Or more accurately, my daddy made a bowl and I helped. This is me at the lathe turning my block of orange osage into the roundest piece I could. Of course with this flash photograph you can't see that the chunk of wood is turning really really fast.
Here's me with my finished bowl and a piece of wood similar to the one we started with. I made a bowl!
Here's my Padre in his domain. The garage has turned into his woodworking shop.
So I am moving to Arizona. All my mother's family lives there except I hardly know them. You see, my family was the only ones who didn't live in Arizona. While I am not moving to Arizona solely to be with that part of the family, it is a definite perk. Alas, to gain one thing there is usually the price of another to be paid. Such is the case with my family. As I move across the country in hot pursuit of what's next in my life, I leave behind family that I will hardly ever get to see.
My father's aunt and uncle Mel and Earleen in LaGrange, Georgia. Generally speaking, my father has no family so to meet these people and be able to spend time with them was a real treat. But that is no longer...
My parentals in Slidell, Louisiana. Gone are the days when I could jump in the car and drive 6 hours to be with them. Now it's to the advanced time and money planning stage. Let's hope I can make it home for Christmas!
A 30 FOOT CLIFF!!! Let me repeat. A 30 FOOT CLIFF!!! It doesn't look that bad. Let me tell you, it's alot higher once you've actually swam across, scaled the side of the mountain to get up there and then had a chance to look down. The longer you think, the more scared you can make yourself. Go and do. That's my motto. Never let it get to ya. The scary part is that when you do make the jump you actually have time to think that you're never gonna hit the water. It's like when you're standing on a wall or something and you're gonna jump down, there's an acceptable distance that you are willing to risk. Well this thing is like 3 or 4 times that acceptable distance. Think about it like that!
The San Diego Temple (aka the Ice Castle).
The World Famous San Dieog Zoo.
The next installment of explaining what I do involves the persepective of 2 photographers. There's 2 sets of images. The first image in each set is what I see and the second image is what the other photographer (JJ and Tom, my boss, respectively) sees.
It gives you an idea of the types of places and situations you might find me in while one the road for work. The first set is during a general session meeting and the awards part is about to start so I hopped up on stage to get a few quick shots. The second set is at an arrivals recetpion on the first day of a trip. We try to have fun while we're out and about. I think we manage most of the time. And, yes, that is a fanny pack. It's quite handy actually...
This is my favorite street in Atlanta but only at night during the winter. Yeah, I'm not going to explain why. If you can't see it, I'll never make you see it.
This one gives you an idea of where it's at. Ha ha, it's my secret!
The original neopolitan back in the day. Back in the day meaning probably a year ago at Universal Studios Orlando for work. I'm vanilla, Boxley is strawberry and JJ is chocolate. Get it!?
The original neopolitan these day. Out to dinner while working in San Diego. You can probably see out flavors better here...
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