his pics are just amazing. i'm usually so partial to natural light photography, but this guy's work makes me want to go out and learn how to use studio lights right.
honestly, i'm loaning my flash to a friend for a few weeks, but when i get it back i think i'm going to start playing with it again. flash can be magic! (not that this was taken using a flash; his lighting is quite fancy. but you have to start somewhere!)
this is the kind of pic i was coming up with when i first got my SLR a couple of years back.
i was going through my pics tonight for a reason and came across this and was like, MY LORD.
This little guy tried to saddle up to the mama lion behind him. She chased him off (I have pics of her basically nipping him to get him to go away). Then he just sat here for a while by himself, crying for his mom. Who was apparently gone because he cried and cried and no one came to him. I was heartsick. I walked down the dock and when I came back Chris told me that he was dead - killed by one of the moms.
It's messed up, but I was actually relieved. I think getting killed quickly is a much better death than starving, scared, and alone. I don't know how we could've left there if he was still alive and crying for his mom. You are not supposed to meddle with wildlife, but dude... How can you not help? :(
They like to act like they're big and scary, but then they go to sleep and look like this.
the torts have been in the garage since before we went to san francisco since the weather has been so cold. they have a little enclosure, hiding place, and two heat lamps.
i put them in the sun yesterday outside the front door - it's not their enclosure, but since the area is gated it is still safe for them.
i fed them outside and a couple of hours later, late in the afternoon, i went to get them to put them back in the garage. i opened the door and saw this. too bad this doesn't have sound.
poor bjorn. she's always getting mounted like this by wailey. this time it was especially funny since she just kept eating while wailey worked away, making his funny piggy-sex noise.
ah well, i'm glad they have companionship and they obviously like each other well enough. :)
my first class tomorrow is cancelled! this gets me off the hook for reading like 100 pages of moby dick until tuesday! woohoo!
i went to boot camp tonight. this is only remarkable because the temperatures are in the 40s. there were like 20 people there monday night, but tonight there were only six or seven. i was lucky 'cause i ride bike to get there, so after that brisk 20-minute bike ride, i was quite warm. except my feet were frozen. anyway, it was a helluva workout tonight. i guess he wanted to keep us warm?
i hate this weather. i hate to complain about the cold, but c'mon... we're not supposed to get temps in the 40s here! i guess it could get down to freezing temps tonight. it makes me feel awful for that kitten at school. stray cats in general. and the iguanas! they'll be falling out of the trees tonight i bet. i'll check in the backyard tomorrow to make sure there are none passed out on our docks. you know, like last year, when i found the one and we thought it was dead and almost tossed it into the canal. then i realized maybe it was still alive and put it under a lamp and, sure enough, he got better.
ok. time to read.
There's a kitten at school. I guess there are a few. But anyway, I saw this one in December. A little black one. I took a trap to school and left it there for hours and nothing. I was there at dusk and saw a couple of adult cats running across the yard there. I realized that there must be some type of cat population there, so maybe the spot I had seen the cat wasn't his regular spot.
But today I saw him again. He kept coming out to lay in the sun, but if I came towards him he'd run back under the building. There were people everywhere, mind you, but I guess he's gotten as good at ignoring them as they do him.
I had a cat trap in the truck bed so went and bought some tuna and put it out. I stood closeby and read a book. A few minutes later I saw him poking around the trap. Snap! I was so happy - I ran over to grab the trap, by which time there was an entire mob of people watching the happenings.
As I was gathering everything together to go back to the truck, the cat started running back and forth in the trap. Then he tapped the door and IT MOVED. It's supposed to lock. And then, in an instant, he just slipped out. I was so upset. I re-loaded the trap and left for class. Three hours later, it still sat there, untouched.
I just feel awful because it's getting so cold. Bad cold spell - the low is 40 tonight. The poor little kitten is going to be so cold. I think it'll get down to like 38 tomorrow night. I guess I'll give it til next week and try again, by which time maybe he'll forget how evil the trap is.
In other news, our fridge broke. We have a little fridge in the bar thankfully so we put most everything in there and brought our freezer stuff to Patty's. We bought a little freezer tonight as a backup and I had some stuff that wouldn't fit in the little fridge, so I set it outside. I guess the cold spell is good for something.
We turned the heat on. I set it to 76. :)
All these classes are killing me. I have two books to read before Thursday. And am juggling like four others that I'm behind on. Whee!
I started making my "bucket list" the other night.. But erm, now it seems it's gone. Thankfully I didn't get too far.
But one thing I did write down was that I want to look good at my wedding. That's something I have always thought about... If I have to look back at my wedding pictures and cringe, there's going to be hell to pay. It was always something I would worry about later, though.
And now, well, nothing's official or anything like that, but I definitely think it's something I should be thinking about at this point.
Sooo... I retroactively asked for a membership to Beach Boot Camp from Chris tonight. He said sure, so I'll start going once we get back from California. That alone is three hours per week, and I want to start incorporating other stuff too - going with Chris on doggy jogs, etc.
This past semester just killed me. I was always eating on the run, always taking in sugary stuff to keep me going. No more soda from now on, and I am starting to make my own coffee at home rather than making a Dunkin Donuts stop every morning. The temptation to grab a quick breakfast there with my coffee is just too much, plus about half the time they manage to my coffee so sugary/creamy that I can hardly drink it.
So anyway.. I've said it before, but the only way to get into shape is to keep trying if you eff up. Now I really have something in mind though... Do I really want to be a fat American getting married in a foreign country? No, no, no, NO.
I'll post a picture, you know, at the end of 2009 or something. ;)
Sebastian is totally obsessive about balls. It's actually really funny.. If you want to mess with him, you just drop way more balls than he can hold. He goes nuts trying to figure out which ones to go after and how to get them all in his mouth.
OR you throw a ball when his mouth is already full. He drops what's in his mouth to run for the ball. Then he realizes what he did and turns around. Then he remembers about that other new ball and turns around again. Totally indecisive. Poor Sebastian. :)
Then when he wants attention, he nudges the balls until they're under the couch or the treadmill or something. Then he whines and forces you to abandon whatever you're doing to help him retrieve the balls. Which he promptly nudges under something again.