I've Been A Little Under the Weather

Yeah, you've heard it before but I have been feeling a touch crappy. Lungs ready to explode. Ache and pains.

Can't understand it. The air has been so good this week.

Windows Vista®

To celebrate the release of yet another version of Broken Windows® Complete With Security Holes, I thought I would release my own new version of Windows.

My version of Windows® comes with holes and if you are depending upon it for security then you have a problem.

I suspect that Windows Vista® will have the same problem as other versions and there will be fixes and updates galore.

My Brain is in Pieces

I was looking for a photograph to illustrate what my brain feels like. That is the best that I could do without my brain actually exploding.

The pain comes and goes with some nausea. It feels like my head has been split and a cool breeze wafts in upon my exposed brain.

This is a result of the air in this fine city. It is thick today. It has been for a few days.

Is it time to head for the clean air of Horsefly?

Don't Forget to Look Down

Wandering about with my camera has taught me several things one of which is "Look up. Look down."

It is amazing what you see when you look down. Patterned floors (as above), interesting ceilings, trees, buildings.

The world can seem a very drab place at times but by simply changing the direction of your attention you canfind beautiful treasures.

Gazing at the World

I have been gazing at the sky recently looking for the warm sunshine. I often see the sun but the warm sunshine seems to be missing. It has somehow been avoiding me.

The birds that I see are the winter birds; they are the birds that hang around all year too stubborn to go south with the warmth.

When will the warm weather birds return? I am impatient.

Addiction

How did casinos become so important in our culture? There are addicted people who spend their lives waiting to get back to the casino, waiting to play with those machines. They suffer withdrawal when away. They lose huge amounts of money being entertained my a pushing buttons on a machine.

I don't understand it.

I was going to write about this the other day but my Internet Service Provider was down and I could not connect. I was hopping mad. After all I pay a lot of money every month for this super high speed connection. Every couple of minutes I tried to connect. I was going crazy. It went on for hours.

I just wanted to write about those people with addictions to entertainment technology.

Come on, already

I am impatiently awaiting the arrival of spring. Warmth. Walking without bundling up.

We had a taste of spring yesterday. A teasing taste. Today the chill returned.

What an interesting blog entry. Tomorrow I shall endeavour to be more inspired.

Colours, Textures, and Angles

A slight rainfall with the sun hidden by dark clouds. A power failure happens; I go for a short walk downtown. The world seems to tilt on its axis; I think about the past, the future. I avoid the present.

I like the differing colours in the photograph which are enhanced by the differing textures. And, of course, I am enamoured with diagonal angles. Don't know why. I just am.

Light on Leaves

I like the contrast between the light on on the leaves to the much darker background.

Cake and Conversation

Why does conversation seem to liven up with food? I have noticed it many times. There is an added comraderie that seems to spark the interchange of ideas.

Maybe that is why people on diets seem so sad. They just can't talk.

The Summer of '76

It is really odd to look at photographs of people shot many years ago and to think "That person is old now. She is probably a grandmother."

In my mind, she still looks young with those cute freckles, the smile, the sense of humour.

I do understand that people change. Believe me. After all, I do own a mirror.

The Importance of Being Passionate

I love photography. I also love theatre. This picture from The Importance of Being Earnest (which I humbly admit to having directed) is an absolutely marvelous play. It was written well over 100 years ago but is a timeless play.

Oscar Wilde, the playwright, was a genius with words.

I advise you to read the script.

Harley-Davidson

Some people have way too much money. Or they think they do. This bike is all chrome (except for the plastic bits). Shiny. Very, well, almost pretty. Not quite the image of the tough biker.

And expensive.

It was sitting in a local business.

The original owner ran out of money and the business took the bike. I guess they didn't have as much money as they thought.

Amazing

Have you noticed that kids can be amused by anything? Give a kid a piece of crepe paper and some scotch tape and the day is set.

I love the colours. The hair, the eyes, the paper.

Lost

Iam not sure what is going on but it looksas though someone lost a contact lens or something. Whatever is going on, I know that a close friend of my wouldn't be wondering that.

