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So many irons in the fire

I don’t know which red hot poker to jam up my ass next. Good to be busy, I suppose, and good to be employed.

Early morning thunderstorms are always better than snow. I’m in the beginning stages of a project that will require me to pull enormous things out of my ass, or thin air, whichever is harder. If someone had done it before, they wouldn’t ask me.

Shooting this weekend. I have been cleared to do more, and I will, but I will also be consulting a retinologist about it; I don’t think my regular optometrist understands what I mean by “Recoil”.

Digging around

In the armrest for my charging cable i feel-wait, what the hell is that? I dont remem…

TASER. oh. Taser. I need to put that someplace else. Oy. Not good to tase self at 70.

Paris, 2009

I remember liking the texture of the clouds when I took this, but the film does them no justice.

Canon AE-1 Program, Fuji 400; the Seine looking southeast from the Pont d’Arcole
seine

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