photographs

Planetdan’s collection of high school senior photographs is one of the funniest things I’ve seen on the net in a long time. It’s laugh out loud material and had me in stitches.

I finally managed to finish organizing my images directory. You can now view the index and see what photos and graphics I have here. Woo. Hoo.

Just trying to organize more photos. Stacks of ‘em, I tell ya. Not enough though. I wish I had more. Here’s another bunch:

• At the Gagne Family Reunion in ‘99, Uncle Ed, dad, and I had a blast diving from the raft floating in the middle of Uncle Richie’s lake.
• Here’s a shot of my dad doing some serious pondering.
• I found a terrific picture of Mooshy and Ashley. Warning! Cute Factor: Infinite.
• Sometime in ‘94 I managed to snag an amazing shot of Paul laying down some v-ball smack in Daytona.
• And finally - for now - I just love this one of my snowboarding instructor.

Here’s a shot of my old office at Regeneration Technologies, Inc. The photo is about a year old. Note the Yield album cover near my monitor. Also note Snoopy!

Me
Well. That’s what it’s all about, right? So here I am. These aren’t exactly the best pictures of me; but they are the ones that I like - for one reason or another. Lemme splain.
I used to have a mad fascination with capturing myself on film. I had a camera in the bathroom of my second apartment so I could snap shots of me whenever I thought I looked … well … whenever I thought I looked like somehow I’d someday like to remember I looked. One day I just remember thinking that I wanted to always have a picture of these really cool shorts I had. One day I thought I looked spiffy all dressed for work. Someone took a photo of me and it developed with a red tint and I just always liked the way it made my hair look. Here’s me trying to be groovy on the dance floor. My second apartment had vaulted ceilings and it was a fair bet that at some point in the evening I would leap from the table to the rafters and hang from my knees until enough people yelled at me to come down. Here is a perfect example of my ultra-cheesy smile - reserved for special events only. I had the opportunity to punch a man on stage once. My dad loves to capture people when they’re not paying attention. This is me on a break during a long bike ride. This is, I think, my 21st birthday party.
(Here’s the whole bunch.)

Here are five shots of me rowing. I sat two-seat for almost every race. These pictures do not do the sport justice.

The view from my dad’s back porch is beautiful.

I completely forgot to mention that I scanned some more photographs a few nights ago. There are a few new ones of me and my dad and one of my mom. Some other ones, too. I can’t remember. This is more evidence that I need to clean and organize my /images directory. Who doesn’t? yeah yeah yeah

I can’t believe /dan.el.ope/ thinks that he might be the only person who alphabetizes his CD collection. Someone set up a poll (because I’m too lazy to do it) and you will find that (I’m betting) at least 80% of bloggers have their CDs in alphabetical order. Although why anyone would secondary sort by album release date is beyond me; secondary sorts should be done according to album title.

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