Attention Deficit David

Revisiting: Old friends

Revisiting: Old friends, originally uploaded by davidjschloss.

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Cauliflower study #1

Cauliflower study #1, originally uploaded by davidjschloss.

Defiant

Defiant
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My friend Jenni and I are similar people. Oddly similar in fact, sort of that "separated at birth" kind of similar.

She was 675 bike miles ahead of me for the year, and I caught up those miles, and passed her a few weeks ago.

Now, with just a few days left in the year, she's trying to get ahead of me. Alright, bring it on Jenni.

The similar part? While she was taking this picture

Miserable Jenni

I was taking this shot of my steely reserve and determination. Same idea, only she looks like she's really not happy.

Oh yeah, other similarities, she did 10 miles, I did 20. Soooo close there, huh?

She's coming right for you!

She's coming right for you!, originally uploaded by davidjschloss.

Civility, She is Dead

At the movies tonight and the two women across the aisle were continually texting people. These ladies were not teens, they were in their 30's. Every ten minutes or so, the one closest to me would take out her phone and type something to someone, then put her phone back in the pouch of her hooded sweatshirt.

At about the sixth time she did this, I crouched across the aisle to her seat and said "could you please stop texting, the light is very bright and it's distracting."

"I'm not texting," she said "I was just turning my phone off."

"You were texting," I said, "I've been watching you the whole movie."

"No I wasn't, you jerk."

Okay, now let's step back a bit. Clearly I DID see her. It's not as if I did not realize that her thigh had some sort of radiation problem, where it glows in the same cellphone-blue light of, you know, a cellphone. It's a dark theater, I'm watching the lady type by the light of her own phone. Why would she choose to say she hadn't been texting? What's up with that? Did she expect "Oh, yeah, sorry this must be the first time you've done that, I don't know how I could be so very wrong. I'll just pop off to the neurologist now and see what all these bright spots are about."

Also, she was actually in the process of texting on her phone when I walked over. Is there anyone on the planet who doesn't know what that looks like? And how it doesn't look the same as, you know, turning off your phone?

My new photo mural

My new photo mural, originally uploaded by davidjschloss.

The flying None

I've been simmering on a project to add a gigantic cork board (think 4' x 6') to my office wall so that I can constantly decorate with photos from all the shoots I do but never post to flickr or put in albums. About a month ago I bought a roll of cork (you can find anything on the Internet) and I've been sort of lax on the next step, which would be to get the board to which I'd affix said cork.

Okay, that's not really the next step . First I tried to hang it on the wall by itself (turn out that nails in plaster will not hold up 30 pound of cork no matter how many times you try). Fail.

So I finally got around to going to Home Despot to pick up a nice piece of plywood and the vinyl adhesive needed to adhese said cork to said plywood, and selected a nice sheet of 1/4" oak hardwood plywood. Unlike the pressboard crap, the oak will hold shape over time. I monkeyed the heavy piece of wood out to my car, hoisted it onto the roof rack and secured it with some tie-down straps I bought (cursing and muttering at the self-checkout lanes all the way) and headed home at a slow speed with the hazards on.

Doing about 25mph on Route 303 southbound toward Valley Cottage I was commenting on how well things were going, at which point the wind picked up, snapped the plywood in half, and launched it at the BMW behind me. I pulled over, they pulled over, there was no damage to the car, the woman refused to take my information and we were on our way. One bag of vinyl adhesive, one trowel, no wood. Story of my life.

Went back today and bought two pieces of the same plywood, part of the problem with the first attempt was that the thinness of the material made it into a sort of sail. Two pieces would give it a bit of weight (and if I fucked up the cork the first time, I'd have something with which to give it another go) and give me something to secure with the several additional straps I purchased on this next go around.

Fortunately the wood did not fly off the car, and I got it into the house before it started raining. I can't bring it down the outside basement stairs, because they're a solid sheet of ice, so I brought them down the inside basement stairs. Nope, not going to turn the corner.

Hiked one of them up to the third floor and basically managed to apply just enough vinyl adhesive to stick my feet to the newspapers I put down (and probably stick the newspapers to the floor, I'll find out tomorrow) but not quite enough to make the cork stick. Hit it up again with Liquid Nails on the edges, and now I'm hoping we're in business. Tomorrow at some point I'll try to jackass it up onto the wall all by myself. What's the number for 9-1-1?

Charlie and Lola attack the sparkly

Charlie and Lola attack the sparkly, originally uploaded by davidjschloss.

Making chocolates helps beat the winter blues.

Making chocolates helps beat the winter blues.
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Don't it make my brown eyes blue?

Don't it make my brown eyes blue?
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