Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Sunday, January 29, 2012

Echo's headgear

My newest painting. (made the frame too...)

Apropos to AuNT Hill for the headdress.

GORGEOUS song from soundtrack, cinema paradiso

Saturday, January 28, 2012

Claus and Clyde and Nama

Storytime
Winter fun, warm chocolate cake shared out of the pan: Hilary's recipe for fun

125th anniversary of worlds largest recorded snowflake

Friday, January 27, 2012

Thursday, January 26, 2012

Norris Misty Night

Shot with Canon SD88O IS at ISO 3200
Prints available, starting at $500.00





































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Noah and Jill

my corner convenience store and mr. moon

i rolled into the parking spot at quarter before midnight, tired and famished from a twelve hour shift, and saw him standing there, a tall man in a golf cap, one of the many who loiter in front of my corner 24 hour convenience store. i braced myself for the inevitable begging or leering that i still attempt to become accustomed to and remind myself that i have plenty of copies of the baltimore homeless shelters brochures i carry around with me for moments such as this, although normally they occur while polluting the air at the insanity-provoking endlessly long red lights.

his clothes and his skin are blacker than a lyricist's ink but his countenance is among the brightest, if not the absolute brightest, i've seen among adults when his entirely toothless mouth opens up like a three-quarters moon and he jests, "I LIKE THEM SOCKS!!!!!" i am wearing plaid knee socks under pin-striped pedal pushers and black hightop converse. he may have a disability (one may also wonder the same about me given the description of my outfit!), he seems harmless, and his smile is infectious. he is exuberant; he is genuine. he is like a child. a moon-child.

i walk into the store and as i order my turkey sandwich off the touch-screen computer, i cannot help but break into laughter over and over. i glance toward the window and see him peering in, moon still at three-quarters light. of course he has to come in when he sees me glance over, as if i was beckoning and giving a "come hither" stare. once in, he continues cajoling, ne'er one tooth in evidence despite the widest smile i do believe i've ever seen. but i've learned to self-protect; vigilance comes with living in baltimore, you see, and so i lingered near the counter, which somehow felt more supportive than the magazine rack or open space, while waiting for my sandwich.

another customer enters the store and offers the bright moon man, his "buddy," a pack of smokes. mr. moon invites him to his birthday party, and the check out girl giggles with a subtle sigh, "you always invite us to your party." the smoke buddy asks when the birthday is, and mr. moon says, "july 24th." smoke buddy says, "you're on!"

mr. moon talks about what a smoker he is, everyone calls him "smokey," and he's too "hard-headed" to stop, only a bull dozer could do him some good. i lean across the counter and ask the lazy-eyed check out girl, "he's harmless, right?" and over a gruff voice singing about a cracklin' girl named rosie, she assures me in signature bal'more twang that he's harmless, lives with his father up the street, is famous around these parts, and quite a help at the store. the sandwich maker bags my turkey sandwich and i exit the store, my corner convenience store, thanking the baltimore dark and dank night that i have finally had the fortune to be shone upon by mr. moon, and therefore, be one step closer to the inner circle of quirkiness that makes this city something worth surviving.

Wednesday, January 25, 2012

Pretzels!

1.5 Hours to Cook. 30 Seconds to Eat.

Saturday, January 21, 2012

Riddle

Every man in a village of 100 married couples has cheated on his wife. Every wife in the village instantly knows when a man other than her husband has cheated, but does not know when her own husband has. The village has a law that does not allow for adultery. Any wife who can prove that her husband is unfaithful must kill him that very day. The women of the village would never disobey this law. One day, the queen of the village visits and announces that at least one husband has been unfaithful. What happens?

The Puppet's Court

This is using real transcripts.  Since they didn't have access to video from the court case.



Thursday, January 19, 2012

um...wo

I think in the end there's really nothing left to say.





Here's to hoping she has magical abilities

the invention of 2012 BY ECHO

And the new invention OF 2012. IS THE STICK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

WROTE BY THE INCREDIBLE GREAT ATHLETIC ECHO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Essie's meen, i mean, mean...

so Essies sais to me,

"Why does your face make me laugh so hard?"

So i sais to her, i sais, "maybe it's because your blond."

and then she said, "Thanks!"

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

kats painting

i just went back to look at past posts,
hil, thanks for the pics, love them,
and kat, your painting is beautiful, idealistic,
especially after a 10 year hiatus

thank you york and swipe!!!!

i want to publicly acknowledge and thank york for teaching mother-dearest, sally, (crazy ole) nama about the technological and savvy virtues of SWIPE. for that, i believe i can speak for the entire clan, we are eternally grateful... i already feel lighter, less apprehensive upon seeing the message box ding open on my screen. and, i can already count the precious minutes i am gaining back, with such swiftness i can now read her newly legible and fluent texts.

thank you york and swipe!

(and good job, mom!)

Water skiing is awesome...but not even close to the awesomeness of windsurfing...

Sunday, January 15, 2012

Quotes by "Echo"

Oh my Gosh, these are so funny! Echo really knows how to spread the funny around...

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"Sure go away, and when you come back the house will be in ashes."


"You already had dinner. You had it yesterday (witch!*)




* added by Seth

Catch the Money

Watch.

Make sure you are watching in HD and Fullscreen


http://vimeo.com/22439234

good times

 

 
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