Thursday, August 04, 2005

Mexicans, Porque me odias?

My mexos didn't show up at the field today, so there was no soccer played. Sad times. I walked the dog instead. Not quite the same thing.

After tomorrow, only one more week of work. Hallelujah. Then begins the 1st Annual Old Barn Photography Tour of South Middle Tennessee. No joke. I've become obsessed with old, decaying, surrounded by trees barns that populate the countryside. I shall take leisurely drives around the area and take pictures of them. You may call it lame, I call it "finally, a vacation."


1 comment:

prose is poetry said...

i have a sweet barn you should come check out. no, it's not mine, but i go to it. you know what i mean. and a house, too. old rotten houses are even better.