One a Day

Still can’t run, so I went for a walk instead.  It was too late to take too many pictures though I was losing light fast, so my Grand Armory Plaza photos weren’t ideal.

Spent all day editing today, found this photo that I can’t really use for the wedding, but I loved it.  So its a make up photo for yesterday.

This is Whiskey.  He can be a real asshole.  Not in a viscous way, more like the guy that draws a cock on your face after you passed out with your shoes on at the party.

The sweetest pit bull I’ve ever met.  She gets a little over excited sometimes, but when she’s mellow she’s the bomb.  Such a sweet roommate.

I’m not even supposed to be here today…

I’m tired and I don’t feel well, and didn’t take a picture today.  I did upload this one that I took yesterday… If you feel cheated, just remember I could have lied to you because you would have no idea.

Finally strolled around at night with my tripod for a bit.  This was supposed to be an epic nighttime pic of the BK and Manhattan bridges… But this giant pile of rock salt really did it for me.

Shooting weddings really takes its out of me.

Kicking it old school for the punk show.  I think I’m getting to old to party like a 16 year old though.

Finding it hard to find words to type here lately… Maybe its because I’m writing elsewhere?  Maybe I’m just tapping myself out.. Who knows.  Anywhere here is another picture, the Hundred Twenty Fourth to be exact.