Fauxtoshop
From 320 x 240 bluriffic pixels captured on the BirdBathCam to this overblown and heavily filtered piece of fartistic indulgification, ladies and gents I bring you the infinitely quadruplificable “Robin at the Wellspring.”
The End Of An Era
A lifetime streak has come to an end with receipt today of my first citation as a cyclist. Riding in to work this morning I rolled southbound through a Culver City T-intersection stop sign on Duquesne above Jefferson and on the northbound side — doh! — there just happened to be a CCPD patrol car …
Morning Snap: Fortunes
(click to quadruplify) I think this collection began a couple/three years ago when we first started enjoying the food of the restaurant called Pho situated in an unmarked section of the Susnet Boulevard strip mall a half block away from us. I know the coconut half shell is a souvenir we lifted from our room …
Microfiction – 053/365
What is this about? Good Roger fancied himself something of a superhero. Not someone bulletproof who could leap tall buildings at a single bound, or who with pinpoint accuracy and an effete bend of a wrist could somehow excrete a seemingly endless supply of a strong, flexible super adhesive material with incredible velocity and force. …
Little Foxes
(click to triplify) Isn’t it funny how we forget about stuff. I was cruising through the back end of the ridiculous amount of photos I have online at Flickr, and these two Santa Cruz island foxes showed up, bringing back a flood of good memories of the days I spent in November 2004 with a …
Morning Snap: Cats On The Mats
  (click to quadruplify) Pumpkin, Jiggy and Pepper await Susan’s arrival and breakfast.
Microfiction – 052/365
 What is this about? The Liquor Bank Job You could tell they were twins, but life had clearly beaten one of them up more than the other, giving the impression that they’d been born ten years apart instead of maybe ten minutes. Sitting in the right turn lane on Crenshaw at Stocker I saw them …