I’ve updated my post from last year, please go read it and see the new photos.
Some Blogging Guy
Category Archives: Photography
Just the usual drivel…
I don’t know much about what this entire vehicle is advertising but I did follow it three exits passed mine.
I guess it was the word “augmentation”. I’ve heard them called “enhancements, implants, breast job, but “augmentation “sounds like they are adding howitzers or something. I often conduct deep hard core research for my blog posts, (OK, hardly ever, I usually just pull things out of my ass), so in the process of researching for this post I discovered a website where someone has collected 38 slang expressions for women’s breasts. I would be remiss and a cad if I did not share just a few of my favorites with you. Here ya go: Baloobas, bazookas, cha-chas, devil’s dumplings, gazongas, funbags, Holmes and Watson, num-nums and the ever popular wopbopaloobops. See the entire list of 38 here.
I took this photograph a few days before Daylight Saving Time, which really does not save any daylight but then again, it is from the government. Joe Robbie Stadium at sunset. The way free agency is going I hope it isn’t a cosmic indication of the ‘Fins this year.
And this is just a nice weird photograph I took somewhere on I-95.
While I am here, just in case any corporate “social marketing” ass weasels are reading this, could you stop with the surveys already? So many websites now want you to do a “short” survey. I like giving my opinion even when I have to make ‘em up, but for Pete’s sake, stop with the 244 questions! I’ll answer ten, maybe even 20, but I am not going to write anything in the boxes and certainly not going to take 45 minutes of my time answering gigantic surveys! Unless they happen to be about wopbopaloobops of course.
As Click and Clack would say, well, you’ve wasted another five minutes reading my drivel. Now go try to do something productive to counteract this.
Peace out.
Some Blogging Guy
Posted in Photography.
Sunday Blues
My entire life come Sunday afternoon, say 4 PM and later, the blues would show up. Years ago I thought it was because I was dreading work Monday, but the last twenty years I look forward to work Mondays, so that isn’t it. I seem to review my life Sunday evening, sort of a status check. As the years progress I am both surprised with my accomplishments and disappointed about the things I’ve yet to accomplish. Why I must play this same old tape every Sunday I do not know. I’ve learned to erect fencing in my mind to keep it under control. It probably has something to do with my early childhood and drinking. No, not me, my parents. Generally though, I consider myself happier than most people I know, and blessed far more than most. So, it is no big deal.
Today though, two things occurred that aggravated this sore spot of mine. First, outside of Home Depot in west Pembroke Pines, Florida, at the entrance to the parking lot, a 30 something year old guy was panhandling for money. Had his required cardboard sign saying lost job, yada, yada, yada. This guy was different though. He was clean shaven, looked to be in excellent shape and young, and also had his pretty wife and beautiful little daughter with him.
Yeah. It is one thing to beg for money by yourself, but to bring your wife and daughter out to watch? That just turned me the wrong way. A man is suppose to be the provider of the family. This was just embarrassing. I could never do that, ever. I don’t know if he was unemployed or just a scammer, but either way I can’t get the picture of the three of them standing behind that cardboard sign. What is that doing to his daughter? My wife wanted us to give him a few bucks, and while I know the act of giving is more important than what the recipient does with the money, I was having issues. Before we arrived at the exit leaving Home Depot a Pembroke Pines police officer convinced them to move on, as they were on private property. His wife had gold sequent super tight slacks. Without the cardboard sign they would fit into any upscale mall. Weird. The whole thing messed with my head.
The second thing that happened was a conversation with my friend who is celebrating his tenth year of retirement. At age 57. Yes, he retired when he was 47. And here I am at 60 still working 10 hour days. Then again, he and his wife kept the same government jobs their entire careers, and never divorced. It took me until I was forty to find my career. Right after a divorce. Then I held the house too long and 2008 hit and the house went under water and 40% of my retirement with it. I’ll be able to retire in six years if I want to, and I won’t be living in a trailer park at least. But it is somewhat hard to hear my friend talk about his eight day trip to the mountains, and then visiting family in several other states on a four week vacation. How can you have a vacation when you are retired?
So, I am a little jealous of my friend, but then again, thinking about that young guy with the cardboard sign makes me feel sad and sorry for him and his family. I kind of wish I had gotten to him before the cops chased him off.
