Sasha the Stray Cat

Sasha is a good little work horse.  Nothing fancy, just a single speed with a flip-flop hub.

I think calling these glamor shots may be pushing it a little. And my various accoutrement for commuting pull this away from a product shot like view.

However, I'm sure the time will come when even this is looked upon as the glory years.  For nothing is permanent, and I put between eighty and a hundred miles a week on the poor gray girl.

jon

That's What Makes Perfect

I do enjoy inspirational graffiti when I see it. After all, where would we be without practice.

jon

Political Commentary

I think they gave the elephant "Reagan Hair" in order to bring together some overt political commentary.

I don't get it.

jon

Hipsterisis

Sometimes it is very clear that it is all I can do not to descend into the world of a hipster.  I have an overly fancy camera, a deliberately shitty bike, and I rarely shower. Then combined with all of those, sometimes I take pictures of banal phrases spray painted on to cracked concrete. Guess I'll have to stage a quick intervention of commuting from my ranch house in the 'burbs to my cube downtown in my Nissan Maxima by way of the interstate while wearing Ralph Lauren.

Ahhh, much better.

Jon

I Posted This Once

I already tossed an iPhone version of this on Facebook, but thought I should revisit it with the big gun 5D. It just really gets me laughing. The disinterested expression, the shrunken pose, the jacked up belt. And it is a bear / human hybrid. All together with the glowing red reflection of the morning sun. Instant favorite.

jon

A Debate Ensued

I mentioned to Katherine I didn't quite get the creepy feeling out of the picture that I was going for. She assured me that this is plenty creepy and weird all on its own. Which makes me wonder, just how creepy is this in person, if this doesn't look creepy to me in a picture by comparison.

jon

That's My Yard

Yup. I am now the proud owner of several dozen daffodils. Take that naysayers! If nothing else has proved my success in life, daffodils certainly would.

jon

Every Morning

It would seem every morning in the last two weeks I saw better and better sunrises. Each one with more delicate hues than the last. Daylight savings time was finally stepping it up for my advantage.

It is one way which I am reminded of why, for myself, biking is so vastly preferred to driving in. Though on this particular day I had to discontinue my sunrise viewing while rapidly increasing my pace to the office. No, I wasn't late, but coffee and bike riding sometimes have a know side effect which needs to be taken care of post haste.
jon

Knows How to Get Clean

Yes, it is SOAP. The cleanest graffiti artist you have ever known. If you actually know any graffiti artists, or if SOAP. is actually clean.  I suppose there are a lot of assumptions in that statement.  Well, now after further reading I have decided that says SOAB. Or soap. I could really go either way on this one.
jon

A Quick Look Inside

I won't document my house's entire contents. But we have some new advanced features. Like chair rail. Super advanced chair rail.  I frankly feel like I'm living in the future.

For all those internet thieves, I'm totally not going to show the bullion room, or the car stereo chop shop room.  You'll just have to skip my house.

jon

Poetic, not Literal

The wooden heart itself does not open. This was a very disappointing moment, I totally got off my bike to check it out.  Well, I suppose I can keep the figurative notion in mind despite my annoyance with the lack of literal form.
jon