Since I had to go digging for that photo of Rosie's in the last post I'm on a roll…
Some views of downtown San Francisco from the Mandarin Hotel skybridge, July 2000
Bits and Pieces
Proof I Used to Have a Butt. And Hair.
#Mood
But what exactly is the mood?
Scenes From A Road Trip, Day 4
I didn't do it. I swear!
I'm glad we didn't dally in Los Angeles. Apparently a couple trucks decided to mix it up just east of the California/Arizona border. We luckily got past it right before they shut down one lane of traffic and created a 4 mile backup.
We had a great time on our little getaway, but at the same time I'm glad to be home.
Scenes From A Road Trip, Day 3
We were kind of disappointed. We didn't get to see the two things we booked the Getty for: the photography collection and the post 1800 paintings. "Closed until January 2022."
Scenes From A Road Trip, Day 2
Scenes From A Road Trip, Day 1
Glitch in the Matrix
I spotted this at work when I got back from lunch on Thursday. I couldn't make out exactly what it was, but from the distance it sort of looked like someone wearing sunglasses and a suit and tie looking out the window. I took a photo in hopes of blowing it up and putting the question to rest, but alas, that didn't provide an answer. It was gone completely when I left work, so whatever it was moved or had been moved—as was the sheet draped over the window.
I'm going to write it off as a glitch in the Matrix.
Everyone Remembers Their First
A Long Time Ago In A Galaxy Far, Far Away
Throwback Thursday
Throwback Thursday
Well This is Fun!
I Was Incorrigible
…even when I was using a film camera.
I lusted after this gentleman on the daily since I walked past the hotel on my way home from work. He was always very friendly—bordering on flirtatious—so I finally got up the nerve to ask him out. He ever-so-politely turned me down.
I suppose I should also add the Palace Hotel to the list of venues from my previous post, although I never really frequented the place. It was one of those locales that had a reputation for a very low tolerance for menz gettin' busy in the restrooms, and arrests were commonplace. I happened to stop in for legitimate reasons once, and immediately understood why it was so popular—and so risky. The floors were a mirror-finish marble, and you could easily see everything going on in the stalls.
Throwback Thursday
I've Always Liked This Building
I Don't Know Art…
But I know what I like.
Oops!
Took this accidentally the other day while trying to get a car selfie. I rather like it.
They're Fake, But They're Still Cool
Just Some Old Glamor Shots
Anderson and I had some fine adventures.
Phonics
The venerable Westward Ho needed this filter, trust me.
I Haven't Posted Any Personal Photos Lately
Probably because I haven't been out doing any photography lately!
Sexy MoFo
I realized yesterday that it's been a while since I assaulted you with any pictures of Rabbit. It was a beautiful spring day so I whipped out the iPhone.
I Never Get These
I certainly would've picked other photos for my Top 9 Instas of 2020, but whatever…
Flashback Friday
Picacho Peak AZ, June 2007
A couple glamour shots of Anderson when he was new; shots I'd love to recreate with Rabbit but sadly haven't had the opportunity.
Glamor Shots
When I got Anderson, my first MINI, back in 2007, I photographed the hell out of it, like a doting father would do with his newborn. When I got Rabbit this past March, I had intended to do the same thing…and then COVID hit.
Opportunities for road trips and glamor shots have been next to non-existent, although we have managed to eek out a couple over the past few months. Still, it's nothing like what I had hoped for.
So…when an opportunity presents itself, I go for it, even if it's someplace local. At least it's not our carport…
Red
One of the great disappointments of living in Denver was discovering that trees did not do this there. Yellow, yes. Orange, yes. But no red.
Then and Now
More fun from Shorpy and Google Street View:
Film Noir
