here is a collection of three cloud pictures from around Austin… After I have discovered this new style of photography, I find myself staring at clouds differently now, not unlike Douglas Adams’ rain god in Dirk Gently’s Holistic Detective Agency.
That is not the real name of this bird. But maybe it is… there is a very small percentage chance that those words I cobbled together are the actual name of the bird.
I found this deep in the heart of Texas while driving on a back country road the other day… I took the shot and jumped back in my Prius that had been altered to run on frankincense and myrrh.
Here is another picture from the FDR Memorial in DC. This area is not wheelchair-friendly, ironically for FDR.
When I was out at Lake Travis last week I found some yoots cliff diving. I shot these two pictures… You can see that the guy jumped but the girl was too scared. The Flickr version has notes on them.
Here is an extreme zoom in of three forests. The only problem is that they are three different forests. Another problem is that the first is not a forest, but a golf course. A final problem is that the final picture is not a forest either, but an orange tree that was quite far from a forest. But the second picture is a forest – kinda. In retrospect, the title of this blog entry was bad.
My friends Peter and Stacie came up from San Antonio to Austin and we went down to the lake to eat some grub. Stacie is actually in an upcoming Maxim magazine (someone linked in my Flickr comments), but in this fully-clothed shot, she is just hungry and waiting for the onion rings.
Here is one picture of the Omni hotel in downtown Austin and the other is of a wayward pleasure-craft on Lake Austin.
I found this unusual area in Washington DC that had a series of quirky mirrored pyramids. I walked around and around with my big black backpack looking for interesting shots and I am pretty sure security thought I was a terrorist. Whenever they looked at me strange, I would yell out “Praise Allah!” and then they would just back off…
After I left the Washington Monument, I took a long walk around the tidal basin to see the Jefferson Memorial then went around to the FDR Monument. The latter was really cool and I had never seen it before. It was a series of waterfalls over granite and a bunch of FDR’s quotes etched into the walls, all of which look rather Marxist in retrospect (Freedom from want… etc.).
It was about 1 AM when I got to this memorial and Ii was all alone, except for a rather well-dressed man, although he was without pants, wading through the bottom of the waterfall. At first, I thought he was drunk, but then I realized he was gathering up coins with his feet before bending down to get them. When he saw me, he screamed and scampered off into the night dropping coins right and left. It was a really surreal scene, but funny.
