With a Rebel Yell

With a Rebel Yell
Originally uploaded by wader.

All four of us are shooting at that moment or shortly there after. Two of us are shooting with digital rebels and the other two with film rebels. We call ourselves "team rebel." It's just your average random spontaneity. Our little photo excursion was a blast and it was a nice little break from the monotony of everyday FSJ life. Make your own fun I say.

Single Flower

Single Flower
Originally uploaded by wader.

That you should click on... now please. There's only currently one view and I'm greedy and need more. Satisfy my cravings, my selfish desire, and click on the picture to the right. Now is always a good time.

Wader

A picture of me from the time before colour

A picture of me from the time before colour
Originally uploaded by wader.

Before colour there was only rods, no cones (or the other way around, beats me). I just thought I'd share this picture with you as I think it's one of the best pictures I've ever seen of me. The balance, the harmony, the solidarity, the celerity, the mastication, the popcorn... everything.

A pleasant russian peasant

russian peasant
Originally uploaded by *raffaella.

Sells sea shells by the sea shore. This is a picture taken by the stunning Fella. On her photo steam there are gloriously large number of pictures of me. You should check them out, comment, and remember that going old is mandatory, but growing up is optional. Is also has a number of other amazing shots and if you don't go there soon not only will you regret it but you might start to feel physically ill.

JUST CLICK HERE

Wader

radish this

Radish on ice
Originally uploaded by wader.

We went to a potluck dinner at a friend's house but they were going to be taking care of almost every dish so we thought that we would sculpt something for the party. These tasty morsels were not in fact eaten and no radishes were eaten during the making of this nativity scene. (for more check out my flickr stream on the lower right of this blog)

In the Army Now

A Special Yoga Move
Originally uploaded by wader.

I couldn't think of a pun.. it's the best that I could do. I have added a shit load of pictures to my flickr site. You should check it out by clicking on the right hand site after all the writing.

Doesn't my arm look bitching.. or at the very least, rather largess. Okay, don't forget the vibrator naming contest a few posts ago.

"These are a few of my favorite things. Silver white winters that melt into spring."

Wader

A post a year and a half in the making

I found this journal entry in a drama response journal - the date is indicated. I have not edited the original and, as per usual, it's riddled with mistakes. It's interesting to read back and find out where I was a over a year ago. I know that the word "fetching" had not yet entered my vernacular, nor had the word "vernacular" entered my vocabulary. The word "verbatim" however, was already present (thanks mom). The entry is coming, hold your horse. I think that the format for the journal is really unique. It makes you think about what is around you and how your interaction(s) with the environment around you affect your well being and state of mind (possibly a redundant sentence). Hence forth here is the entry... I don't think it's too personal but if you find it to be I ask that you simply close your eyes and cover your ears.

Date: September 10/03
Temp: Very warm, in the 20s at 9:00 at night.
Time: 10:00pm

Mood: I’m removed. When you get really worn down and tired and it feels like you’re just going through the motions but not actually an active participant. It’s almost like I’m on the outside looking in at myself.

Visual: I saw a guy on his bike and he was totally decked out with all the gear, side bags, bells, whistles, reflector, all the proper clothing and so on. I got on my bike with just a bag on my back and a helmet on my head. I then proceeded to speed past him due to the fact that I’m on a 10 speed and he was riding a mountain bike. I just thought it was kind of funny.

Sound: Fire alarms. I had two today, they were the first I’d experienced in four years, since high school. Annoying as hell, but class gets out early.

Taste: Ham, ham, ham and more ham. I’m really tired of ham but I buy it because it’s on sale and then because I’m at the U for summer I bring another sandwich.

Texture: The seats in Tory lecture theatre after 3 hours of lecture. It wreaks havoc on the ass. I think that premolded plastic seats should always come with upholstery.

Scent: Laundry right out of dryer. I hate doing laundry but the fresh bounce smell is almost worth is. After my night class I rushed home and did laundry then ran out for groceries. What a day.

Daily thought: After my Tuesday into. to counseling class all I can think about is what I’m going to do in 8 months. Perhaps I’ll come back and start masters work right away. I’ve been reflecting on myself as a person and thinking about whether I’d do a great job; mediocre is not good enough.

Daily spark: My professor today was completely inspiring. The class is witchcraft and the occult. Basically it’s him in general, but specifically he talked about not having to subscribe to a specific religion to reap the same benefits. Religion provides some sort of self-satisfaction through worship. He argued that the same could be achieved through meditation and self-reflection.

Double Dare: Go skydiving. I’m not sure if it classifies as a double dare because I will surely in time go skydiving, but not right away due to finances.

That's all friends.
Macs rock because Safari has a built in spell checker (edit and check spelling when your in a text box), and I need it.

Wader

Hoppy Easter

Happy Easter
Originally uploaded by wader.

For your viewing pleasure... a sheep. If you believe or if you don't, you can't deny that it's nice to have a long weekend. This is a picture of a sheep cake made by a wonderful older German lady. It's a tradition I guess.

Wade

A Gifted Contest

I'm proud to announce a new contest. A while back the comments section helped me to name my car. I like it when things have names; inanimate objects with names make then more desirable and personal. So I'm going to give you an object and I'd like for you to use the comments section to suggest possible names.

The first object...

A Vibrator

I'm thinking of names like, Zippy, Pinky, Mabel... you get the idea. I don't have a vibrator but I think it could have some very interesting names.

You turn!

What is new? Well I'm back in FSJ after a fan-fucking-tastic trip. Thank you to all of you that helped to make it so good. I love you all. Look to the lower right for more pictures that will be updated and added to.

Till later.
Wade

P.S. don't forget to post your name ideas.

Quote " "

"The repose of sleep refreshes only the body. It rarely sets the soul at rest. The repose of the night does not belong to us. It is not the possession of our being. Sleep opens within us an inn for phantoms. In the morning we must sweep out the shadows."

--Gaston Bachelard

picture wall

photo wall
Originally uploaded by wader.

sung to the tune of the hp commercial (the director of advertising for HP works for apple now).

Wade

Just another post...

Prod
Originally uploaded by wader.

A picture to let you mull over (not literally, you fool). It's a Brechtian post where I alienate the readers.... how am I doing? Has the blog 4th wall been crossed... ahhhhhhhhh.. wink.

Wader

My room is nearing completion...

Go to R's flickr stream (she's pro now) to see the new features that were recently installed (after being created) in my bedroom.

here...

Wader

Tower

Tower
Originally uploaded by wader.

I really like this picture. It will be on my wall soon enough. It's bed time.

My profile is off for a couple months as I accedentially posted with this account an on a students blog... woops.

Wader

talent

more talent
Originally uploaded by wader.

Ladies and Gentlemen, please permit me to introduce to you, "The Line Dancing Grannies." Lights go up to wild (perhaps a gross exaggeration) applause. .. these ladies made me laugh the whole song through. These wonderful ladies, that are desperately close to using walkers for the show, counted every step and landed a good half of them. They were wonderful!

It's late at night...

It's getting late and the dream fairy is coming very soon.... I hope he brings lots of wonderful joys.

Wade

P.S. I'm alive and well in FSJ. Life is good; busy, good.