Come and find me...

Here's the cute kid playing hide and seek in the apple bins. Isn't this a great shot?

Family Unit

Here we are. It's difficult to get a family photo that you and everyone else in the picture like. This one was the first one we took. Then we took 100 more just in case we somehow could look better. It was a waste of time because we nailed it first shot out of the box. Then we went apple-picking.

La Comedienne

In a previous post I mentioned the animated stories complete with dramatic pauses and punchlines that the little peanut, Sadie, likes to share. Here's a couple shots of her telling a real whopper. Problem is she speaks Gibberish. A language intelligable only to those of the baby race. What a nut.

Loved By Millions in Europe

You may not know this about me, but I happen to be an internationally recognized, award-winning doodle artist. Yesirree. I won second place in an online doodle competition sponsored by Doodle of the Day, thankyouverymuch. This one here is called "hoods and cones." I'm huge in Latvia. 'Uge.

Cory: A Guy With a Blog I Tried to Link to But Can't Because It's on Xanga

Here's Cory. Funny man. Great friend. I put his picture up here because it's evocative of the picture of Daniel, my brother right there underneathe this one. Do you see the veresimiltude? Is that the correct usage of this word? Probably not. Idiot! Anyway, Cory has a blog and here is the link. You have to cut and paste it into the thing yourself and then enter a password and all that junk but it's worth it cuz homeboy is FUNNY. Looking bored in the background is Cory's wife, Megan. She is a kickass artist and one righteous chick. Here's the link I was telling you about: http://www.xanga.com/home.aspx?user=cocotheliar. Check it out. You won't be sorry. I promise.

Daniel My Brother...

Here's my brother, Danny. He came up for a visit on my birthday. He's a bike courier in DC and risks life and limb to deliver important packages to the Pentagon, the Department of Labor statistics, and once in a while even the White House. He also organizes and participates in bike courier races. Here's a link to a video some of his friends made while racing through the clogged up streets of NYC.Crazy Bike Race

Rear Window

Here is the view from the third floor of our house. Not a stunner but I like it. Sometimes pigeons creep around up there. One time I saw a snake slither down that chimney. Naw. I'm just kidding. I did see a cloud that looked like a snake though. Maybe more like a eel. Anyway, I like the view.

The Faces Are Everywhere.

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Meet Mr. Can Opener Man. He looks a little frazzled, no? I think he owes the Corkscrew money.

This is me.

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This is the me I'm most familiar with. The shadow me. Kind of a mess. Shifty-eyed. Feeling sad even though I'm in a beautiful place surrounded by light.

Sadie

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This kid is a goofball. She likes to show off her food. We all pretend to be very interested even though, as in this shot, it's just a piece of carrot. Lately she has taken to telling elaborate stories with animated hand gestures and a hilarious (to her) punchline. Every word of it is gibberish to us, but that only makes it more entertaining.

The Beloveds.

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Val and Sadie, my wife and babygirl. I love this photo. These two make me laugh so much. My friend Steve is right: I lead a charmed life.

Providence 2.0

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Here is a skyline shot of the city I love: Providence RI. I have issues with the cityscape in it's current form - there's a hole in the middle of it. I photoshopped the Auckland Skytower into the place I think we should build a signature piece of architecture that sets our city apart. And fills out the hum-drum skyline.

First Post Ever: How Is This Not Narcissism?

I caved. I said I wasn't going to do this. First of all the word "blog" annoys me. It annoys me in the same way that "sport ute" and "slice of 'za" do. But that's just me. My real hang-up with web logging is the element of inherent self-promotion. I can't get over the sense that I'm standing here in the cyber wilderness crying out: "hey everybody, look at me! Hey, hey, guys. Check out my interesting thoughts. Check out my funny observations." But here I am. In the end I guess I just started to feel left out. Too many of my normal (and humble) friends have joined the ranks of blogdom. I heard the water was warm. Besides I have a voice. I wrote a weekly column in my college newspaper. How is this any different? I want to be famous just as much as the next guy. Hey everybody...look at me.