AKA Abraham Bacoln

you are my sunshine (again but in a different way)
September 12, 2007, 10:49 pm
Filed under: photography, tidbit

You know, I’m really good at tagging my photos on Flickr, and tagging other things in other places, but I’m horrible at tagging my blog posts. I guess it’s ’cause WordPress makes it difficult, or more difficult than I think it should be. As a result my categories are worthless. Oh well.

I feel absolutely bloody fantastic. I’ve got a lot of wonderful stuff going on in my life right now. One of those things, high on the list but not the top yet most relevant to this evening’s post, is the weather. I am pleased as punch about the weather right now. It was hot here in June, then I went to Spain and baked my brain for a month and a half, and when I got back it was even hotter and twice as muggy as when I’d left. Seriously, I can’t remember suffering like this in recent memory. Well, except for those four years I lived in New Orleans. This was pretty much par for the course about 10 months out of the year. I remember one time in October that I left a show at 3:00AM and I was walking back to the car wearing a tank top and was sweating profusely from the heat and humidity. In October. In the middle of the night. That was almost as ridiculous as being bitten by mosquitoes in January. New Orleans had a lot of things going for it but the climate sure wasn’t one of them.


Last night it finally got down into the 50s and I thought I was going to scream I was so happy. I slept with all the windows in the apartment open and woke up underneath my not-so-thick comforter this morning all slightly chilly and it was beyond fantastic. I’ve got a pretty energy-efficient apartment so I just closed the windows this morning and when I came home it was still cool in here. I think if this weather holds then I have run the AC for the last time in 2007, and hooray for that.

Other reason (among many) that I’m in a great mood is that this weather means I can start riding my bike to and from work / school again without becoming a stenchpig. The ride home today was effortless and at just the right temperature that I was hot but not sweating when I arrived. Then I enjoyed my cool apartment while eating my current favorite meal:

1/2 large cucumber, chopped
1 roma tomato, chopped
ample olive oil
splash of balsamic vinegar
sprinkle of salt
several grinds of black pepper
a few basil leaves chopped fine
and then a light grating of cheese (today’s choice: Emmenthaler)

Seriously, I’ve had this for pre-dinner (but is it really a salad?) several times in the past month. It is so so good and light and refreshing that you should bring all the ingredients over here and eat it with me. Bring enough for me too.

After my pre-dinner I went on my first real bike+photo ride in months and months. I was in the habit of doing this almost ever night before I left and then it was simply too damn hot when I got back. I’ve been feeling a bit off in my inspiration for shooting, and then I see other people’s work (see previous post) and it just makes me question why I’m not taking more and better pictures. So. I was kind of disappointed today to not be doing portraiture BUT I was pleased with those with which I returned.

Out of today’s 79 exposures I got three good ones, all taken during sunset and I couldn’t be happier. I’m happy to have even gotten three usable ones, much less usable ones that I really like.

Man, I’ve got a whole list of other reasons I’m happy but you know what I also have? A whole sink of dishes to wash. I shouldn’t cook such extravagant and wonderful and complex and tasty dinners. I should just eat hot dogs. All the time.

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i like this post a lot, mister. 🙂 you happy=me happy.

Comment by liz

Mmmm…hot dogs. I had hot dogs tonight.

Comment by Alison

Yes, hot dogs. You can stick them in buns and heat them directly on the glass dish in the microwave. And eat them with oven mitts if you’re too impatient to let them cool off.


Comment by That asian guy. The tall one.

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