Jibe talkin’

Nope. It’s not a typo. I realize that the b and v keys are right next to each other, but...

The devil is beating his wife!

I don’t know why, but from the time that I was a child, I heard that when it is raining...

Memories of Firestone Park

On Ashland Ave, nearly due south was Firestone Park. Each year, on the 4th of July, they held a pretty...

Life at 98% humidity

Over the past few weeks, I’ve been able to accomplish a couple of things in the morning simultaneously. I’m able...

The other day, in response to this post, Paul Butzi wrote: See? You have been infected with the virus. You *think* you know why you made that photo, sure. But from now on, you’ll be taking photos of gates, fences…

During the past couple of weeks, I’ve come upon the topic, stated in a variety of ways, about being undeniably good. Here is one that I particularly liked. It’s called The Secret to Success in Photography. Have a read, I…

I remember that as a kid, whenever I had money in my pocket, I wanted to spend it … sometimes. My parents would say that the money was burning a hole in my pocket. It just couldn’t wait to get…

The Green River We left on time! Unfortunately, about 30 minutes out, the captain came over the intercom and said that they were having radio problems. It kept cutting out intermittently, so we turned around and headed back to Charlotte…

If you could see me, you might ask me: Paul, it’s 1:50 in the afternoon. Why are you at your apartment cooking lunch and getting ready to drive back to Charlotte? And I would say: Ok, so the story goes…