As you may have noticed, I’m usually the one wielding the camera during most of our trips. Rand doesn’t share my same enthusiasm for snapping pictures of amusing copywriting mishaps, nor my tendency to meticulously photograph desserts. His snapshots tend to be of landmarks or geographic points-of-interest, or – gasp – of his friends. I know.…
When I met Rand, he was living with one of his guy friends. Their apartment was a quintessential bachelor pad: it had two bedrooms, smelled of Old Spice deodorant, and was furnished with enormous black leather couches and geometric prints. There was an abundance of electronics, and not a single framed photograph of a loved one. When…
Today’s guest post is from my friend John Doherty. Rand and I met John last spring in Boston – right before he was about to move to New York. Since then, I’ve been keeping up with his life through his twitter stream and updates to Google Plus. His insights and observations are always interesting, but…
It seems so odd that I’m doing a round-up of photos from Florida, of all places. I lived there for years. I might as well do a photo round-up of my own house. Actually, come to think of it, I have done that. Aaaaaaaand on that note, here’s ten photos from that strange and magical…
Note: Since my posts are generally too wordy, I decided to see what happened when I made something a little too photo-y. Enjoy. – One hot summer’s day, seemingly a lifetime ago, when I was in Kansas, we drove and drove. – We drove through a part of the country most people only fly over. We…
The place: a restaurant on the lower west side in Manhattan. The time: a few weeks ago, on a very warm summer night. The characters: Tom Critchlow (admitted smart-ass); me (totally not a smart-ass AT ALL). ————— Tom: You know what your blog needs? Me: What’s that? Tom: More photos of you and Rand kissing.…
Though I was in Wichita for less than four days, I took more than 900 photos. Yeah. Since whittling that pile down to 10 pictures was pretty much impossible, and would require me leaving out photos of pink (yes, pink) milk, I decided to share my 20 (20!) favorite photos from Kansas. Enjoy. Road to…
I’m getting a little too comfortable with San Francisco. We go so often – probably a half-dozen times a year or so, that I’ve started feeling like I take it for granted. That city has an astounding amount of beauty and quirkiness (and just plain weirdness) to offer, but I’ve grown so used to it,…
What seems like a lifetime ago, Rand and I were in Bavaria (turns out it was just this past spring). We try to visit southern Germany whenever we can, as my dad and stepmother live there. On our last trip, by a strange confluence of events, we found ourselves there at the same time as…
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