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February 05, 2006
You Can Take the Gal Outta Ogalala
But then you're just left with Oala. And, frankly, that sounds downright Hawaiian.
Poi opportunities notwithstanding, our weekend in the Ogalala/Lake McConaughey area of the world was dangerously laid-back - even for the Don Hos of the bunch.
The only dim moment on the trip was when my digital camera acquiesced in passive - nay peaceful - surrender to its long-sapped battery after one picture:
NB: If anyone wants some souvenir sand, let me know. My running shoes have about 1/3 cup in each, and I'd be delighted to share.
"...and when there was no crawdad to be found, we ate sand."
"You ate what?"
"We ate sand."
That said, I think I did get some quality 35mm shots of a suuuuper creepy abandoned farmhouse to add to my DecayNY series. Except now it's DecayNE.
Which really doesn't have the same ring to it, now does it.
Posted by Bree at February 5, 2006 10:44 PM
Comments
You should do some DeKanye West photos showing the decay of his credibility/brain after getting like 8 Grammy nominations and selling millions of records and ruling the rap world, and then absurdly appearing on Rolling Stone in a crown of thorns as if he's getting persecuted and kept down by the man for his ridiculous rants. And comparing his aforementioned "persecution" to that of Jesus. Puh-leeze.
He's still really good though.
Posted by: Matt Neely at February 6, 2006 09:53 AM
All those mocha lattes...you gotta do Pilates...
"You ate SAND?"
"That's right."
PS Kanye's dating Pam Anderson, so maybe I'll entitle my study DoubleDeKanye.
What do you think?
Posted by: Bree at February 6, 2006 09:57 AM