Photoblog: Untitled

Its time to write another photoblog...

Its early, and I think I am going to go to bed, but I wanted to kill some time in the mean time



Lets see, I have done gnomes



and I have done trolls



What do I want to write about this time.

I just shaved...that killed some time



So now I am left to figure out what to write about



I guess I could write, except

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guess, I will resort to the good old fashioned, left handed keyboard



Tomorrow is the Summer Solstice...Once a significant date for me



it is now a day where I reflect upon getting lost
"somewhere along the way I got lost, and now I am just trying to find my way back home."





I got lost, or rather my car got stuck in the snow when I celebrated winter solstice...see my blog on the winter solstice adventure for a little humerous story.



Outdoor School is now over



and I have returned to Architecture....

here are some projects i have worked on, or doing something similar too


Master Plan for a school in Korea

another view of the Master Plan


Currently I am doing alot of work on a chuch much like this one


but I would rather be out backpacking the world


supposedly I met get an opportunity to hit up another 200-300 miles of the trail this summer...five hundred if I don't care about my job.

I would be hiking around lake tahoe area....not near the lake, but more up around the smaller more pristine lakes



well, here i have killed time and not givin you anything but a dull read...
me thinks I should call it a wasted blog




feel free to drag this one to the trash



cheerio, and good day

ODS Calls

the outdoors call




i need to get away
back to the woods



back to the soil



back to the campfire



back to songs



back to students



by the weekly busload



maybe outdoor school is coming soon.
but not soon enough



i miss barges



ghost chickens



the ol' big dipper

gypsies






So for those of you wondering and asking, because I get it daily.
Yes, I am returning to Outdoor School.

Writing Exercise: The Things We Do

"Not so hard," I whimpered
"Oh shutup, you'll like it in the end."

He stood behind me with his hand deep in my hair, crunched in his fat hairy knuckles, as he pumped away. I wondered what my friends would think of me if they knew that I did this to keep my finances in check.

He stopped a moment to take a puff on a cigar, no fancy cuban cigar either. As he stood behind me, I could see him in the mirror. The ashes from his fat cigar fell onto his sweat stained wife-beater. His hairy stomach crept out from under it and rested on my back. Putting the cigar down, he blew the saddest looking smoke ring to his side as he thrust his other hand into my hair.

Turning my head this way and that way, he decided he wanted to have a go at me face to face. He turned me around and smiled with his gin blossoms and rotten teeth. He looked me in the eyes as he worked his way in and out, to the left and right, every possible angle to ensure my greatest satisfaction. This was the only humane trait of this beast.

"Time to blow."

I closed my eyes and before I knew it, it was all over.

"How much do I owe you?"
"Twenty."

I grabbed my gucci bag and walked out of the oil-stained garage. The girls will never know I got my hair done here instead of that pricey uptown salon.

Intelligent Design

INTELLIGENT DESIGN
by PAUL RUDNICK
Issue of 2005-09-26

Day No. 1
And the Lord God said, "Let there be light," and lo, there was light. But then the Lord God said, "Wait, what if I make it a sort of rosy, sunset-at-the-beach, filtered half-light, so that everything else I design will look younger?"
"I'm loving that," said Buddha. "It's new."
"You should design a restaurant," added Allah.

Day No. 2:
"Today," the Lord God said, "let's do land." And lo, there was land.
"Well, it's really not just land," noted Vishnu. "You've got mountains and valleys and—is that lava?"
"It's not a single statement," said the Lord God. "I want it to say, 'Yes, this is land, but it's not afraid to ooze.' "
"It's really a backdrop, a sort of blank canvas," put in Apollo. "It's, like, minimalism, only with scale."
"But—brown?" Buddha asked.
"Brown with infinite variations," said the Lord God. "Taupe, ochre, burnt umber—they're called earth tones."
"I wasn't criticizing," said Buddha. "I was just noticing."

Day No. 3:
"Just to make everyone happy," said the Lord God, "today I'm thinking oceans, for contrast."
"It's wet, it's deep, yet it's frothy; it's design without dogma," said Buddha, approvingly.
"Now, there's movement," agreed Allah. "It's not just 'Hi, I'm a planet—no splashing.' "
"But are those ice caps?" inquired Thor. "Is this a coherent vision, or a highball?"
"I can do ice caps if I want to," sniffed the Lord God.
"It's about a mood," said the Angel Moroni, supportively.
"Thank you," said the Lord God.

Day No. 4:
"One word," said the Lord God. "Landscaping. But I want it to look natural, as if it all somehow just happened."
"Do rain forests," suggested a primitive tribal god, who was known only as a clicking noise.
"Rain forests here," decreed the Lord God. "And deserts there. For a spa feeling."
"Which is fresh, but let's give it glow," said Buddha. "Polished stones and bamboo, with a soothing trickle of something."
"I know where you're going," said the Lord God. "But why am I seeing scented candles and a signature body wash?"
"Shut up," said Buddha.
"You shut up," said the Lord God.
"It's all about the mix," Allah declared in a calming voice. "Now let's look at some swatches."

Day No. 5:
"I'd like to design some creatures of the sea," the Lord God said. "Sleek but not slick."
"Yes, yes, and more yes—it's a total gills moment," said Apollo. "But what if you added wings?"
"Fussy," whispered Buddha to Zeus. "Why not epaulets and a sash?"
"Legs," said Allah. "Now let's do legs."
"Are we already doing dining-room tables?" asked the Lord God, confused.
"No, design some creatures with legs," said Allah. So the Lord God, nodding, designed an ostrich.
"First draft," everyone agreed, and so the Lord God designed an alligator.
"There's gonna be a waiting list," Zeus murmured appreciatively.
"Now do puppies!" pleaded Vishnu. "And kitties!"
"Ooooo!" all the gods cooed. Then, feeling a bit embarrassed, Zeus ventured, "Design something more practical, like a horse or a mule."
"What about a koala?" asked the Lord God.
"Much better," Zeus declared, cuddling the furry little animal. "I'm going to call him Buttons."

Day No. 6:
"Today I'm really going out there," said the Lord God. "And I know it won't be popular at first, and you're all gonna be saying, 'Earth to Lord God,' but in a few million years it's going to be timeless. I'm going to design a man."
And everyone looked upon the man that the Lord God designed.
"It has your eyes," Zeus told the Lord God.
"Does it stack?" inquired Allah.
"It has a naïve, folk-artsy, I-made-it-myself vibe," said Buddha. The Inca sun god, however, only scoffed. "Been there. Evolution," he said. "It's called a shaved monkey."
"I like it," protested Buddha. "But it can't work a strapless dress." Everyone agreed on this point, so the Lord God announced, "Well, what if I give it nice round breasts and lose the *****?"
"Yes," the gods said immediately.
"Now it's intelligent," said Aphrodite.
"But what if I made it blond?" giggled the Lord God.
"And what if I made you a booming offscreen voice in a lot of bad movies?" asked Aphrodite.

Day No. 7:
"You know, I'm really feeling good about this whole intelligent-design deal," said the Lord God. "But do you think that I could redo it, keeping the quality but making it at a price point we could all live with?"
"I'm not sure," said Buddha. "You mean, what if you designed a really basic, no-frills planet? Like, do the man and the woman really need all those toes?"
"Hello!" said the Lord God. "Clean lines, no moving parts, functional but fun. Three bright, happy, wash 'n' go colors."
"Swedish meets Japanese, with maybe a Platinum Collector's Edition for the geeks," Buddha decided.
"Done," said the Lord God. "Now let's start thinking about Pluto. What if everything on Pluto was brushed aluminum?"
"You mean, let's do Neptune again?" said Buddha.