Tote Bags and Such

I had just missed the shot that I wanted. 

It looked like the father had been waiting for his wife and daughters to be done browsing for a long time; he was standing like you see and his little girl was leaning against the cart; there was a separated togetherness that I had wanted to capture but then she moved and ruined it. 

I should have asked her to go back and lean on the cart.

Keep Your Friends Close

I might live in Title Town but this post has no title

Zakim Bridge

Her mind was everywhere

Love Tattoo

Stanley Cup Champions

It's not the angle I would have chosen

There was a grandmother, father, mother, two daughters, and a son; these three got to pose.

Lost pictures and Saturday

Step Your Game Up

They are talking about the business of tying balloons

How about a post?

This lady's T-shirt indicates that she is the world's greatest dad; at first I had my doubts but those doubts were based purely her being a woman. She might be the world's greatest dad. Who am I to judge?

This guy was sitting there with his eyes closed even before he was half way through his first glass of beer from that pitcher. He didn't seem drunk, he just seemed odd. I would never order a whole pitcher of beer for myself, mostly because the beer gets warm and little because it looks like you have a drinking problem.

Homemade: mashed potatoes, chicken, gravy.

I do revel in that my youngest niece, who's four years old, has stated that I make better mashed potatoes then her mother does while her mother is standing right next to her.

One of the chickens cooked on the Weber charcoal grill. It was cooked: beer-can style on something I purchased from Williams-Sonoma on sale a couple years ago. No actual beer cans were used and the beer used came from a bottle because in my house I do not drink beer from cans.

I also have some video of two guys on the subway taking about the politics of street performers, particularly between one balloon "artist" (someone who ties balloons into unwanted shapes) and another balloon "artist" but you will have to wait for that because it's being uploaded to my youtube account. 

I guess flowers are a big seller in the balloon tying game and one guy was upset with another guy for making flowers too close to where he was making balloon flowers, and the second guy was like: "Then step up your game," and you know what? I don't disagree.

If a certain amount of money can be made by simply twisting a balloon into the rather simple shape of a flower, then I might stand right next to you and twist balloons into those same simple shapes and if you don't like it, then do something that not just anyone can do, twist harder, or faster, or bigger - Step up your game!

A short

Melissa says I should eat avocados and she wants proof that I eat them. I think filming myself eating half an avocado is kind of funny.

Title

It’s all paperwork to me. The names and places really don’t have a bearing.

It’s all paperwork until I have to race over to the professional baseball field to change the No Parking signs that my memo had set into motion to have put up.

The signs needed to be changed because there was a conflict between someone making a major motion picture and a motorcade for a member of royalty.

I complained about it in an email to someone that holds my heart.

She replied: “You get drama between princes and movie people!! I get laundry and groceries.”

Still, my life is all just mostly paperwork.

When things go wrong, I extend the same effort to fix the problem whether it’s a crown prince or a single mother trying to run a block party. Titles do not impress me.

I’m not really changing the world.

I’m mostly just changing when you can park.

Lounge

Lounge

On granite bench in front of the Museum of Fine Arts in Boston.

Dear Tim's Blog

Please boycott Tim until he posts the Lounge photo.  It's one of his best ever.

Thank you for your attention,

Melissa

I've been busy

I've been busy and when I get busy I usually get quiet. I get quiet because I'm a bit from the old school. I get quiet because most likely my communications devolve to complaining. I know I've complained here before and often but that was at my leisure. I will not make time to complain. I will suck it up, Buttercup.

A lot of things have been finding there way to me: a lot of things that aren't really in my job description but those things presently are not in anybody's job description so folks come to me.

Folks come to me because I will usually have an answer.

I always try to be helpful in part because folks are usually helpful to me. I will always try to be helpful even though I sometimes only really have time to get my own things done. There are times when I wish to politely tell people to fuck off because I am super busy but that is contrary to my greater than mere mortal image so I overcome. But all that forced politeness takes it toll, it takes a lot of energy and when there is a lack of energy I get quiet.

So, I've been seeing a bunch of parades.

I'm not much of a parade person but I know someone who is, so I take photos of the parades, some of the shots are standard run of the mill parade shots but some of them are not. I've always been interested in other people's reactions to things, rather than my own reaction, mostly because my own reactions are rather subdued. Similar to when I go to Fenway Park. Fenway Park is great for watching baseball but watching baseball isn't always great. I will often watch the people more than I will watch the game, mostly because a lot of the game is boring and it is very easy to look everywhere but the field of play and still not miss anything important if you just glance back onto the field when folks are throwing, fielding or swinging, there are so very few times in a baseball game when something can actually happen and parades are even more uneventful sometimes, and often have fewer surprises.

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