I can’t even be certain that I was actually running.  It may have all taken place inside of my head but I’m kind of tired right now so I don’t want to dwell on the past.

The morning commute was great.  It was super foggy and by the time I rolled into work my hair was soaked.  In general, this was an excellent morning ride and I was feeling pretty good.

And then, less than a mile from the office, my rear tire goes flat.  And the first thing that comes to mind is the last time I had to deal with recurring flats across several different days.  I ended up walking my bicycle the remainder of the trip into work.  Still, I had a good ride.

Hee, hee, hee.  I had to sneak in some pictures of my bike.  A 2008 Lemond Fillmore.  So sue me, shah!

So what about you?  How are you doing?  You know that I am always interested in what you have to say even if it appears that I am ignoring you.

I don’t know, I think that I’ll be getting a new tripod for my camera soon and perhaps some additional strobes or flashes.  I haven’t decided yet.  I also need some new lenses but they are pricey so it’ll be a while before I get around to new lenses.  Now that I think about it, I could use some more radio triggers for my strobes.  Ugh, and I also need a new photo printer because the one I have now always has banding even though I have cleaned it and aligned the print heads.

Wow, now that I think about it there is a lot of camera gear that I need or could use.  Don’t even get me started on bicycle gear because that is a whole other animal.  At least when it comes to my current cycling needs it is a case of want and not a true need for anything.  But if I absolutely have to I can convince myself that I “need” a new bicycle.  But enough about me, what about you?  What do you need?  Is there anything that I can do for you?  Just ask.  I am here for you.  This is a two way street after all, I don’t want to come across as selfish or overbearing.  Talk to me.  Don’t hold it in.

Okay, I’ll back off for now.  Remember, Sunday is no longer the new Monday.  And black is always black.  There is no such thing as red or some other color being the new black.  And no, forty is not the new thirty.  It is what it is.

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