Spotted a Bald Eagle in Irvine the other day chilling by a Great Blue Heron. I was in such disbelief that a Bald Eagle was existing in Irvine I made Ashley do a U-turn for a second glance. I zoomed in and snapped this comically blurry photo as proof. File this under: Nailed It.
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Connect the dots, all of them.
The costume formally known as Prince. So over it.
A young boy dissects the confusion of a religious sculpture.
"OK I see that they are friends and are hugging...but what is that sword doing there? Who would want to stab an angel?"
A she-boarder goes bolts up the sidewalk in boots leaving the bro in the background scratching his butt in wonder.
Monday, January 17, 2011
"Everything that we see is a shadow cast by that which we do not see." - Martin Luther King, Jr.
The Great Park in Irvine.
Closed right before your very eyes.
"C'mon! All I wanted was a Sierra Mist and some Rolos!"
The rain stopped for a night during a week long storm in late December. Just long enough to lurk the Huntington Beach pier at night.
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Friday, January 14, 2011
A bag of what? Any guesses?
Childproofed windows only allow freedom for fingers nowdays.
Horizontal baby bungee.
I was lurking these people pretty hard waiting for them to cross paths with another lady that had a small dog on a leash but to no avail.
"Put me on your blog!" Some dudes in Norco said.
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
The champagne was popped and poured in gratuitous proportions.
Rob serves Jordon up a foamy refill.
Spontaneous bursts of music happened throughout the night.
Here Lauren helps Jared out with a walk'n bass line.
Are we celebrating the end of the year? Or the beginning of the a new one?
A few slumbered, some people's sleep was more enjoyable than others.
The last cold night of 2010 in Chihuahua Valley.
Morning came and all were excited about soaking in the new year in some hot springs.
A coffee cup and a ball to throw to the pup.
Tess and Carl greet the morning.
Jared gets the goat to submit to a friendship hold as Benny and Clayton keep close guard.
A couple of stowaways hiding in the backseat to get onto the Warner Springs Ranch.
Old and young flock here to soak in the sulfur water.
And another year rolls by...
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Cody and Jared doing more fishing than catching. Big Bear Lake, CA
This couple's leisurely stroll got a little more vulgar thanks to this tasteful ass munching mural.
This lady feels out some beginner braille.
"One morning I woke up and found my favorite pigeon, Julius, had died I was devastated and was gonna use his crate as my stickball bat to honor him. I left the crate on my stoop and went in to get something and I returned to see the sanitation man put the crate into the crusher. I rushed him and caught him flush on the temple with a titanic right hand he was out cold, convulsing on the floor like an infantile retard.” - Mike Tyson
Pretty boring, I know. Ive been scraping the bottom of my photo stash for the past couple of weeks. I should have some new stuff up by the middle of next week.
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Boat name of the day: Wheel Queer
Feathered hair, feathers on his belt and a feather dangly from his backpack. You should have seen this guy when the wind picked up.
An exhibit at the MOMA. Someone gathered all of the contents from their mothers house and arranged it across the first floor of the museum.
Summer time activities at Washington Square.
Someone's belongings in Central Park.
They have a doll for everyone now days.
Monday, January 3, 2011
I drove past this lady as she was dusting off her car like an antique on a shelf. I had to put the car in reverse to get a photo but missed the dusting action.
Black sheep living up to its name.
Anatomy of a Hager spot check.
Cody: "This skinny curved stucco hubba with heinous kink will grind for sure!"
Jared: "Fat crack before rail, check! Kink rail with no landing, perfect! Lets skate this shit, what are you waiting for?!"
As seen here the Hagers are an essential motivational tool for any skate session, nothing will stop them.
Some Long Beach ruffians look on with amazement.