[and i won't back down]

today, while i was standing outside my office getting some fresh air, i saw an older gentleman with a large format film camera. it was a beautiful camera, and he was rocking an excellent fedora. he took some pictures of the abandoned bar that i'm obsessed with and we talked about cameras for ten minutes before he went on his way and i went back to drafting database specs.


i'm also obsessed with trolling the raleigh craigslist photo listings constantly. i'm looking for a cheapcheapcheap 50mm/f1.8 lens for boomer, my film SLR. i want to know what i can do with that lens on a film camera before i commit to either an f1.8 (cheap) or an f1.4 (beautiful) for six, the dslr.

also i am listening to tom petty and watching oregon/okstate, the pacific life bowl. thus far: no whales. tom petty and cameras, awesome; this game, less so.

[dreamed we were walking down the aisle]

sometimes i dream about photos i've never taken -- shots i missed, or shots i've never seen. i think maybe they should make me sad, these dreams, but mostly they just make me feel peaceful. i think about those photos more than i think about the ones i actually do take.

[from a pay phone in la]

just give me a beer and give me a bed
chase the demons out of my head
play me a song and sing me to sleep
and meet me in the middle of my dreams