Monthly Archives: August 2008

They Call it Stormy Monday

It’s been a few days since my last post and a whole mess of stuff has gone down. Between Tropical Storm Fay and a few other events I’ve been busy and stressed. Here’s the breakdown.

Unexpected
8.22.08 – 58/365 – “Unexpected”

Yesterday was quite a day. Aside from work being cancelled, all my rehearsals being moved to the end of the day (which never happened anyways, due to the storm), tearing everything out of our bedroom apartment so we could avoid the multiple tornado touch downs in our area, water damage in the living room, cracked windows, and unstable power, one huge event stood out among the crowd.

Around noon I was sitting on my computer in the living room and heard someone screaming "FIRE!" outside. I quickly jumped up and looked outside and indeed my neighbor’s apartment was in flames. I grabbed my phone and bolted outside dialing 9-1-1, while running towards the building. I was giving directions to the fire station when my neighbor ran out of the apartment screaming "I NEED FIRE EXTINGUISHERS!!". No one else was around. I ran up to him, telling him I called the police, and ran up to the building. I’m not sure what I was thinking, but adrenaline told me to do something. So I started pounding on the door of the apartment next to his, the heat of the flames and the smoke stinging my eyes and pretty much preventing any breathing. Nobody answered the door no matter how desperately I yelled and banged on the door.

Meanwhile, two other neighbors ran over and gave him fire extinguishers. I ran up the stairs in the front of his door to get people out of the apartment above him and as I approach the flaming door of the 2nd floor the flames and smoke were so overwhelming I didn’t know what to do. Suddenly, there was LOUD banging/popping and I screamed. My neighbor starts screaming "GET DOWN!!! THERE’S A GUN IN THERE!!!". So I’m trapped on the stairs. If I go up I get burned from the 2nd story flames, if I go down I’m right in front of the open apartment door with the gun going off. I don’t know what else to do but make a run for it and sprint down the stairs, rounds continously popping off. I make it past the door and tear away from the building and see my boyfriend blocking his body with a tree. I run up to my inconsolable neighbor who is screaming about his dog that’s still in the apartment. Finally the fire trucks arrive and my boyfriend pulls me away to stay away from the gun which is still going off.

All the while it’s raining harder than I’ve ever seen it rain and tornado warnings are in effect for our street. We go back to our porch and watch the firemen pull people from the building, pets in their arms, black from the smoke. An elderly neighbor hands me a dry towel and offers me tea. I was gone at this point, crying harder than I’ve cried in a long time. After a half hour or so, my boyfriend takes me inside and gets me some dry clothes and tells me to breathe.

I still don’t know what caused the fire or what the outcome was. I was barely able to snap this photo and am 100% positive now that I could never be a photojournalist. I felt guilty and sick to my stomach after taking it. I hope no one was seriously hurt or died, although I’m sure my neighbor lost his dog, which makes me incredibly sad.

Note: I post this story not to invoke sympathy, but as a therapeutic tool to understanding the turn of events and coming to terms with what I experienced.

Fay-tigued
8.21.08 – 57/365 – “Fay-tigued”

So, Fay strikes again, this time at the work place. All our sessions were cancelled and the break called for immediate cleaning duty for all!! Yay! Alex, here, started with a clean sweep of the loft and then mopped. I did many things, one of which (painting the entire window sill and adjacent wall) proved entirely fruitless as Fay caused such incredible water damage two days later, we had to cancel all our appointments AGAIN and the paint was ruined anyways).

Boo, Fay!
8.20.08 – 56/365 – “Boo, Fay!”

So, for those of you who don’t know I live in Florida and needless to say was very tired of hearing about this wimpy Tropical Storm Fay from every local TV station was trying to get everyone to put hurricane shutters on their doors and stock up on food. However, I did get a day off from work because of it and took the unexpected holiday, with my beau, to the mall (I am an American, am I not?)!

This photo depicts how frighteningly early Halloween crap has appeared in stores this year. Note: I saw this stuff in the stores two weeks before I actually took this photo…too early!!!

I Heart Bento
8.19.08 – 55/365 – “I Heart Bento”

So for a while I’ve been using Bento’s free trial on my MPB and simply couldn’t get enough of it. So I went and bought the real deal at my local Apple Store. Personally, I don’t think I’ll ever be able to live without it from now on and I don’t know how I did anything before I discovered it. Check it out, share the love.

Holay, Molay…

Wow. So it’s been roughly forever since a post from me, yet feast your eyes upon my unyielding display of fortitude, for I have not faltered in my 365 quest. I have a photo for each day of my absence, however lame they may be.

Fun With Photobooth
8.18.08 – 54/365 – “Fun With Photobooth”

On my flight back to Jacksonville and I, of course, left my camera in the overhead storage and, not wanting to disturb my sleepy blanket-covered seat buddy, I decided to have a little fun with Photobooth. It’s clouds. And a wing. Not too complex.

