If you’ve ever been to Bardstown Road after 9pm, you’ve probably seen the Pool Party Express. It’s an old, hollowed out fire truck that carries drunk people up and down the street, playing loud music, like a parade float or an open-air party bus. Counter-intuitively, there is no water involved. Kari booked the PPE for […]
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It’s been a busy last few days. I was going to shoot some pictures at Cave Hill with Karina on Friday, but she had to work late, and it rained most of the day. Later on we went to Ramsi’s and I finally got to meet Ann. Karina’s been talking about her for months now, […]
Read more...sleep deprivation
Turns out I didn’t have to wait that long. =) Jon called me yesterday at work, and after several years of not knowing if he was alive or dead (which I reminded him many times) plus a few hours of phone tag, we finally managed to see each other in person. We saw the new […]
Read more...old fiends
There are a lot of reasons why I’m glad I moved back to Kentucky, but there have been some unexpected consequences. Not negative consequences, necessarily, but unexpected. I knew there were a sparse handful of old acquaintances still living in Louisville, but I didn’t realize there were an abundance of locals that I’d actually want […]
Read more...I scoff at your winter storm
I was really looking forward to unleashing my winter weather elitism on this town and I’m glad I finally have the chance. =) Midwesterners pride themselves on being able to withstand the shittiest weather and coldest temps. My co-workers at UofL are impressed that I’m pretty nonplussed about the snow, and I don’t bother to […]
Read more...hey there social life, long time no see
Turns out there are more people I like in Louisville than I thought. On Monday, Katherine, Rania and I met downtown for dinner, drinks, and a good old-fashioned glass blowing demonstration. The boys from the West End school were there as well as Mr and Mrs Blair. I’d just read an article about Robert Blair […]
Read more...the thing about boobs
The thing about boobs is that they feature pretty prominently on your chest. If you know what I’m sayin’. And as a result of their prominent featurance, stuff tends to collect there. Pen stains (I believe I’ve already admitted my pen flipping habit), food stains, food. Water tends to get there first if you lean […]
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