The Great Blizzard of 09'

3 pm

12 am

1 am

1:02 am

1:05 am

Notice the fashionable snow boots...

My NYC Marathon 2009 Poem

In NYC, this is my favorite time of the year....

with cops on every block there's less to fear...

while these runners were running...

this lady was stunning...

...

and this guy tried to steal my last beer (it was coffee, but that doesn't fit in the rhyme, so deal with it.).

"Great poem, Mike."

"Keep running or I'll tell another!"

And run they did.

Halloween !!

1 Leg of Pantyhose

2 Feet of Dental Floss

3 Handfuls of Stuffing

=Zombie Intestines

Nerd glasses? Check!

Thanks high school, Mike.

Librarian or nerd?

Rub on tattoo scar or strange shaving accident?

Zombie kiss or zombie bite?

Panty raid nerd, a progressive pilgrim, zombie nerd #1, zombie nerd #2.

Friends or foes?

Under the table intestine shot or prosciutto?

Missed picture opportunity or head scratch?

Salamander or Vampire?

Katie sleeper hold or Myles losing his cool?

"Hungry like a wolf" or looking for a contact?

Straightening the tie or luring in human flesh?

Flesh wound or first course?

Hot dance move or working up an appetite?

Friend or dinner?

Pack rat or pervert?

Diverse crowd or Halloween?

Love fest or love flesh?

Koozie or snot rag?

Sneeze or wheezy laugh?

Hugging or holding up?

Wicked case of irritable bowel syndrome or wicked cute zombie?

Satiating a midnight craving or strengthening ye old bones?

-Dana and Mike

A Blast from the Past

Somewhere in Oklahoma, Winter of 06. I was driving the van when the drive shaft fell off of the back axel. Nathan, Justin and I ended up getting a ride to a rest area from a cop. We spent ten dollars in change on snacks while Jeff and Adam rode with the tow truck driver to someone's garage to have the van repaired.

January 07, Los Angeles. Uncle Jack, Kevin, me, Kelly, and Aunt Susie after eating lunch.

The monster and his mom shortly after he made a mess and right before she scrubbed him off.

Polaroid of sheep during my farm visit weekend - Spring 08.

Pink Razors West Coast Tour January 07.

Justin reconnecting with his earthen roots right before we wait to wash up.

Rich. No idea when or where this was taken.

My Greenmarket year. Me, Zaid, and Haifa of Norwich Meadows at my last Union Square Monday shift.

Liz on top of Old Rag Mountain in the Shenandoah Mountains.

This is the culmination of a week when everything fell into place. Next thing I knew I was living in a small apartment with Liz and Moya in Brooklyn.

Hamming it up in Pre Pumpkin Carving Pictures

I found an old roll of film in my camera from last Christmas in Florida. It had a few shots left on it, so we took some pictures while we got ready for the night's festivities.

I think this was the only five minute window all day when it didn't rain.

Moya was hamming it up (#1) all afternoon.

I'm don't remember what Dana had in her hand, but I'm sure Moya was hamming it up (#2) in order to get a piece.

Dana and Moya's neck fur hamming it up (#3).

We have these amazing, old statues in the backyard that peak through the bushes.

(l-r) Moya hamming it up (#4) with Mr. Bones and Dana.

Mary and the birdhouse... hamming it up (#5) for the camera.