Jan. 3, 2003    Gas Station Bathroom
                                    (Testing the new lens)
                                                       (includes some 1978 flashbacks)

And (outside the gas station bathroom)
I'm calling this one, Worshipping The Light.

Dec. 30, 2002 Thanks, from the ceiling

Christmas Greeting

Dec. 15, 2002 Smiling

Dec. 9, 2002 Someone stole the *!?#! Christmas lights!

"I'm going up to Cobble Hill tonight to see

Alpha YaYa Diallo..."

Reckoning with death

Beauty in Moonlight August, 2002

I bought a camera from Big Ed

Going waaayyyy off on a tangent with this one:
What is Masculinity? An adventure in music

And a bit of history, pre-dating the creation of this web by a year and three months.

On September 11, 2001, driving home from work, without commitments for the evening, I was able to let the emotions of the day run their course. After seeing some skid marks I'd driven past several times on the Pat Bay Highway, I stopped and wrote in my journal at the side of the road. I soon realized that I was writing a letter - one that was important to me.

To this day I squirm at the thought of sending it. I think I made about 35 people quite uncomfortable. I can recall my discomfort at any moment to this day. At the time, I knew that it was one of those partially-crazy things to do, yet I also knew after writing it, that if I didn't follow through and send it that I would leave myself with some internal, structural damage.

I couldn't send it to to everyone I wanted to at the time. But now, if you're reading this and weren't on my email list back then, please include yourself, and be made uncomfortable.

So here's the email, sent at 1:43AM, September 12, 2001. The Subject was, "Sorry, can't name this one right now."

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Slide Reel No. 4 - 1976 to 1979

This high school graduate's friends, fun, and struggle to work.

This is a celebration of life. Check it out.

This high school graduate's
friends, fun, and struggle to work.

This is a celebration of life.
Check it out.