She would just be staring at their butts.

Sad Eyes

This is not a judgement. I am not saying that she is sad. She is probably very happy. Overjoyed with life.

What I am saying is that, in that photographic instant, her eyes have what I think of as a sad look.

Okay?

Citrus

I was listening to some Robert Johnson music and thought about this picture. Except the balls look more like limes than lemons.

I am a naughty little boy.

Eyes

I like the good, strong, friendly gaze in this photo. That and the crispness of the shirt. The lines of the collar bring attention to the face.

The Way of Life

I am a self-acknowledged idiot but I think that I can change that. The being an idiot part, not the self acknowledged part. I think that there comes a time in every person's life when it is time to quit doing those really stupid things and get on with living. It seems like an easy concept after all I have seen other people who never seem to do idiotic things.

Of course, maybe they do but I don't notice because I am so self-involved with my own idiocy.

Maybe everyone is an idiot to some degree.

Maybe that is just the way of life.

Love at First Sight

Do you believe in love at first sight? Meet this little girl and you will be a convert. She is lovable in every way. Click on the picture for a larger version and you will see just how cute she is, too.

My niece's daughter is the perfect little girl.

And she gives good kisses.

Looking For Style

It has happened. I am a free man. I have escaped the bonds of the evil empire. Done. Finished.

Now I need a change in style. A new freedom style. Toss off the clothing of serfdom and rise up in new garb of freedom.

Maybe a stylish hat worn at a jaunty angle.

Remarkable

How do you know who someone is? You meet people and assume that you know things about them but what is inside? What is the driving force? What are their dreams?

I have known people who seem to have a wonderful life but it is not all that I thought it to be. I thought they were average people but did not see the hidden generosity. The unknown abilities. The art of their existance.

I have met remarkable people during my life. I lost contact with many but have found more remarkable people along the way.

The world has an endless supply, it seems.

Finding Beauty

I remember looking at this flower thinking that the shape was so attractive especially with the contrasting shadows but it didn't gain any real special look photographically until I removed the colour.

The colour was a distraction. It drew the eye away from the texture. The real beauty.

Sometimes it would be nice if the world could have its colour turned off so that we can appreciate the beauty around us even more.

Mountains and Valleys

Why are my glasses always dirty? I clean them and put them on and within 5 minutes they are filthy once again. Sometimes it seems like they can be clean and as I move them onto my face they pick up some sort film from the very air.

Now you might think that I am some sort of filthy guy but its not like that. I blame global warming. I don't know how but that is to blame.

I guess this has nothing to do with the photograph.

Weeds weeds, beautiful weeds

Why are we prejudiced against some plants? We need to exclude them from our gardens. Remove them from our lawns. Our neighbourhoods. We only want the nice, the beautiful.

Kind of like we treat people.

Hope For the Future

Sometimes when you get down about the state of the world, you should just step back and realize that the good people out-weigh the bad people. There are more good kids than bad kids. There are more kind people than mean people.

Every baby has the potential to do something extraordinary in this universe.

Martin Joseph

Sometimes it is not just the music. Sometimes it is also location. The Prince George Folkfest has a beautiful location in Fort George Park. It compliments the music.

It doesn't seem to matter what kind of music is played there. Music just fits.

Music becomes part of the landscape.

Listen. I hear music.

Sometimes you can close your eyes when listening to music and just feel over-whelmed. I know I have said this before but music is a mystery to me. It must be like some stone-age person seeing a flashlight. A little portable sun.

People who can make music astound me. Listening to a stereo is different. It is a product of technology. But to hear a real voice. See real fingers create music.

Pure unfathomable magic.

Two Bits

I found 25 cents today. Felt kind of guilty about picking it up because it was in a parking lot and it was not my money. The owner would never find it. Why didn't I leave it for someone else? No-one would be likely to find it.

What should I have done?

It's A New Year

It is a warm day and theice is melting on the warm brick sidewalk.

It does indeed feel like a new beginning. It also feels like there is optimism in the air. At least I feel there is; I feel ready for a new beginning. It almost feels like ther is spring in the air.

And spring in my step.