Leica M6, mexican food, michigan, snow

Taqueria Munoz

West Michigan. I got gasoline here years ago and now, caught in the cold of the lake effect snow belt, it is hot and spicy with tacos. (There’s a little food/snack shop down the road from this place that serves the migrant worker community. In the back is a cool case of small-bottle Cokes that are made with cane sugar.)

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Sometimes…

Sometimes, you just have to give in. And when you do it’s like fine wine. Memories flood back, colors look brighter, music is everywhere. The sun shines. Then you shake hands with the clown, excuse yourself and say you’ll be seeing him again someday. Far down the road. Another time. Maybe we’ll have something to laugh about. Then. Down the road.

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celebration, deflation, frozen foods, hanging, Leica M8

Frozen Food Month

Did you know that March is National Frozen Food Month? Who knew? But it is. And to celebrate a local frozen food aisle pulled out all the stops and went tropical. From end cap to end cap it was fringe, hula girls and exotic animals. Some a little less lively than others. Picked up a box of frozen chicken patties in their honor.

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The New Leica Web Site

And speaking of German cameras, a question: have you seen the latest marketing effort over at Leica? http://www.leica-camera.us/ Seems that the way to sell a Leica nowadays is to treat it like soap. And pretend it’s the opulent 1980s before all bubbles burst. Very puzzling.

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It may sound strange, but I just finished a 2-day jury duty and I enjoyed it. Started wondering if one could be a professional juror. Eat at the courthouse cafeteria, become familiar with all the jury rooms, acknowledge the judges silently as they pass in the halls. That knowing nod of yep, I’m back again. Collect, what, $40 a day.

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California, Leica M8, oceanside, Venice

From the sunshine of Venice, CA last year. Wandering between edits on a commercial television production. Trying now to remember what the warmth feels like. It was quite a walk from Santa Monica.


And since it’s so gloomy out here in Royal Oak, I think I’ll scan me a batch of slides and negs from the last couple of years. But that means sitting in the “cold” room. Well, let’s just see how the day plays out…

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