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This house is outta place.

This house is outta place.

Some kind of historic area in Phoenix. I guess it's original, but it's still very out of place, since Phoenix didn't exactly spring up in Victorian period the way San Francisco did. Take my word, this makes no sense out here.

13

10 2011

Gilded window letters

Gilded window letters

This little section of LA (Silver Lake) features lots of shops with handpainted storefronts and signs. This one is quite elaborate and I appreciate it.

05

10 2011

Hand painted chalkboard

Hand painted chalkboard

There's lots of type in this this style, but it's nice to see the genuine article.

05

10 2011

Hazy sunset

Hazy sunset

Not the clearest day, but this was the first time I had seen the California coast (San Francisco doesn't count). I'm still a little shocked by how the mountains in this area pop up out of nowhere.

03

10 2011

Thats California for ya.

Thats California for ya.

Sometimes I feel like every store needs this. I have found myself often unable to ask for directions in large cities (New York, London, et al.) because I don't speak, y'know, every language on Earth.

Obviously, this is a remark on the massive Spanish-speaking population in SoCal. But it's odd because this is an otherwise stodgy eyewear shop. Where do they get off with cheeky social commentary?

03

10 2011

Commuting in a strange city

Commuting in a strange city

I'm in LA now, and figuring out how to get places. I've already underestimated the massive scale of the city and how spread out it is. I've looked up how to travel to certain faraway neighbourhoods and it seems downright absurd that I would take two buses and a train to get from A to B. Maybe it's true, i do need a car.

03

10 2011

This burrito is the size of a small cat

This burrito is the size of a small cat

I ate the whole thing. In retrospect, it wasn't the best move, and I did not sleep well. I guess I have a weak east coast stomach.

02

10 2011

Chicago Buildings

The final day in Chicago, I find myself, as I often do, roaming the streets of a foreign city with little goal or intention, save to photograph the geometric randomness observed in the unity of sun and stone and glass. Chicago is suitable for such a charge.

Strange Days Indeed

Strange Days Indeed

Strange Days Indeed

Strange Days Indeed

Strange Days Indeed

Strange Days Indeed

Strange Days Indeed

18

04 2010

In Chicago

At the FUSE Conference. Here are the photos I snapped in my awkward, paparazzi-esque moment.

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

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strange days indeed

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strange days indeed

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strange days indeed

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

13

04 2010

Lauren’s House

Through the snow and wind of January, I journey to Boston, for the wedding of grad school flatmate Nick, and his lady Karen. Lauren, my old high school chum, has graciously offered to put me up for the night, thus saving me the hassle and costs of staying a hotel, which I forgot to reserve anyway.

Lauren’s place is comfy, and distinctively female.

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

strange days indeed

And yes, that is a foam penis and pig in a jar of water. That’s how she rolls.

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01 2010