Droves of people filled the streets of downtown Ann Arbor, blocking every intersection that might lead me to a parking spot that might not be taken. Fifteen minutes later, I was parked on the outskirts of downtown, where the city didn’t deem it necessary to update the meters from the pre-digital age. After another ten minutes–and me digging far deeper into my cup holder than I had every wanted to go before–and I was on my way…only four or five city blocks to go. The event began in the Diag–the center of the University of Michigan campus–where a crowd of … Continue reading March for Science, Ann Arbor, Michigan
It’s Monday after Easter, and there isn’t a soul out there happy with that fact. What does a work day after running all weekend feel like? It feels like, “forget this. Let’s get breakfast.” Below is a candid of my friend, Nick, while we sat at the Early Bird diner. I’m usually taking photos of him. The death stare I got after this one was too good for words. I was an avid DSLR user until I got my Fuji in the mail. I cannot get over how blue the sky looks through a Fuji. The sky kept threatening to … Continue reading The Early Bird Gets the Worm…Unless It’s Monday. Then It Gets Nothing.
The flower that smell like a gas station bathroom are in full bloom.The Penn Theatre is currently playing Indiana Jones and the Raiders of the Lost Ark. Because it’s 1985, that’s why.Pull the flash filters off my La Sardina from Lomography.comZander showed Melissa and me what parkour looks like.B&W portraiture while we took a rest.One last flower for the night. Continue reading Plymouth by Day and Woodhaven by Night
The blossoms are almost in full bloom out here…or I think they might be. I’m not sure. I’m not an horticulturist. Today was another wedding landmark: cake testing. Zander and I beat Missy to Cakes by Stephanie in Monroe, MI. Zander got pretty bored, pretty fast. Then he tried the cake. Continue reading Going cake testing…and flowers
Michigan. Spring. They don’t really go together, since Michigan doesn’t really have a spring. What we get is Winter, Winter 2: Son of a Storm; then full on, sweaty balls to the walls, black fly, West Nile virus summer. But every once in a while, we get a taste of what the rest of the world calls spring, and it’s usually wrapped in a lot of brown and cold. Still, it’s ours and we love it, because we’re Michiganians, and if you can make it here, you can make it anywhere. Shell and Mike came over with our first wedding … Continue reading Michigan Spring
The end. And yes, that is Tim Kingsbury and Joby Kaslowski breaking the fourth wall. Continue reading St. Patrick’s @ El Club Pt. 5