So, it’s the 4th of July and the beginning of a week long heat wave with temps reaching over 100F. My plans are on track but very far behind – a month behind on plans that were a year behind to begin with. As a result, and due to overall logistics, my approach to time…

Finally, 25,981 images uploaded to the cloud – indexing should be completed tomorrow or the next day. Then, one mass search for images to remove and I’ll start putting the best back out to the public… thinking about using pigallery and maybe even removing wordpress – all public images are going into a random pool…

18,000 photos transferred 8,000 still to go ~ 7 or 8 hours left …and the server is cranking away at postprocessing. So far, it appears there are some duplicates and video files will need manual intervention. Also, auto tagging is worthless – I might make a post about this, the failing of “AI” – apparently,…

Just a line and a hook is all one needs to go fishing in Mexico. A small stone may be used as a weight, a broken stick for a float, and anchovies found on the shore for bait… with just a line and a hook, fishermen go to the bay to catch dinner.

So far behind… I haven’t taken very many pictures since my friend passed away, and it’s been an emotional but healing trip through time organizing a master copy for the new system. Everything is getting uploaded to the cloud – 26,000 images after removing duplicates, but including a lot of pictures that didn’t turn out.…

More cloak and dagger bullshit… today, after dropping off an order on 2nd, I drove past Bodhi on the way to my next delivery. Definitely unwelcome, though yesterday seemed different. Nothing has changed about my driving routines, except that I don’t go to the guitar shop and I buy coffee elsewhere. But even a note…

It was the first one this year for me, and the weather couldn’t be better for a farmers market. Sadly, there are no strawberries yet, which goes along with the water being too cold still to float the river, but a good walk all the same. Way too many people, nobody I knew… I avoided…

I had planned on staying, 45 minutes on the meter, 20 minutes from home.I had planned on playing, finding a spot, seeking out some harmonious vibe.Effortless, if I follow the path of least resistance, always leads to the river.The mind can wander, with nowhere to go. But the spirit wasn’t there. Motion, emotion, always still…

Today marks 12 years of sobriety. I have no friends to celebrate, not even for my Birthday, not even for Christmas. Instead, I have enemies who try to frame me for crimes and slander me everywhere I go, or just pacify me to move me along. Damned for 20 years, and I’m still not guilty.…

There are no straight trees. They’re all crooked. Because there are no straight lines, only curves. Curves and internodes are what make a tree, not branches of rigidity.

The tip of an iceberg is nothing to sneeze at. Makes you think of big noses, doesn’t it?

…included this note with my rent check this month.

Incoming Photography 3k photos sorted, 4k to go. 165 video files This will complete the organization of my library from different places and different machines into one Master folder. Next will be editing the Public folder and postprocessing. I still haven’t decided on a solution for media hosting but the process is being streamlined for…

Before (2014) – After (2024) –

From a fortune cookie – Procrastination is the fear of success.