I'll take "Flesh Eating Diseases" for $200

Well my last week has been kinda bitter sweet. On the sweet side I bought a new camera for myself, did some good biking and canoeing and took lots of photos. On the bad side, a filling fell-out, my right big toe really hurts sometimes, and worse of all I woke up last Saturday with a crazy, goopy, scaly, sore that's just been getting bigger despite whatever I do to it. It started on friday night, not even an hour I got off my bike. I finally went to the Hospital and got some antibiotic cream but I was disappointed that the doctor (Haukioja) didn't have a clue as to what I had either. Everybody (Hauk and two nurses) said it looked like an infected bug bite but I doubt it. I didn't feel no bug bite. It's the C-Ford plague damn-it!! ......And I want action. I want to be quarantined with pay, booze, and 7 eighteen to twenty-five year old girls. Attractive ones too! That would ease the pain and swelling. Well... one kind of swelling.

Moving onwards. This photo shows the latest trend I started. Its called "sleeping with a band-aid on your ear"


And Yes! I do look rather rough. But its 5:30am after a good night of booze. You would look rough too!
Tomorrow is one of my last 10 days off during this summer. Or maybe there are just 8 left. Where's my calendar......

I'll send this smile over to you.

Summer is always bad for one thing. It rolls by so quickly. So quickly its kind of depressing. You make so many plans to do great things and there is never enough time. I wish I could rid myself of this horrible affliction..... what is it called again?... oh yes,... a job. It sucks my time away. Which just sucks.

I've been having good times in my free days. Real good times. Mostly I've been dividing my time up between my many, many different groups of friends. Last weekend I attended a crazy field party. So crazy that I left with more beers than I came with. I witnessed Wally from high-school (Wild/crazy Wally) attempt to drink more Crown Royal than I can even imagine. He and a friend passed out cold. One with the forty in his hand. The other with the chaser, and both with un-lit cigs. Unfortuantely they had been a little reckless during the earlier part of the evening, ripping other people's shirts in half and basically being menaces. Revenge was had by others. Playful revenge, but revenge none-the-less. I hope I never pass out in the middle of a field party.


Tomorrow I take on another grand biking trip with Teddy (see here). I will also drink vodka seriously for the first time since high-school. Wish me luck.

What else are you supposed to do in C-Ford?
Practice your duck hunting?

I have kinda stopped posting pics on silentsquirrel. I decided that two blogs are just a little too much. If I'm going to spend the time giving my 2 cents into cyber-space it might as well be on the BNN. I'm still taking mucho shots (was up till 5 this morning scoping out scenes of the night sky) and are planing to showcase them in another way. I'm not quite sure how or when but... till then, here are a couple of my more recent ones.

I find myself enthralled with taking strange self-portraits.


Having other people who want to fool around with a great camera is lots of fun as well.


And taking picts of the many cats in our house. This is my cat and anyone who has met her will agree, she is arguably the greatest cat in the world. The greatest.

Shooting our property never gets boring. Its beautiful.