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I grew up in a town with hippies, rednecks, and a reservation. My daddy was a cowboy and my mother was a Baptist. Thus, my life experiences molded me to be slightly off center at all times...sometimes right, sometimes left.

Thursday, September 22, 2005

Off Again

For some reason, it is refusing to upload photos to my blog these days. I'm not sure why.

I'm off on a picture taking adventure--first in West Texas and then in Indiana and Chicago. Hopefully I will be able to post pictures by the time I get back.

Thursday, September 15, 2005

Not a Medical Mystery

I played hookey from work today. I worked in the yard all day, and I've figured a couple of things out. Having a pool is a lot of work, and kind of a pain. However, when working in the yard, it is awesome--when it gets hot, you can just jump in. When you get itchy, you can jump in. I know though, that I will be fighting acorns for the next two months, so I'm not looking forward to that.
I'm working on a digital scrapbook, so here's a mystery photo.
That one should be pretty easy. This looks a lot bluer here than in photoshop.

Wednesday, September 14, 2005

Mystery solved

Here is a look at the heart lung bypass machine. I was actually photographing the pumper (perfusionist), but this is a machine that fascinates me.

Tuesday, September 13, 2005

Another Medical Mystery

Another medical device...
Any guesses?

Saturday, September 10, 2005

Digital Scrapbooking

I've been reading BigDave's Blog and I got to thinking about my own scrapbooking history. Like Big Dave, I scrapbooked for years before it was popular. Like Dave, the current scrapbooking craze caught me completely unaware. I would spend hours looking for the right acid free papers and glues, cropping down pictures and decorating my pages.

Last summer I found photobooks at It was pretty cool, but I couldn't design the whole page the way I wanted. Then, earlier this year, I found It is the coolest thing ever. You put together a book, and they publish it in an 8.5 x 11 hardbound book and send it to you. I don't bother with their templates, I just make a scrapbook page in Photoshop, and put the whole page into my publisher under the just photo's option. The pages end up looking like this:

This is from when I went to visit Lynn in California.

Poppies from my California Trip.

The day we went to see the President, who fell getting off the stage.

A Southwest Themed Page.

They charge a buck 49 a page, and I don't even print photo's anymore, just make a book. It's awesome.

Thursday, September 08, 2005

The picture I didn't take...

On this morning, there was a picture of the Mexican army rolling across the border at Laredo...Bringing water cleaning plants, portable kitchens to feed 7,000 people, and other supplies. They were headed to San Antonio.

Do you think they'll take back the Alamo?

On a more serious note, I think it is great to see countries working in co-operation with each other.

I wish I had taken that picture!

Tuesday, September 06, 2005

Todd Snider

I still find it a little strange that I am a Todd Snider fan. My music tastes are pretty constricted--Jimmy Buffett, Texas Country and Folk (sometimes found in the Americana section), and country (as long as it is not too trite). Then I have a few other singers that I like that really make no sense. Todd Snider is a grunge rocker?? (is it really rock?) from the northwest (originally Portland, I think). I first heard him at Jerry Jeff Walker's birthday party about ten years ago and he sang a song about the devil's backbone. My all time favorite Todd Snider is his song about D.B. Cooper. This is another favorite Todd Snider tune, and a picture of him singing it at the 2005 birthday bash.
You know just the other morning
I was hanging around in my house
I had that new book with pictures of Madonna naked
I was checkin' it out
Just then a friend of mine came through the door
Said she never pegged me for a scumbag before
She said she didn't ever want to see me any more
And I still don't know why

I think I'm am alright guy, I think I'm am alright guy
I just want to live until I've gotta die
I know I ain't perfect, but God knows I try
I think I'm an alright guy, I think I'm alright