Downtown carnival with a new prize offering: fresh hanging cuts of fury faux lions and tigers. Like fuzzy sides of meat in a butcher’s playland. Or something like that. (Shhh…they’re sleeping…)
Archive for the ‘faux’ Category
Fresh Cuts of Faux
Saturday, June 5th, 2010Non-Rangefinder Break
Monday, May 17th, 2010Like many snap addicts across the land, I have been living with a condition known as Hipstamatic. I hear it will naturally run its course and leave the system in weeks. But right now I am in the thick of it. Fun but fake old photos. And returning to my home via Amtrak, passing through Detroit, I hade to do a Hipstamatic study outside the train windows. Here are but a few of what I could get in between the iPhone choking on low processing power:
Palms In Paradise
Friday, November 7th, 2008The last time I was on the coast I contracted walking pneumonia and had to sweat it out on a 5 hour flight back to bed. This was the last thing I remember…
