More MotoGP photos from Austin. I wrote a story about it over here.
^–My brother and Wally.
I almost didn’t make it out west for Thanksgiving this year. Airfare was a bit outrageous when I first started looking in August. Thanks to Kayak’s price alerts, I was able to snatch up a relatively last minute flight for a decent price. I think that Thanksgiving is one of my favorite holidays. Interestingly enough, I heard several of my friends echo this sentiment during the weeks leading up to the holiday this year. Various reasons were given.. because it is non-religious, because it is during the fall, etc.. I’m not really sure why I like it so much. I had a really good one this year. I was able to see my parents as well as each of my siblings. I was also able to meet my newest niece. There are few things that are as satisfying as spending time with my peoples.
^—Newest Niece having granny time with Ma B.
I found out sort of last minute that I wasn’t going to have to work on Columbus Day. I didn’t have enough miles to go anywhere fancy, but wanted to get out of the city. I ended up booking a quick trip to Buffalo NY. I have friends up there, and I had never been. It ended up being a really fun time. Here are a few snaps.
Actually, this post is starting with July 3, above. It has been raining like crazy, lately. Summer rain in NYC is crazy. It can be torrential for a few minutes, then the sun comes out.
Here are some from the evening of the 4th of July. These were snapped from the roof of a boutique hotel on the west side of Manhattan. The Hudson was completely packed with boats loaded with people ready to watch fireworks.
And then, the mass exodus down river, after the fireworks. I really like the way these slow shutters came out.
The past weekend was one of the weirdest Easter weekends that I can remember. Overall it was positive. The weather was fantastic the entire time. Even though I missed a race that I had registered for, I did end up getting some running done. I was also able to hangout with some good friends who were in town from Texas. I was busy enough that I didn’t really have any time to shoot anything interesting (hence another iPhone photo). But I did get off to a quick start this week– shooting some promo shots of a clothing store in the VW, this morning. Here’s hoping for a good week.
I have traditionally been one of those grinchy types when it comes to this time of year. Christmas/New Years would just stress me out because of all of the traveling and the drain on the bank account. I have to say that this year I’m really looking forward to things. We didn’t do cards this year (which was a huge load off). We aren’t traveling until after the new year. And when we do it will be for snowboarding. Even though we have a lot of things planned for both weekends, they aren’t stressful things. Have a happy and mellow Christmas!
4 day weekends are boss. The weather has turned to crap, and is supposed to remain crap (rainy) for the duration. I’m not worried though. Some of our good friends will be spending the holiday with us, and I’m sure that there will be plenty of good times had. I’m also excited about my good friend Michael Corleone who will be returning from Italy after several years on the lam. Wait, that is a different Michael C.. My friend Micheal C., who is coming home from Italy to visit, didn’t shoot anyone. I’m hoping to be able to kick it with him for a minute or two over the weekend, as well.
Since it is sort of a Friday, I’m going to serve up this A train poem. I thought it was cheesily appropriate for this week since it has a bit of a gratitude theme.
The rain magnifies everything on the A train. The humidity on the platform, once bearable, reaches levels normally reserved for swamps and saunas. That subtle stench of urine/body-odor/halitosis becomes much less subtle. On rainy days, nose-deaf strap hangers are counted as fortunate. When it rains, the slight annoyance felt toward the person who keeps bumping your leg on the A train, becomes tangible as their wet umbrella soaks your slacks and drips onto your brogues. On the A train when it’s raining, that feeling of relief to finally be headed home goes beyond relief, and breaches the threshold of gratitude.
Happy Thanksgiving weekend!
[photo: Rush hour on the West Side Highway from the Vesey St. foot bridge]
I almost didn’t even go out to the comp today, since it was so overcast when I finished my run in the morning. The sun came out soon afterwards, and I got an email from one of my photog friends who said that the conditions were ok. By the time that I arrived in LB, the weather was great, but it was almost high tide, and the waves were kind of crap. I hung out in the press pavilion the whole time and almost didn’t bother getting the camera out. But then I decided that I should probably get a couple of atmosphere shots, at least.
I’m headed out there early tomorrow, hopefully the conditions will be a bit better, since low tide is at like 8 AM or something. I have had worse Labor Day weekends. At least I was able to work on my tan a little bit. Part of me secretly wishes that I could just skip out on fashion week altogether and just shoot surfing all week.