On Sunday afternoon, walking back towards 14th Street from DuPont Circle Tom and I spotted this cute little Pomeranian locked behind bars with no owner in sight. Also, the dog was less than interested in the two of us. I think the best description I've heard is:
"If it was possible, that dog would be smoking."
I've got a collection of interesting images I captured while in DC and this is the first in the series. I call this "Santa Pimp and his Ho Ho Ho". I wonder if he ever got a cab. I wonder what kind of party they were heading to at 2 PM on Saturday. One thing's for sure: Bitch betta have my money!
Here is the lovely and talented Amber, our bartender on Saturday night for Blowoff. She kept me and many others nice and drunk for the entire evening. Somehow I managed to get another great shot of her near the end of the night, and I think it looks even better in black and white.
Last week Jerry posted a photo of a cool sunset he photographed on his way home. This was the sunset yesterday from the window in the lab. I've got to put some photos up on Flickr one of these days.
In other news, this blog may disappear at some point next week due to site maintenance. I'm so so sick of getting bombarded with comment and trackback spam. My last attempt seems to have rendered the Blacklist plugin I use completely useless. It's not happening this weekend because I'll be travelling again, impending snowstorms notwithstanding.
One of the things I like about my current house is this tree in the front yard. Anybody care to guess what species of tree we're viewing? I think this is the only time in my life I wish I had access to an Audobon Society Field Guide. The trees here have just peaked at full color, and now the ground is quickly becoming covered in leaves. It smells like fall, despite this weekend's 75 degree weather (which I greatly appreciated). Yesterday afternoon on my jog through the neighborhood I smelled a fire going inside someone's house. I wish my house had a fireplace. Maybe one day.
I have a few leftover images from last weekend's trip to New York City that I didn't include in the photo album because they were just too random to post there, but interesting enough to warrant mentioning. I'll start with the above photos of fire hydrants. These images are inspired by BC, since on our Whistler Ski Trip he kept pointing them out, and I even almost got detained by customs trying to take a picture of one at the border crossing. On the left, we have a nicely weathered, formerly red hydrant located in Central Park near Sheep's Meadow. It's location is curious because nearby flamable material was scarce. Just a few trees in the park. It also appears to be non-funtional. On the right, we have a criminally damaged black and silver model. How did this happen? It looks too carefully placed on top of the hole to have been hit by a car, and those things weigh a lot. Anybody have any thoughts?
Somewhere on 7th Avenue between 40th and 36th Streets, someone lost a Lee Press-on Nail. Was this part of a Halloween costume? It's not Halloween yet. Who lost this? A sassy drag queen? A trashy sorority girl? Maybe there was a brutal catfight on this very street corner. Poor lost little press-on nail.
Finally, this image presented itself to me on the LIRR as I was making my way home Sunday night. The train was pretty crowded and a bit messy. After most of the people had disembarked, I snapped this photo. Maybe it's just happenstance that these two little pieces of littered paper found each other, but it poses an interesting question as to what went on at Belmont that day, and whether or not Rossy will get a phone call. Did Mr. Belmont Guy string her along just to have some company at the track? Maybe he just put her number into his cell phone and dropped the paper along with his ticket. Or maybe they're making babies right now.
