Z-Dog, Don't Be Hating.

They say if you look into his eye you will see how you're going to die.

I looked into his eye, but all I saw was Drew Carey eating a burger.

That can't be good.

X-Ray!

A formidable picture for a formidable time

Be The Ball.

The is the plant that will single handedly save america.

Never Is Not A Thing.

Guess who went to the Zoo.

It was ME!

I did!

You are so jealous.

Quite!

Here you go, Anne O!

The deed is done. 

Xing!

I think this picture is something pretty rad.

Just to it.

This is a picture I took (badly) of some baby birds that are living on my house.

I've seen these birds grow up from ugly ass little birds, to slightly less ugly little birds.

They are pretty cool I think.

Use This.

Sit down son and let me tell you a tale.

This story, like all stories starts with me buying something that looks tasty.

Now, like any other fool, I make my mind up on what to buy on one factor and one factor only, how awesome looking the box of the candy is.

So I run home as fast as I can, candy in hand, I sit down, open the box and pop some of the candy in to my mouth.

I'm met with...... well I guess if death had a taste it would taste something like these devil candies. I try to wash the taste out of my mouth yet nothing seemed to work.

In the end I just had to sit back wait for it to end, either the taste or me, I don't really care by that point. Luckily for me, I withstood this horrible candy, and lived to tell the tale to you.

Home Is Where The Chest Is.

Hey guess what!

chicken butt.

Mans Got To Do.

Have you watched Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog? 

If not, dude whats wrong with you? 

GO NOW, and watch it.

People who rock.

Some friends of mine are so rocking awesome they got a creek named after them.

Really?

This is were I work.

I work for money.

It's a very nice place to work I guess.

Even if I still haven't got any money. 

Ever Never.

I have nothing to say.................. except that.

I'm meeting you halfway.

Oversimplification of Gentrification, fun to say, easy to do.

Here We Go.

I was thinking the other day, that I should take requested pictures.

If you want me to take a picture of anything (anything within reason that is) all you need to do is ask.

I have a pretty great job.

Here you go, now go off and buy yourself something pretty.

If you're happy and you show it find a poet.

You just can't come back from that.

When you look at that little fake pink bird and you can see the anger in his eye, and you know there are three more of him right behind you, well you just can't come back from that the same man.

Ho Yeah!

Are you ready?

I SAID ARE YOU READY.

For a picture.............. OF MY BLOCK!

Yay?

You might say that I'm....... Foxy?

You might think I made this. You might think I spent days and days trying to get it just right,

working  hard with the small amount of talent I have. And then, after I was done, you might think I took a picture to share with you people. 

You might think all that.

You would be wrong.
This picture did not come out of my time, or my work, hell I didn't even pay anything for it. I found it. I found it in a small alley near my house. It was just sitting looking like it's been in that alley for years. So I did what any thinking person would do.......... I took it and ran. 

It's not really a great picture, but if you look at it you can see a little bit of the maker in it, and I find that pretty cool cats.

So what I'm trying to say in my own crazy way is Weinstein, wherever you are, I think your picture is the shit.

Cookie sky.

A man I know got an iphone the other day, needless to say I plan to steal it on the morrow. 

Maybe, maybe.

Some people would say I took this picture poorly, those some people are me.

Fight brain.

If I keep updating this stuff at this time of day/night my brain will just implode into it self.

But hey I'm just a teen right?

we are just full of humbuggery and foolish ways.

Tree-T.

By reading this sentence you are signing away all legal rights, TO ME!

 MUhahahahah.

Is you a witch.

This looks like a scene from To Kill A Mocking Bird.

That is, if To Kill A Mocking Bird was a story about a boy taking a picture of a coyote.

Clap your hands if you want.

Just a small warning , if you are a person of a soft nature you may want to skip this picture, i's up to you.

I got a tip that this sign was just lying on the street corner.

But when we got there it was ripped up in three pieces, I wonder why.

Knowing the Fuzz in my area this could easily be true.

Then again, knowing the amount of crazy homeless guys does kinda take away from the reliability.

You could enlarge if you want.

Well guys we had a good run. I remember all the good times had with my unschooling friends, but I guess all those times are at an end. It's too bad I thought we were really getting somewhere with this whole " No School Thing" But I guess we were wrong because of one single fact.

Oh yeah you heard it. Now I was laboring under the odd delusion that this whole living in the real world, making my own choices and learning from them thing was helping me, follow me here, LIVE IN THE REAL WORLD AND MAKE MY OWN CHOICES. Guess I was way off the mark. Good thing I can get back into my right mind and head on to school. Sure I might miss that whole living my own happy life thing, but as the good man says.

Sucks I know but we'll always have the conferences.

You may.

This is a sight for poor eyes.

The only person at fault is.......

I'll never get how people take the sheer craziness that is a working camera in stride like they do. Don't get me wrong I understand the technology of it, but still the idea that a lump of metal can capture a moment in time, that it can recreate that moment, that later on you can alter that moment at will. Even though I understand how it's done it still makes no sense if you think about it for any amount of time.

So to sum up my point, people are crazy.

A study in old school.

Say what you will on his position concerning the economical downfall of the western market, the man plays a mean game of Parcheesi.

The only shoes I ever loved.

Yes it's true, these are the only shoes I ever loved. They don't look like much, in fact these bad boys are pretty ugly, however these are the only shoes that I felt cool in. 

I don't know why, nothing about them looked Cool; they look like ferrets have been slowly eating them. I guess in a way that was what I liked about them, 

they already looked like a cat that's been dropped off Golden Gate Bridge, that meant I never had to worry about them, with them I could go anywhere at any time without needed to worry about them. 

These shoes have been through swamps, mud, I have traveled with them, knowing all the time that these shoes couldn't get any worse. These shoes let me do whatever I want worry free, about my shoes anyways.

Now you may wonder why the out of the blue shoe love?

Well it could be that it was my destiny to write this blog about shoes, maybe fate guided me to this point, or much much more likely I just decided to steal the Idea from someone else.

You can find the post that inspired this shameful post here http://trillonoise.blogspot.com/.

You don't always need to..........

It's kinda funny how when it's late at night, and the light is horrible, and I have a headache, is the time I take some of the pictures I like the best.

Maybe suffering leads to creativity.

Wait that wasn't funny at all.

Let's........... Rock.

Puns may be the work of the devil but I still love them.