The noise you’re hearing is Edward Tufte spinning in his grave. Er, bed.

Somebody stop me! I want to make photos like this! I want a microscope for my D70!

Synchronicity. I’d been thinking about a shot like this–long exposure of water, smoothing it to a velvety billiard table feel. Scenery not half as good over here tho. Grr.

It’s a fucking disgrace

Land of the free, home of the brave

Been there, done that.

“In other words, Our President can’t be bothered to think for himself.”

Meanchile, back in lala-land… Don’t agree with this. At all.

Heh. Heh heh.