Cleveland Symphony
8.17.08 – 53/365 – “Cleveland Symphony”

*disclaimer: taken with cell phone camera due to my naive nature in thinking I wouldn’t be allowed to bring my real camera. Lame.

During my mini-vacay to my Dad’s in Cleveland we decided it would be fun to go see the symphony at their summer home at the Blossom Music Center. It’s an outside venue/amphitheater with seats under the main shell of the building and then a huge lawn where families can set up camp with blankets, chairs, and food. The program was great, the weather was sublime, and the quality of music was incredible. A traditional Pops concert, it started with the Star Spangled Banner, included some Sousa marches, a surprise performance of "Sleigh Ride", and closed with my favorite of all John Williams scores "E.T.". I was blubberly like a baby, of course, but didn’t care really. I was sitting there listening to the music realizing I was sitting on a beautiful evening, listening to make favorite music (performed live!), without a care in the world. It was such a strange thing to realize when I looked back a few years before at points in my life when a simple, happy life seemed such a distant flicker in the future and tending to look at life with a sort of grouchy, indifference because of the cards I seemed to be getting dealt. It may sound corny but that night I was proud to be a musician, an American, and exactly who and how I am.

Jimmy Magoo
8.16.08 – 52/365 – “Jimmy Magoo”

This is my cousin’s son James (otherwise known as Jimmy Magoo) playing with a racquet at my niece’s 1st birthday party. Quite the little man.

Untitled
8.15.08 – 51/365 – “Untitled”

This is the bedroom in my grandmother’s house where I slept growing up. Unlike my family in Florida, my Ohio family has the luxury of being able to live with the windows open. This affords a really mesmerizing dance from the curtains that hang over every window in my grandmother’s house.

Declining-Economy Packing
8.14.08 – 50/365

Thanks to the rise in gas and everything else in America, airlines are forced to add prices to "luxuries", such as a CHECKED BAG or a PILLOW. This leaves me no choice but to travel only with carry-ons. This is a huge undertaking, mainly because I dressed based on mood and tend to pack entirely too much for the trip at hand. Even with this handy, carry-on duffel I managed to squeeze in 20 outfits for a three day weekend. Feel free to congratulate me in person.

Mystery No More
8.13.08 – 49/365 – “Mystery No More”

Clue: big huge, overly popularized television show centered on singing/screaming airing on Fox to the delight of pre-teens across the country. Read on for more tantalizing clues.

Idol Breakfast
8.12.08 – 48/365 – “Idol Breakfast”

As lame as it sounds I made a point of going out to a pre-Idol audition-pancake-breakfast with my boyfriend. With thoughts of transformational fame in mind, I wanted to make sure I could have one public, fun, PRIVATE outing with my boyfriend before any sort of outlandish publicity ensued. Don’t get me wrong. I don’t think I’m amazing or worthy of such heightened attention, but neither did William Hung when he went and now he’ll never have his old life back (that I think he minds, but still). I just didn’t want to set out for the audition and come back unable to be at peace with my life if, by some miracle, I happened to fit into that niche-cookie-cutter-category they were looking for this season.

Power of the Band
8.11.08 – 47/365 – “Power of the Band”

Yes. Yours truly is auditioning for American Idol. And I purposely left the image from the actual audition without a major description to keep you in complete suspense of my results (I’m sure you were on the edge of your seat). So here it is: it was a big, fat, insincere NO THANK YOU. All in all in was a fun experience (although exhausting, very enlightening, less entertaining than educational, and very very long). Bonus points for photos of Ryan Seacrest. You can read a full review of my experience here. (link will be added tomorrow…8.19.08 )

Ta-Da!
8.10.08 – 46/365 – “Ta Da!”

So I FINALLY did it. I’ve been telling myself to get around to it and I eventually got down to it. My first tshirt design for Threadless. Unfortunately, three days later I got a "Submission Declined" email and was promptly told to add some revisions to the design (which I totally understand, since I was really doing the design purely to have the experience of formatting it to the template). But now I know. Onward tshirt, ho!

My Savior
8.9.08 – 45/365 – “My Savior”

Nothing too amazing here. Frankly, I ran out of ideas and was so pooped at the end of the day I was lying on my living room floor looking up at my fancy 13 foot ceiling/skylights and thinking "I’m so glad I have high ceilings, otherwise I’d feel even more claustrophobic than I already do." Then I realized "hey" I should probably take a picture of that.

Coming to the End of a LONG week

The week isn’t over yet, but I can see the light at the end of the tunnel. I’ve been incredibly busy the last few weeks (at my day job and my freelance). I’ve got a week off next week for many reasons (to be revealed in due time) and cannot WAIT for the relaxation factor to kick in.

