The name really says it all: a prairie garden. In the middle of Missouri, about 20 minutes from my house. My friends Henry and Lorna manage this treasure and while I’ve taken many walks with Henry, I’ve never seen this magnificent view. Used irresponsibly, drones can be a pain in the ass. But they’re here to stay and we’ll be seeing our world differently from now on.
Category Archives: Photography & Ephemera
Clean up your computer desktop

There’s a simple, easy solution to your nasty-ass desktop.
The Real America

TV

Regrets
I have a theory about regret. We are less likely to admit regret for actions that cannot be reversed. I think it might even be impossible. In the latest episode of House of Cards, Claire Underwood is asked (by a woman) if she regrets not having children. Claire answers with, “Do you regret having children?” Sssssnap. It’s damned difficult to find a parent that will admit they sometimes wish they had not had children. I suspect the same is true for tattoos. No matter how ugly or fucked up the tattoo, I’ve never heard anyone say “Wish I hadn’t done this.”
Early Elvis contract

In 1955 Elvis Presley appeared at a little honky tonk called the B & B Club, in Gobler, MO. Not far from my hometown of Kennett, MO. More information here, including an audio clip with my father who was working at the local radio station. The contract above is between Elvis and Jimmy Haggett, who also worked at KBOA and booked entertainers on the side. If you look closely you’ll see Elvis was to receive 75% of the gate to be paid “after dance.”
Left his Big Boy camera in the car

What’s going on here? Can you really get credentials to photograph the national championship game with just your smart phone
Old Reservoir Dog
Playing with photo editing tool called Tonality. One of the effects gave my ghostly visage some color it has never had. A bit startling. I’m sure an experienced Photoshop hand can create effects like this all day long. As an amateur, it’s fun to have tools like this.
Goodnight
An hour in a laundromat

I spent an hour in a laundromat this afternoon, washing and drying a load of clothes. I can’t remember the last time I did that. Must be 30 years ago. That’s about how old our house is and many/most of the appliances. A major remodel starts in a week or so, including new appliances which are gasping their last.
When I had lots of Important Stuff to do, sitting in a laundromat was a hassle. Today’s chore wasn’t one at all. I’ve reached he point where waiting for the spin cycle to end is the most productive thing I do all day.
Barb tells me the new washer and dryer can be operated from our phones and we’ll receive notifications (if we want them) when the wash is done. In the meantime, are you sure these aren’t your panties?





