Day 334: Caught in the Act

Yes, Drizzt, I caught you playing with the sword.

Day 333: Bane

As I trudged home in the rain tonight I said to myself, hey, take out the camera, put it in manual and shoot blindly as you walk down the street, and whatever you get out of that, that's the photo for today. So I tried to shoot through the umbrella and came up with this image, which I actually like a lot.

Day 332: Maintenance

Spent much of the evening getting working software back onto the old iMac.

Day 331: The King

Don't ask me, it wasn't in my car.

Day 330: Baby Rowan

Sidetrip to Rochester to visit Sara, Ben and Rowan.

Day 329: Glorious

A basically flawless day descended, so we walked all over town.

Day 328: Collateral Damage

The casualty of Thanksgiving dinner: one broken chair

Day 327: Live Bait

Not something you see every day.

Day 326: Workgiving

Had a Thanksgiving conflagration (meal) at work today so of course I had to photograph it. At least I got one nice "artsy" shot (since I'm so artsy).

Day 325: Swiftly Tilting

Some things are pretty much set in stone.

Day 324: Dusty

Reconditioning my folks' 2002-vintage G4 iMac. Lots of dust built up inside. I replaced the battery, though I don't think the boot problem has anything to do with that, and rather that the most recent OS installed isn't a supported one. Not sure what I'll do with it yet since the power draw is awfully high and it has a bit of whine, but it's in lovely shape otherwise. Going to see about getting OS 9 running on it for old times' sake.

Day 323: What's Left Behind

Over the past year I think we've established pretty well that I fucking love sunsets.

Day 322: Down Below

John Jay College is full of charming locations such as this one.

Also, I am officially allergic to that pool. I'm not going to bother usurping workout slots there anymore since my lungs seize up and take 24 hours to reopen. It's more than just a little frustrating. Guess it's time to get a swim cap and learn to love Baruch or something.

Day 321: Squeezed In

Tight quarters on NJTransit coming home from a Lykke Li concert.

Day 320: Your Heart is the Coldest Continent

I had this strange sense today that I looked different. Also, I realized it had been a few months since I did a self-portrait. Yeah, it's not a very imaginative one, but for once, I'm okay with the state that it seems to have captured me in.

I'm almost inexplicably sad today (but really, I know what this is about).

Day 319: A Winter Texture

Lovely shadow effects at Columbia.

Day 318: An Errand

Tonight, Sleep No More was featured on Gossip Girl, so there was a nerdfest to collectively mourn the possibility that SNM may be jumping the shark. But, probably not.

Best part for me was getting to run a little errand for Hecate.

Day 317: Burlesque

Avian Rush and Debra Delorean of Rhinestone Gorilla Burlesque. Note to self: do not burlesque on an empty stomach, the drunkenness becomes severe.

Day 316: Central Park

Day 315: Last Night on Earth

Many years ago in New Haven we had a party night called "the last night on earth" as many of us were departing for various summer projects or jobs, and it was likely we'd not see each other again.

A couple years after that I deliberately broke several friendships because I thought I had to. And, to complete the process of pupation that was just beginning then in a final spiral toward my decision to end my academic career, I suppose I did in fact need to. But for the past six years I have missed those friends gravely, and felt a terrible wound in my soul for how I chose to deal with that situation.

This weekend I got a chance to start to fix it.

Day 314: Chiaroscuro

Day 313: Eternal Return

We've been here before.

Day 312: Rundown

Heading home, exhausted.

Day 311: Memorials at Night

You get two shots from my National Mall trip, none of them of the classic memorial at night variety. The Korean War Memorial really impressed and scared me in the dark.

Day 310: Washington

Sunset as seen from the train, arriving at Union Station.

Day 309: Cling

Day 308: Shot in the Dark

I really love New York. And I'm kind of astonished at how much it's changed me. Tonight for example I've sat at home feeling guilty and sad for not going out. Not that I ever go out on Fridays, because I'm always too tired, but for some reason today I've got this sense that I should be out on the town, forgetting my (numerous) cares. Alas, that's the plan for next weekend.

Day 307: Fenced Out

This is how I feel right now. Glad there's green even this late in the year. Sad I can't touch it.

Day 306: Feist

Rounding out the year of 5-letter-name female artists in concert, went to a really magical Feist concert in Brooklyn that ended with the whole audience sharing the stage with her.

Day 305: Waning Days

This is reminiscent of a shot very early in the project and is much better.