Showing posts with label dreams. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dreams. Show all posts

Monday, October 15, 2012

I am Overkill, The Devil's Wrath!

Singer from the fantastic local band, Play Dead. They had all the lights on full, which gave me perfectly lit subjects.
This concert was a fantastic event for me, not only getting to hear some great bands and making some new friends, but it's one more thing off my bucket list.

Thursday, January 19, 2012

Farmhouse

There are two images I've always wanted to capture, the lone tree in winter, and the abandoned farmhouse. So far, haven't gotten either one, but one day I will.


This farmhouse isn't abandoned, but the red paint coupled with the blue sky and white snow was just too appealing to pass up. If you bring up the full sized image, you will see it was snowing when I took this.

Friday, June 6, 2008

Destiny

The name speaks volumes to everyone. Even if you know nothing about cars, the DMC12 rings a bell. Doomed from the word go, with all the cards stacked against him, DeLorean nonetheless created a cultural icon. There is a sense of history standing next to one. Despite all the well known mechanical problems with the DMC12, I still want one.

Sunday, March 23, 2008

Dreams

I admit, my dreams are pretty weird. Not weird in a "I dreamt I went to work in a dress" kind of way, but more like "I dreamt a zombie holocaust occured and all I had to fight them with were live chickens."

So the other night, I dreamt I was going to play miniature golf and ended up in a professional golf tournament with Fred Couples. For the record, I don't golf and don't event like golf. But more than just that, Fred was totally crazy. He'd tee off as normal, but as the golf ball landed on the putting green and near the hole, he'd remove his clothes, lay down on the green, and try and visualize how the ball might like to be. Then he'd balance a hard-boiled egg (minus the shell) on top of the ball, watch which way it fell off, and this somehow determined which club he should use to sink the ball.

Then the dream got weird. I've never met Fred Couples before, and should he ever read this comment, I hope he doesn't take it the wrong way. Nonetheless, his golf game did improve, and should he decide to use the knowledge he has gleaned from here, I wish him the best.