VOGAN

I have an awesome friend. He has at least two awesome friends himself. The specific friend I speak of is a photographer called Steve Lloyd.

Back to Logan. Check out this video that Steve Lloyd made of him when they were at Whistler. It was a well deserved video of the day a while ago.

CHEER UP

I have been stumbling upon things lately. If you have Facebook it is easy to use because it is possible to sign in with your account. You can set preferences of what you like to see. You can also look at what your friends like. Adieu.

FRANCOIS

This is my new dog. He is a Pit Bull/Lab mix. He is a pretty good dog most of the time but sometimes I have to keep him in check. He sits on command nearly every time I tell him. He runs to me when I call him. He knows how to shake.

Yesterday I told him to stay where he was while I went inside. I forgot about him for about 10 minutes and when I went back to get him he was in the same spot. Pretty good Ryder-Francois, pretty good.

MY PROVERBIAL STEP CHILD

I have been neglecting my blog. I don't think that I have reached the point that my blog would turn into an alien if it were a Tamagotchi. However, this blog would make me pretty upset when I came home to see that it had pooped all over the place while I was absent. I don't care to clean up mounds of poop. Ever.

I digress as per usual.

I have a roommate now. It has been a great thing for me. I will perhaps post a picture of him if I can get permission.

The gist of what I have been doing....

I had family reunions for both maternal and paternal sides of the family in July. For the maternal side reunion extended family met together at a park in Salt Lake City as we do each year. I don't have any photos of the inflatables that were available for children to play on. I never cease to be amazed with how similar a family reuinon can be to a carnival.... if that carnival was in a town of a couple hundred people.

The other reunion was much more intimate with only my immediate family being there. Some of the family went to our cabin all week. I am the only boss of me. I am generally very open to give myself time off from working but I thought that I would go to work, where I have a secondary fulltime boss of me, and make some money so I could continue to keep myself alive for when I am the boss again. Digressed once again.......uh. I left work on Friday and went directly to the cabin to join the family. I was unpleasant to be around to say the least. I was tired and was being attacked on all fronts with allergens. I decided that it was going to be too warm to enjoy sleeping in the cabin so I slept outside. I failed to remember last year when I slept outside and was destroyed by allergens. Once again nearly all of saturday i was unpleasant to be around. We went to Kolob Reservoir and rowed around on canoes. I felt I was strong with the paddle until it came time to race. I thought little guys should race the big guys, hopefully creating a David and Goliath epic win, or at least a win where I could just sit there like this one...

I went to warped tour. I will say more about this in a later post.

I went to a AWFS to look at tools with everyone I work with. A picture of me can be seen here all thanks to Bud The Point Champion.

Stay safe.

C-41 PROCESS FTL?

This is as accurate as a photo can be to showing a subjects despair

Yep, you read the title correctly. I was denied 3 rolls of film (36 exposures each) when I took my film to Walgreens today to have it developed. I had spent a few hours overall composing the 108 shots.

The film I used was Ilford HP5. Living in Cedar City I am cursed with only having 2 options for having my film developed as far as I know (I haven't tried asking professional photographers in the area if they would develop my film). I knew Cedar City was cursed in various ways. I had never expected that Cedar City was cursed with incompetent film developers. It devastated me to hear that all of my film had been ruined, conveniently call it "Blank Film", to the point that the clerks at stores could tell something was wrong. It has been quite some time since the last time I was noticeably depressed by an event brought on by others.

I chose to trust Walgreens over the second option, Walmart, based solely on personal bias. I thought to myself, "Walmart can't possibly have someone in the photograph sector that can make prints I will be satisfied with." I am now left wondering if I could have circumvented the Walgreens problem if I would have tried to have my film developed at Walmart. I didn't expect someone with professional knowledge about developing film. However, I did expect the technician to know their abilities. If the proper procedures were not available I would expect to be warned. With an infinite magnitude I would prefer to be disappointed in being told that the developing techniques were not available for my film than showing up 2 hours later to be told that 108 shots had been destroyed forever.

I have written a complaint email to Walgreens in an attempt to have them conduct a more thorough training for their employees that deal with the photography.

Thank you for bearing with me on this incredibly boring post. Venting complete at long last.

RAINBOW

NADA

I don't really have anything going on. I have such a surplus of free time that I can do everything that I have even remotely wanted to do. Not e.g. the picture below.

I thought I would post a picture of a real pony tail in response to what I saw on a former roommate's blog that I frequent. I find the humor there to fit me just right, however, not all of you will understand.

At first my hair growing venture was intended for only one purpose, donation. This has become the secondary objective now for my hair. I know that you will be sad to read about my new outlook [Janet]. Some people like it, some people say I look like a creeper. I have been mulling it over for some time now and haven't come to any conclusions on my creeper/non creeper status. (Feel free to comment honestly. I will not revoke points for honesty.)

Happy "No Shirt After Work Friday" (NSAWF) to all of you out there.