I gathered together some of the better of the sorry lot from lately and posted them here. Some of them are kind of interesting, I suppose.
Archive for the ‘Austin’ Category
Some random pics from lately…
Wednesday, July 27th, 20054th of July Fireworks pics
Thursday, July 7th, 2005I took some pictures of teh fireworks from Zilker park on the 4th. The didn’t come out great, but, considering it was my first time, a couple of ‘em aren’t too bad.
Flowers. Yep, more flowers. Also some geese, and a bunch of other stuff.
Sunday, July 3rd, 2005Today I took the E-10 down the hike and bike trail around Town Lake, to Zilker and the Botanical Gardens. Man, that place is hard to take pictures of, at least the bits in the Japanese gardens. The problem is that you’ve got a really high dynamic range–white rocks sitting in the sun, right next to shady bits with hardly any light at all.Still, I got some pretty good pictures.
A lot of the pictures are of flowers. Flowers and bees. I feel kind of bad taking so many picture of flowers, because it’s kind of cheating–it’s hard to take an ugly picture of a flower, and pretty easy to take a good looking one. Still, my newer ones are better. And I like flowers a lot, so there.
There’s also some pictures of these hard core geese that tried to shake me down for my bread crumbs underneath a bridge. They honked and they hissed, but I held firm, and so my belly is full now, and they’re hungry.
I got a few pictures of the gardens itself, a dragonfly, and some random other stuff. More worth checking out than the last coupla sets, that’s for sure.
Downtownio
Thursday, June 30th, 2005Got a few pretty pictures downtown the other day. Also a pic of myself I’m gonna use temporarily on Hi5 whenever I get around to listening to all the people who keep telling me to join.
Man, this would have been a crap weekend if it wasn’t so much fun.
Monday, June 27th, 2005Sunday I decided I was going to go hike the Greenbelt again, as I hadn’t done it in quite some time, and not at all since I got my E-10. I started out at Westgate again, and this time, having a better sense of location, discovered that there is in fact a trail that takes you all the way to the greenbelt proper in about 18 minutes.
I then hiked around a bit and after quite a bit of hemmng and hawing decided to head upstream to Scottish Woods trail and see if I could find any water. As you can tell from the pictures, it took a good long while to find any. Sculpture falls has, at long last, pretty much dried up. Even the most upstream of the falls at Scottish Woods wasn’t flowing, although the next one downstream was, and had a pool of incredibly refreshing water behind it. I had to get out as soon as I got in, though, to go meet various TAMU alumni for a trip out to lake Travis, and proceeded to make a hellacious uphill hike where I managed to give my camera a nasty knock that resulted in it acting a bit goofy ever since.
This made me very, very, very, very, very, very sad, especially as I was at the time under the impression that it had simply stopped working. I found out later that I can get it to work again by tilting it 30 degrees to the right and giving it a sharp whack on the right side of the case.
Despite my unhappiness over this, I had a helluva time out on the lake, but then was helping to load up my buddy Dave’s boat slipped and fell into the water with my brand new cell phone in my pocket, rendering it inoperable as well.
This also did not really improve my mood. It’s all seemed to work out in the end, though, as after a day of drying out, my cell phone is back in working order, and my camera was in working enough order that I was able to get some pretty nice pictures from the UT campus after work today.
And, to be fair, I did have a good time all around, so I guess it’s a wash.
More news: I can’t post all the pictures I want to this site that convey a story of the places I visited and things I saw, without diluting the quality of the pictures in terms of charting my progress in the act of taking them. So, I’m going to break out my best pics to another site, il.lusion.org, just about my photography. Height of arrogance, I know, but I’m an arrogant bastard, so there it is.
I’m working on some gallery-making software to make this possible and easy. It’s pretty early on, but I’m calling it, completely inappropriately, Galleria. I’ll give it a site when I get it at least semi-finished.
Brrrbbbllleebbbllll
Tuesday, May 31st, 2005Yah, I’m pretty drunk now right. I mean, drunk right now. Something like that.
I’ve been trying to make this something like a diary, ‘cept for publickish consumption, so you get some sorta here’s-where-i-am-right-now kinda feelin’.
So: I just got back from this party over at the Crockett Girls’™ place. I haven’t been hanging out with them nearly often enough lately. For those of you not familiar with the Crockett Girls, they’re these girls I met about 2 months after they graduated from Crockett High School, and spent the ensuing summer getting hella drunk with. They’re cool as hell, beautiful as all get-out, and their friends are even finer.
So, I haven’t been hanging with them much the last couple of years. Hell, one of them, Bree, even had a kid I haven’t seen yet. I shoulda been hanging out with them more. The fates have decreed that I shall not sleep with any of them, which, given that I’m 31 and the youngest of them hasn’t quite turned 21 yet, is probably, sort of moralistically speaking, (emphasis on probably) a good thing, but they’re still some of the most grown-up women I know, and hella interesting. I miss them and will hang out with them more, and will most likely [edited mofos. i control the horizontal. i control the vertical] who I met tonight. NEWayz, I went to Bree’s 21st birthday tonight and had a helluva time.
So me and Travis and Happie went to their party, and had a grand old time, and I got sloppy drunk and ended up back here typing the time I had into a textbox and resolving to:
a) Hang out with them more often, and
b) [edited this too, bitches]
See if I don’t.
Oh yah, consider this as close as you’re getting to a formal apology for those times I !#$%!#ed that one girl who was #$%!# !#$%!$^$%. I still don’t really regret it, but at least now I’ve got the good taste to pretend that I do. 
