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I cannot tell you how many times I have shown up at events with a couple of cameras around my neck, a gadget bag full of odds & ends and a lighting kit and have been asked that question. If it happened once every few years, that would be one thing. But it happens a LOT. It's like getting pulled over by the police and he's standing there with uniform, gun, flashing lights and asking him "Are you a cop?" I would love to come back with a witty reply, such as "No, I am Jesus. Don't you recognize my beard?" However, I cannot be that rude.

Friday, February 18, 2011

Day 352: Dirty Snow

So, I am driving along, minding my own business, it is almost 50 degrees outside, I am stuck at a traffic ligh & what do I see? The scene presented here. As the snow melts all the dirt that has been hidden inside it's white beauty begins to surface. The truth comes out. Winter is full of dirt. Beauty is but skin deep.

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