Pay Your Respects to the Vultures

Ah yes....a new week.

I should be ready to tackle it with brute force, however, I can't seem to get out of bed. I have come down with a nasty virus, causing horrible throat pain and a voice strikingly similar to Dr. Girlfriend from the Venture Brothers. I feel like hell, and I'm frustrated because the virus makes getting any work done at all nearly impossible. I'm trying to kill the symptoms by taking near-lethal doses of various types of cold medicine, and hoping this shroud of insanity and awfulness fades away soon because I have A LOT of work to do.

However, my photo work is coming along quite nicely. It's pretty much all I want to do, ever. Josh and I spent about 8 hours in the darkroom on Friday and Saturday, and I now feel refreshed and craving more time under the safe lights. I'm also quite happy with my digital work of late. The fisheye lens is proving to be a useful tool in my quest to reshape the universe and deconstruct humanity. I recently picked up a zoom telephoto lens, but haven't had an opportunity to play with it yet.

There is not enough time in a day. I will be old before I know it.

-Pay your respects to the vultures...for they are your future.-