Jammin'
8.8.08 – 44/365 – “Jammin'”

As is the usual post work excursion, my boyfriend and I went walking around one of the various malls in town. We never really buy anything, but it’s fun to pick stuff out for eachother and laugh and people taking it all too seriously. I’ve had my eye on these glasses for a while now and thought I snap a quick self portrait in one of my favie stores (Urban Outfitters). That’s my beau in the background.

The Amazing Alex
8.7.08 – 43/365 – “The Amazing Alex”

During my long days at work where I take roughly 1500-2000 photos a day I sometimes manage to snap a few fun shots to keep the day moving along. Here’s Alex posing as a super hero in a fan used for the "wind blown" look. More fun pictures of Alex can be found here.

The Crumb
8.6.08 – 42/365 – “The Crumb”

I’ve come to realize that I’m one of few people that do "streaks" in their life for fun. I like to test my limits and see how far and I go with one stupid, unnecessary action (or non-action) just to see what happens. Aside from my burger and fast food streaks (I haven’t had a burger in about 4 years and no fast food since January of this year) this little guy has stood the test of time. This crumb is originally from a Red Lobster Cheddar Bay Biscuit that was in a to-go box from an anniversary dinner over two years ago. It sits on the dash board of my boyfriend’s Mustang and is a constant reminder of our weird love of streaks.

Two More Days

Pottery Barn Antics
8.05.08 – 41/365 – “Pottery Barn Antics”

My beau and I went for dinner at our favorite hibachi place only to find we were there during their self proclaimed ciesta, so we walked over to Pottery Barn to kill some time. This pointless little reflective ball was on sale for some absurd amount of money. It had a nifty little hole in it that happened to be the exact size of my lens. Tricky. Other Pottery Barn antics which eventually got us the “Can we HELP YOU?” (translation “Can you leave, please?”) can be seen here.

My Friend
8.4.08 – 40/365 – “My Friend”

I come home everyday completely exhausted, physically, yet totally excited to keep my brain activated. My little friend here helps me with that. Lately the shows that begin my daily couch-vegetation process are X-Files and Jon and Kate Plus 8.

Two Days Worth

Here are my photos from the past few days.  Warning: the next week will be a frantic one.  No promises here.
Peachy
 

8.3.08 – 39/365 – “Peachy”
This was one of many of blooms in a vase in the lobby of the church where I work. I’ve also got some black and white versions in my still life set, if you feel so inclined. I’ve realized how much I enjoy taking still life photography. I don’t have to yell to the get what I want out of the subject. I just move it and if it sucks: USER ERROR.

P.S. Another fun portal into my day can be found here —–> Holy Throwback, Batman!

Casey
8.2.08 – 38/365 – “Casey”

 Nothing especially amazing here except for this epic mug smiling at the camera. That’s my fella. He’s awesome.

That Gansta Haribo Life – 37/365

That Gangsta Haribo Life
This idyllic little scene came about when I got down to my last two gummi bears of the day (I generally go through a pack a week…very unhealthy I know. Someday, after Armageddon has set in and all human remains are buried deep in the disaster rubble, aliens will come, dig up our fossils, they’ll do all sorts of testing to learn about this previous life form’s eating habits. That’s when they’ll find that these creatures ate massive amounts of toxic rubber-ified sugar…ahh…the mysteries of alien life). ANYWAYS.

So, I thought these last two guys would enjoy a frolic in the forest before they met their hasty demise. I basically just stuck them to my laptop screen. Then I devoured them….

Long Week…not even over…

Here are my “365” photos for the last 4 days….It’s been busy to say the least. A million video projects coming in for my freelance, along with two more weddings, and three more headshot sessions to schedule. Hopefully they all pan out, I actually SAVE the money, and everything goes according to plan for November.

Sarah
“Sarah” – 7.31.08 – 36/365

A close friend of mine had a baby three months ago. I hadn’t seen her since the birth, but finally got to today. We went out for icecream, caught up, and laughed about old times. Her little one, Sarah, is too cute for words. Can’t wait to finish their maternity album this week!

Stress
“Stress” – 7.30.08 – 35/365

All the photographers, session designers, presenters, and makeup artists (at my job) were gathered together for a photo shoot (not sure exactly what will end up being used for). While waiting around for my individual portrait I started snapping away. I believe the new system has been wearing on all of us, as can be seen with Alex and Sam.

Blue Cups
“Blue Cups” – 7.29.08 – 34/365

Not much inspiration today. As a follow up to yesterdays post, we also have reverted to the crummy blue cups that have been sitting in a cupboard for months. At least their getting used.

10,000 Spoons
“10,000 Spoons” – 7.28.08 – 34/365

As usual my boyfriend and I have procrastinated in regards to the kitchen (specifally the notion of ACTUALLY doing the dishes), so we are stuck without silverware and resort to plasticware. Of course forks are the first to go and then knives (we’re not really soup people), so we’re left with all these spoons. Their too weak for icecream, so maybe I’ll end up making some spoon structure that ends up in a Ripley’s museum.