Life is weird, isn’t it?
On a brighter note, my wife and I came across this beautiful restored old car, again, in the Home Depot parking lot. I got out to take photos of it, then my wife grabbed her camera and soon another guy was shooting pics from his iphone. We almost applauded when the owner and his wife showed up.
Here are a few pics.
So the moral of this story is there is always people worse off than you are, and people better off. What is important is to be the best that you can be, whatever that may turn out to be.
On another brighter note, I am still off caffeine. Mostly anyway. I went from a minimum of six mugs a day to a maximum of five cups a week. Decaf Starbucks the rest of the time.
Peace out people.
Some Blogging Guy
Posted in Personal, Photography.
Road Photos
I drive only about 30 miles to and from work daily, but the same route and for many, many years. Boredom kicked in long ago, so photographing sights along the way is how I stay awake.
This one is in the afternoon rush hour. I can’t decide if she is sad, happy or just running some special thought through her mind. Maybe she is just tired for a long day at work.
The next two is why I refuse to have one of those “Watch for Motorcycles!” yard signs or bumper stickers. Not until I see more motorcycle drivers obeying the basic rules of the road. Driving fast down the road in-between cars is a surefire way to get injured. Passing cars as you straddle the road is too. Just my 2 cents, your mileage may vary.
Another tired driver, this time on the way to work.I wonder what he is listening to? Music? Talk radio? Opera?
Gesh, another Prius. This one has an odd looking symbol. A cross? But is that vertical item really a flame? And what is with the two circles and the sword cutting through from right to left? I hate it when people don’t put clearly understandable things on the rear of their cars.
This guy was not passing anyone in-between cars. Then again, maybe he already did as he is first in line at the traffic light.
I do like his helmet though,
Well, that was what I did to starve off boredom while in rush hour traffic. How do you do it?
Some Blogging Guy
Posted in Photography.
Here Come the Drones!
How many are in use or about to be in use in America? Check the 2012 FAA Drone List.
Who wants a drone? Forest service, police, traffic reporters, real estate firms, bird watchers and that weird guy with the funny glasses who lives down the street who oogles your wife occasionally.
Who else wants one? I do!!!!! Yeah, for $300 bucks I can buy my own drone with live streaming video and wi-fi! For hundreds more I can buy one that will fly 165 feet in the air and photograph anything!
Think of the thousands of domestic uses! Traffic reporters could have live clear images of traffic all over the city without the expense of a real helicopter. News reporters too! Bird watchers want to photograph eagles or other birds high up in trees. Geological survey companies and hunters. Even Paparazzis are using drones to photograph movie stars in their back yards or while proving to the world they put their pants on one leg at a time like the rest of us. See that thing flying outside your third story bathroom window? Aghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!
Here is my prediction. Sometime within two years of this date, give or take a couple of years, a drone is going to crash into something, maybe a Southwest 737, a major power line, a giant cell tower or something and Ka-Boom!
Meanwhile, I am proposing a national law that gives anyone the free and legal right to shoot down any domestic drone they see anywhere! Heck, that might even get liberals to own rifles!
Welcome to 2013.
Some Blogging Guy
Backyard Painted Buntings
I know I’ve shared photos of these magnificent flying boxes of crayolas before, but today, February 17, 2013 I had two males and two greenies. Just have to share again, Happy Monday folks.
Some Blogging Guy
Posted in Photography.
Photographing While Flying
I take photographs while flying on airlines, including take offs and landings.
I took this one Tuesday night when my Southwest flight came in from the Everglades and crossed over the garish lights of south Florida suburbs.
I never fully understood if “turn off all electrical equipment” or however it is the flight attendants say actually means “all” electronic equipment. Most of our watches are electronic these days. Heart pace makers are electronic. Do they really mean turn everything off?
I have several cameras, including a Canon 16 megapixel point and shoot that is easily hidden in the palm of my hand. This is what I use for taking photos out the windows of airplanes.
I love taking photos of the cloud formations from the air. Especially in summer over the Everglades when there are giant castles towering into the blue sky.
I am pretty sure flight attendants have noticed me taking these photos, including during landings. So far I’ve not gotten tossed from the airplane.
I do wish their windows were cleaner and not as reflective.
Some Blogging Guy
Posted in Personal, Photography.
