About this blog title

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.

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Day 364: Snow Street Shot

I am completely burned out. Long day. My mother is in the hospital. Went there last night at midnight. It was scary for awhile, but she will be fine. I have an apartment that still needs my attention (& I really need to get it rented & get some cash flow from it).  I had a brutal day photographing baslketball and on and on. I'll try to elaborate tomorrow.

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