Showing posts with label een per dag. Show all posts
Showing posts with label een per dag. Show all posts

Oct 27, 2008

p.s.

as you can see over there in the corner, I'm trying to rebuild my een per dag habit.
If you want me to take on a weekly theme, let me know, and feel free to suggest themes. I guess we'll see if anybody's still bothering to read this ol' blog.

Apr 8, 2008

April 4, 2008 held much for my camera. I think the sun, warmth, easy trip to Lincoln, and the blooming weekend all combined into a happy, photorific day.

Oh for an apostrophe. This place marks my turning spot on Dodge.


I love old mail shafts. The one in my new office building's got this handy reminder on it. I infer from Mr. Zip's pigmentation that it's patriotic to be red. Alcoholics and Native Americans rejoice!


Some views from my parking garage:

buildings:


buildings, including handy dandy Douglas County state courthouse:


buildings, including handy dandy federal courthouse (boring building at lower left):


Male pattern building:


Various street circles:



Leaving the garage, this is the view on my back porch, all ready for three little kittens. It's hard to imagine who else might sit there so primly, all in a row:



A sign that could serve many purposes:


A sign with maybe fewer purposes:


More signs, I guess. These, pizza related:




The Future Farmers of America were in Lincoln last weekend, I surmise. I find this amusing but I can't really say why:


Some stripey jeans, passing by:



And a flock of funnily lit bar photos.






Mar 26, 2008

How to make a button and other useful facts

Here's how to make a button. Watch it, it's funny.



Other Useful Facts:

Tierney is the dog-park kid.



This bucket has a hole in it.



I am approaching the end or the packing, only to look down the barrel of unpacking.


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Mar 25, 2008

the last week begins

This time, for HDL, notes on top.

I actually washed the ice trays before I packed them. (I suppose this may still be news to someone out there--I am moving to Omaha on Sunday [same job, different office]).


Adjectives that seem to suggest more than pizza:


Breakfast at Penny's. Tasty, and friendly, but not so easy on the estomago. They throw sugar packets at you when you read at the bar (minimum of two people at the booths).


A North Platte (the river) walk,



accompanied by my dog friend.


At what they call "the rides" at Cody Park.




NP's version of Japan's naval flag.



There should be more of these in parks:


Cody's a pretty good park: a river, "the rides," elk, geese, various playgrounds, frisbee-golf, camping, and outdoor fireplaces. Plus, or so I've heard, gay men are free to gather there at night! Poor things, they have to go somewhere. NP does not strike me as a particularly gay-friendly place. I like its parks though.

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Mar 21, 2008

work and home


The back end.



Tool of the trade (can be exempted from seizure under BK law).


A client's child's depiction of her happy family (little does she know).


The neighbor boys tagged my garage with "weney." It's not just my garage though.



The front end.


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Mar 19, 2008

trails

on the way home from the vet (Lulu's feeling better).

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Mar 18, 2008

leftovers

Sometimes it is hard to decide which eenperdag to use. So sometimes, like today, I will post the outtakes here.


Our 8 inches of snow.




At the dog park.

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Feb 27, 2008

sweet

I figured out how to stick it in. Over there, on the right. see?

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Een Per Dag

I am now participating in this one-picture-a-day blog.
We'll see how long I can keep it up. I hope a while, as it is pretty fun to be carrying my camera around again.
I might try to figure out how to post my one picture a day here too. Or maybe I'll just do it the old way.

Here is my picture from yesterday:


It is some dead paperwhites in my window-sill. When they are alive, their blooms stink and I don't like them. But they take on an interesting shape and hue when they are dead, and don't stink.

And here is the picture for today:


These are some old tile bits that have been out in the parking lot near my office for a while now. Bon voyage, tile bits.

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