Whoops, forgot to post this yesterday. Oil pipeline (I think?) running across a wetland preserve.
Well I did manage a full 10 days before being too busy to update.
Anyway, these ducks were worth a better camera.
Already resorted to taking shots out of my office window. I need to stop spending so much time behind the computer.
Ok, so I didn’t exactly take any pictures today. I should, right? But I slacked off today and just did homework. But if I had gone photographing today, it’s very possible that I would have taken a picture like this, of my roommate’s lovable dog.
This song came up just as I was starting to write this, and I remembered how much i liked getting mentally lost in the corridors of its warm fuzz in middle school. Ah, the good old days.
It’s a better place than where my mind’s been most of the last two days, grieving and discomforted by the shooting in Tucson. Putting my academic hat on, this has been the most important analysis about it that I’ve seen. An excerpt:
At another, Loughner makes extraordinarily obscure comments about language and grammar, suggesting that the government engages in “mind control on the people by controlling grammar.” That’s not the kind of idea that’s very common out there, even on the Internet. In fact, I think it’s pretty clear that Loughner is taking ideas from Patriot conspiracy theorist David Wynn Miller of Milwaukee. Miller claims that the government uses grammar to “enslave” Americans and offers up his truly weird “Truth-language” as an antidote. For example, he says that if you add colons and hyphens to your name in a certain way, you are no longer taxable.
Ok, I didn’t actually take this today, but I did run past this sign again, so I figure that’s close enough, right? Rough Road sign is on a bike path that’s grown ridges from the roots pushing underneath.
The Coastal Fence
This fence is supposed to keep people off the bluff, which is eroding at an alarming rate. The sense of being kept away from the beauty, as if it was fenced off from the viewer, was really intriguing.
Someone left this apple, half-eaten, on a park bench on campus today. It couldn’t have been there long; no browning had developed. These are the kinds of things I would normally just walk by and chuckle at, but, you know, I’m trying to change that.