olympic hate, w. fuqua, houston, tx
olympic hate, w. fuqua, houston, tx
i love hand-painted mom & pop shop signs.
nighttime on live oak st., 3rd ward, houston, tx
some random road in houston, tx
i don't really like this photo but i have a five year-old breathing over my shoulder
begging me to go outside and play so i don't have time to pick something i really
like from today's outing in the houston sprawl. so much to photograph, so little time.
k <3 s
e. 5th st., austin, tx
Show us a brand to which you're loyal.
apple and orange in the rain, tillery st., austin, tx
it has been cold and rainy all week.
corn dogg, e. 5th street, austin, tx
clementine coffee bar, austin, tx
a year ago on this date i started the 'daily photo'
on my blog. there are 235 photos in the series. i started out with a
super low-end concord digital camera that cost $20 bucks. i then had a
spiffy canon A710IS. i lost that on a highway near the c&o canal
close to the border of maryland and west virginia. i then used $1
cameras i got at a dollarama on ste. catherine in montréal. when i
moved to austin, i broke my tiny budget for a panasonic lumix lz6 which
is a nice little toy except for the fact that it doesn't record sound
when you use the video feature. if i would've realized that before i
purchased it, i would've picked another camera.
anyway, for the most part, every monday through friday i've managed to post a photo, no matter where i was on the continent. i missed a week when i was on vacation on cumberland island last march, and maybe a day here and there when i was most likely on a lonesome highway traveling with my dog in my green machine.
what a year it has been. so much has happened, i think i have whiplash. plus, i've moved around like a vagabond--atlanta -> montreal -> austin, with a few weird stops in between. but i'm still here. and i realize that was one of the points of documentation via a daily photo. to remind myself that indeed, I'm Still Here.
next week, i'll leave for europe for a month. i'll be in barcelona and paris. when i return, i'll be off and running again. first in a reading on march 14th with my rooted crew in the midst of sxsw. then as the tech stage manager for sharon bridgforth's love conjure/blues text installation tour. and all the while, finishing up/putting the final touches on my collection of short stories.
i'm.still.here.
]]>once upon a time in the late 1990s i was a contractor at realnetworks in seattle (before they moved into the beautiful headquarters down by the waterfront and were based in a skyscraper downtown). i can't remember my exact title but it had something to do with content management of realguide.com. the team i worked with had daily meetings on content to feature on the homepage and within the real software. that year, in the days leading up to the mlk holiday, we were having our quotidian editorial meeting when this little white dude, who was in charge of some of the music content features suggested that we commemorate the holiday by featuring the isaac hayes/south park song "chocolate salty balls." i gave him a death stare. i had an asian-american co-worker who was shocked into silence and the rest of the (white) folks in the room were embarrassed into sheepishness except for lucy mohl (the founder of film.com), who swiftly nixed that offensive idea. i can't remember that dude's name (although if i thought hard enough i could but i don't want to). thank god for realnetworks his suggestion was killed at the root.
this year, within realnetwork's rhapsody player, this is what shows up in the music guide feature rotation:
