a few from the latest round in sacto.
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
to prove it
as many house of m followers know by now, i spend the occassional weekend helping the dad run his nostalgia dragster. and while at the time, in that moment of sweating to death in sacto, or feeling filthy by 9 a.m. in bako, i feel like the weekend will never end--after it all, i more often than not look back at these times and recall some pretty great moments. some of which i try valiantly to capture in photo form, though to be honest, most of the time not that successfully. alas, i shall probably never be as great as this mark at capturing both the loud and the quiet of these sort of events, i'm still content in knowing that such images always bring back to me succinct memories in but a glance.
a few from the latest round in sacto.
a few from the latest round in sacto.
Thursday, July 16, 2009
when i step on the scene
last friday i made what some may think of as a bad, spur-of-the-moment decision. in looking back, it was. definitely. no two ways about it. and in the end it didn't even get me to my expected result. besides a good story to tell about 2 pit bulls the size of small horses and a creepy guy lying on a bed, i had no takeaways of any kind. well, except my life. sounds bad, right? well, trust me, it was.
revelations of bad decisions hit like freight trains. all of sudden a deep intake of air is held on the realization that it could have ended a lot differently than it did. and then comes the thought, well why didn't it?
yet, for all of those sudden epiphanies, bad decisions still happen. that's life. we're human and therefore shall error.
the friday happening made me sit back and think about other bad decisions(made both quickly and not so quickly) i have made so far in this life. and though a handful were quite humbling, some were less so. but hey, just as important.
like thus:
-letting my mom talk me in to a short haircut when i was 9. "here's a ticket for the little fella". yeah, i'll leave it at that.
-roaming up and down the aisles of safeway while in college in search of "cupcake mix" (i still contend it would have made millions). though the looking for cupcake mix wasn't all that disastrous, asking the cute safeway boy (who was in my film theory class at the time) was a wee bit cringe-worthy.
-accidentally walking in to the men's restroom. okay, this has happened twice. but in both occurrences, i was weary and i really had to pee.
-buying the Lit album. it was a weak moment.
-going to see the double feature of "leaving las vegas" and "dead man walking". took me months to recover.
-buying those ugly shoes. all of them.
-wearing the triple layer socks (all different in color) while in elementary school. while some may argue i was too young to notice, i still believe i wasn't too young to care. those photos of "twin day" still haunt me.
-the side ponytail. this ties with scrunchies and the banana clip.
-cutting the finger on the right hand not a mere 5 minutes after i sliced one on the left hand with the same knife. but man was that casserole delicious.
-having the 3rd martini, 4th beer or 6th shot. consequences, all.
and yet, in the end, it all could have been worse. and it has all defined my path (even the socks) so i'm grateful.
i'll tell you though, that short haircut thing still stings.
revelations of bad decisions hit like freight trains. all of sudden a deep intake of air is held on the realization that it could have ended a lot differently than it did. and then comes the thought, well why didn't it?
yet, for all of those sudden epiphanies, bad decisions still happen. that's life. we're human and therefore shall error.
the friday happening made me sit back and think about other bad decisions(made both quickly and not so quickly) i have made so far in this life. and though a handful were quite humbling, some were less so. but hey, just as important.
like thus:
-letting my mom talk me in to a short haircut when i was 9. "here's a ticket for the little fella". yeah, i'll leave it at that.
-roaming up and down the aisles of safeway while in college in search of "cupcake mix" (i still contend it would have made millions). though the looking for cupcake mix wasn't all that disastrous, asking the cute safeway boy (who was in my film theory class at the time) was a wee bit cringe-worthy.
-accidentally walking in to the men's restroom. okay, this has happened twice. but in both occurrences, i was weary and i really had to pee.
-buying the Lit album. it was a weak moment.
-going to see the double feature of "leaving las vegas" and "dead man walking". took me months to recover.
-buying those ugly shoes. all of them.
-wearing the triple layer socks (all different in color) while in elementary school. while some may argue i was too young to notice, i still believe i wasn't too young to care. those photos of "twin day" still haunt me.
-the side ponytail. this ties with scrunchies and the banana clip.
-cutting the finger on the right hand not a mere 5 minutes after i sliced one on the left hand with the same knife. but man was that casserole delicious.
-having the 3rd martini, 4th beer or 6th shot. consequences, all.
and yet, in the end, it all could have been worse. and it has all defined my path (even the socks) so i'm grateful.
i'll tell you though, that short haircut thing still stings.
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
fastpass to fun
some pics from my recent trip to the l.a. roadster show and disneyland. a charmed weekend indeed.
original owners and crew member of the 99jr. roadster. and the new owner (conveniently of my relation). these guys were among the first to drag race and the first multi-car drag racing team in the history of the sport.
the dad and mikey going for a spin in mike's roadster. nothing good ever comes of this.
and on to disneyland. it's a small world. and a very glittery world. full of day-glo paint.
mikey. always taking the 'important' phone calls
the lil smiths, robbie and mitch. i adore these two guys.
our fearless leader.
the last thing she said before getting on splash mountain was 'i don't want to get wet'. a fail if i've ever seen one.
me and the dad at the end of a great day at the happiest place on earth.
original owners and crew member of the 99jr. roadster. and the new owner (conveniently of my relation). these guys were among the first to drag race and the first multi-car drag racing team in the history of the sport.
the dad and mikey going for a spin in mike's roadster. nothing good ever comes of this.
and on to disneyland. it's a small world. and a very glittery world. full of day-glo paint.
mikey. always taking the 'important' phone calls
the lil smiths, robbie and mitch. i adore these two guys.
our fearless leader.
the last thing she said before getting on splash mountain was 'i don't want to get wet'. a fail if i've ever seen one.
me and the dad at the end of a great day at the happiest place on earth.
tiny bubbles v.6
in honor of this year's 4th of july (i know i'm tardy)
FDR's "rendezvous with destiny" speech, june 27, 1936
an excerpt
'but i cannot, with candor, tell you that all is well with the world. clouds of suspicion, tides of ill-will and intolerance gather darkly in many places. in our own land we enjoy indeed a fullness of life greater than that of most nations. but the rush of modern civilizations itself has raised for us new difficulties, new problems which must be solved if we are to preserve to the United States the political and economic freedom for which Washington and Jefferson planned and fought...
there is a mysterious cycle in human events. to some generations much is given. of other generations much is expected. this generation of Americans has a rendezvous with destiny'
FDR's "rendezvous with destiny" speech, june 27, 1936
an excerpt
'but i cannot, with candor, tell you that all is well with the world. clouds of suspicion, tides of ill-will and intolerance gather darkly in many places. in our own land we enjoy indeed a fullness of life greater than that of most nations. but the rush of modern civilizations itself has raised for us new difficulties, new problems which must be solved if we are to preserve to the United States the political and economic freedom for which Washington and Jefferson planned and fought...
there is a mysterious cycle in human events. to some generations much is given. of other generations much is expected. this generation of Americans has a rendezvous with destiny'
notes from the field
-i'm getting the sense that someone died recently but can't be entirely sure. could we get some tv coverage for crying out loud? way to slack CNN and the major 3.
-i've recently noticed that i can't part easily with crosswords that i've started and have not been able to finish (for one reason or the other). is it the hope that a fresh pair of eyes will allow for some answer revelations? or maybe it's just that i want proof that i figured some of the really tough shit out. i'm calling 30/70.
-a few days ago, i turned around to find the next 8 weekends filled with activities. how will i find the time to actually do the activities themselves? and how does this happen every single summer, despite all of my efforts?
-marked the 4th of july weekend with beginning the summer ritual of sitting poolside in an effort to see just how much sun i can reflect back in to the sky (i'm irish, therefore a wee bit pale-skinned). so far: me:2; sun: 1.5. i predict a battle more time consuming than the men's wimbledon finals. you're damn right i said it.
-yes, i have been sucked in to watching another season of the bachelorette. i completely blame AMC for delaying the Mad Men season premiere until august. fist to the sky AMC, fist to the sky!!
-still trying to find out how i get a friend like ben. anyone? anyone?
-while watching the movie 'public enemies', i had to ask myself if other people in the theatre were catching all of the mann nuances that are so worthy of praise. as the man next to me belched, i figured i had my answer.
-i've recently noticed that i can't part easily with crosswords that i've started and have not been able to finish (for one reason or the other). is it the hope that a fresh pair of eyes will allow for some answer revelations? or maybe it's just that i want proof that i figured some of the really tough shit out. i'm calling 30/70.
-a few days ago, i turned around to find the next 8 weekends filled with activities. how will i find the time to actually do the activities themselves? and how does this happen every single summer, despite all of my efforts?
-marked the 4th of july weekend with beginning the summer ritual of sitting poolside in an effort to see just how much sun i can reflect back in to the sky (i'm irish, therefore a wee bit pale-skinned). so far: me:2; sun: 1.5. i predict a battle more time consuming than the men's wimbledon finals. you're damn right i said it.
-yes, i have been sucked in to watching another season of the bachelorette. i completely blame AMC for delaying the Mad Men season premiere until august. fist to the sky AMC, fist to the sky!!
-still trying to find out how i get a friend like ben. anyone? anyone?
-while watching the movie 'public enemies', i had to ask myself if other people in the theatre were catching all of the mann nuances that are so worthy of praise. as the man next to me belched, i figured i had my answer.
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