Hello, Lovine.com

So I spent a good two hours surfing the internet for the usual garbage, since I'm stuck at the company apartment in Guam without a couch and working TV.

I chance upon this website: http://planetoddity.com/the-mysterious-sailing-stones-of-death-valley/ - because I was curious how other people's photos of the Racetrack came out. I let out a chuckle at the first few photos because objectively, they're pretty crappy. But the pictures kept going, and then one picture looked really familiar.

Also posted here: http://izismile.com/2009/10/23/the_mysterious_sailing_stones_of_death_valley_46_pics.html

I know its harmless image farming at the end of the day, but if you're not going to give credit where it's due, I wish you all the karma that you deserve, jerks.

PS - The first time I passed Death Valley, was on a 150cc Vespa scooter en-route to Las Vegas in 2007. We've been back every year since.

Life is too short to act like you can put it off till tomorrow.

Click for the larger version. I really need to re-do this layout, and do 1024px or 900px pictures.

Hope yours is lovely as well, wherever and whenever you may find it. Eventually.

Unfortunately, it seems that the snooze button shall never satiate my craving for a five minute but-feels-like-forever intermission from the real world.

Which would be most useful? Slow motion, fast forward, pause or eject? Yet life affords all of these - of course, finding its way into your inconvenience.

Time for bed. Another day closer to the person you'd want to be when you wake up tomorrow.

My time is always late, my dreams are always far fetched. My feet are always itchy, my needs are never met. My world continuously spins, like seconds on a clock. My life is never here nor there, just like my lost socks.

The great thing about having 5 nieces is having 5 adorable ones to take pictures of. :)

The Giant 'Stache, is a great friend to have. Who is yours?

Preparing for a week in Vegas for the SEMA show, and then our annual Death Valley excursion with a handful of friends in tow.

I need to create a more efficient packing system, in terms of getting what I need quickly, and figuring out the absolute minimum I need to bring. Although I have become adept to last minute crash course packing, the multiplying white hairs on the side of my head indicate that I cannot afford to leave the house without the damn SD card again. I usually start with a handwritten packing list, but it seems like it gets longer each trip I take...

I'd rather just hop on, and go. Far. Away.

I got you, babe.

My favorite picture from the weekend, up in Carmel, CA.

I miss writing with careless abandon, like the pseudo stream of thoughts that I'd occasionally fart. I'm not sure if the obvious transition away from verbal diarrhea towards more half-assed philosophies of the moment with the requisite photo op is doing me any good. I kind of like the cleaner slate that goes along with the layout, but there is something missing from where I come from as compared to years past. Granted I hardly sit down and think about what I want to write anymore, but I am also starting to think that the responsibilities and stress of living in this linear world is starting to take me away from the corners of my mind where my curious cat is fed.

This is, my empty space. All who wander are not lost, and not all that are lost want to be found.

Debating if I should get a GPS photo tagger. I also just installed Picasa 3.5, and it's parsing through 171 gigs of data, a total of 116,667 images for faces of friends and random fools. Pretty damn cool. Pretty soon we'll find out who has the most pictures! And I have a feeling it'll be Ate Pat. :)

I'm not complaining that my week went by quickly - Fridays are always the start of something fun. :)

Off to San Francisco to see the Flaming Lips!!

I always feel like I want to run away.  From something.  Anything.

My favorite shot from this weekend's Red Bull Soapbox race in downtown Los Angeles. :)