Well.... the kid managed to get his computer infected with some breed of trojan. I can't get out to even get help for it.
I'm back to posting from the library again. Hopefully I can convince him to let me hand it over to a tech guy I know from work.
The good news is that I'm getting some good exposures lately. Was out for about four hrs yesterday, traveling far and wide. Mostly positive results. Daytime twisted bosque forest and nightime cityscapes. That's my photo fix for a while. So....
I may be out of touch for a while. I'll be back as soon as I can.

Winter's approach and how to approach the winter. Well... I've gotten some good shots lately but I'm not shooting enough. I have to face it, I just don't want to go out in the cold. Gearing up with warm clothing will help, but I don't think it's the crux of the issue. I just don't want to be cold.
So... yeah, some indoor studio stuff is called for. Or having some objects lined up for a quick outdoor expeditionary shoot. (as in backyard)
I'm a little excited because there is a new blues club in town called LowSpirits. Photos allowed depending entirely on the musicians involved. If it's o.k. with them, then have at it. So... I'm tentatively jazzed. Maybe something there. Kind of a small room. The owner has two well known venues in town, the Launchpad and the Sunshine Theater.
So here I am trying to adjust to the cold time. For the first time ever I find myself REALLY hating it. Well... no point wriggling around; it's here and it isn't going away anytime soon. I will abide.

Well..... I'm running out of pics to post. Guess I'll be tweaking some old stuff from old cards, and taking new stuff with a renewed urgency. Sometimes I get hung up on an idea, and it slows things to a crawl.
Right now I'm sort of waiting for overcast nights, with some breaks in the clouds to do my night-time urban landscapes. I think I need to come up with more ideas while I wait for those night time clouds.
Also, have some ideas for other forms of art. Started cleaning again in my so-called studio, and came up with some forgotten materials. So... we'll see how that goes. I'll have to do something while cocooning this winter.

Candy day is come and gone. I finally had to break down and turn on the heater. I couldn't take those freezing cold a.m.'s anymore.
Of course now I'll have to gear up for the Holidays. There will be overtime at work for those who want it, and a super-abundance of work to be done. Oh boy! More work!
Well... as that is.
The thing of it is that I don't really like the cold. I never have. I don't have a clue where my so called "Viking Blood" has gone to. I can remember pushing myself hard when I was but 9,10,11 years old shoveling wet heavy snow in Chicago. Trying to earn some pocket money for candy and gum. Nearly losing fingers and toes to frostbite, shoes soaked through, slipping on the ice. These scenes played out many times over.
I can endure it, yes. But that doesn't mean I have to like it. Funny thing there, I once owned an extensive collection of books about the arctic, and Inuit culture. I have nothing but respect for anyone who lives in that harsh an environment.
So here I am with a jaundiced eye, looking at yet another cold winter season. I love taking photos of course, so it will mean some discomfort, getting whatever photos I do.
Anyways... nobody likes a bitch, so I guess I'll stop bitching about winter. Let's rake some leaves and start a nice warm fire.

The observance of Halloween has become very popular in the United States, by some estimates the third most popular "public" holiday, right behind New Years Eve and even the SuperBowl. I don't really care about football and I consider New Years to be "January's little joke".--- So I have latched onto Halloween as a personal favorite. It is rich in tradition and helps to remind modern alienated people about the reality of death.
Much of the world will need no reminder, but here in the States we have become extremely weird and "artificial". We have fewer and fewer connections to the realities of the human struggle. We lock away our old people, refusing to witness the decay and decline of the human body. This has a host of unfortunate consequences, the worst of which is the loss of the wisdom of our elders.
With that said, I will proceed to the fun part of the show.

HALLOWEEN JOKE:
A skeleton walks into a bar, slapping down the bones of his hand, saying "Bartender, whiskey"! The bartender of course is terrified because he's there alone with a walking, talking skeleton.
Eventually he finds the courage to fill a shot glass with his best brand of whiskey, and with trembling hands he places it in front of the skeleton. The skeleton for his part just stands there, apparently gazing at the shot glass.
After a while the skeleton sits down, resting his skull in his hand, still just looking at the whiskey. The bartender finds enough courage to address his guest, saying "Aren't you going to drink that"? And the skeleton says "No, I can't drink whiskey, it runs right through me"!