Look now that I have a blogging app on my ipod I can live blog my life.

Amazing.

Wooh. I managed to get out nearly everything I wanted to say. Now it is time to pump up the google damage and make someone cry.*

*Not really cry because I’m sure the woman I’m venting about isn’t human.

Have you ever had a fight with someone who should be your ally? I am in the midst of that misery and I have decided not only will I win, but I will destroy.

There is an amazing Dar William’s song about her experience in college that has the following.

But there was a time way back, many years ago in college, don’t laugh,
But I thought I was a radical..

For me the song would end “don’t laugh but I thought I was an artist.” I still love both but I feel like I’ve moved beyond them, that I no longer have much to say or photograph.

I think I will survive if I just wait it out.

I look at my own blog and thing, “where did my talent go.”

I’m working on putting the fire back into my camera but it is slow going.

Out: Coffee
In: Elephant Tea

Today I was happy-sad to see that my favorite brownsfield was in the end stages of being cleaned. While I do enjoy a clean planet I’m quite upset about the path the site has taken from active workplace to future condos. The condos will be cheap and the support jobs will be minimum wage.