For I have seen the face of chaos as I was at the Mesaba/Central Entrance intersection when the construction crew changed all the lights to blinking red. #dlh
My favorite way to incite unnecessary panic in people is to just wait my turn behind them to use the one sink in the company breakroom.
So one time I was scanning an 8x10 sheet of film and discovered that a mite or something was embedded into the film's emulsion.
I had a dream that I was elected president in 2020. Which came as a surprise as I wasn't even running for the position. But I knew it was real when I got moved into the White House and was told to register an account at presidents.net on the old White House dial up computer.
Back in my day we only had one "meme" and it was "Mr. T ate my balls" and that was the way we liked it dagnabit!
I just had a thought about how vocals in music are basically a meat-tube wind instrument and now my life is jacked.
I like when people learn that I use a large format camera and then proceed to say I use a box camera. Kind of like finding out a bicycle racer uses a modern carbon fiber bike and then telling all your friends that they won their last race riding a penny-farthing.
My favorite part about allowing blogs to use my photographs with attribution is when they inevitably skip the part where I request for my name to be linked to my website in the attribution. Its like if they actually offered payment, and then handed over Monopoly money.
Great moments in clairvoyance.
"How much are they worth? Will the value ever
Third day in a row that my commute took five minutes longer because I forgot about the road construction on my usual route. But I think that instead of blaming myself for not remembering to find an alternate route, it would be best if I went on Facebook to yell about how incompetent MNDOT is in that they can't somehow figure out how to plan the construction without affecting MY commute.
Some missing, and some with color damage, but most are in great condition. Total of 80; 68 are good and 12 have damage
The worst part about buying a slow close toilet seat? The ringing in your ears caused by the slamming sound made when you instinctively use the same force to close a non-slow closing seat in a different bathroom.
"I really like this series of twenty images that you edited from hundred of hours of shooting. Think you could do our three hour event in the same style and deliver about two hundred images from it for us?"
The gist of every photo gig I get offered.
Who else lives in constant fear of accidentally starting their music at work without their headphones plugged into the device?