GunSmith

Orange stuff is where it's at.

Glad you're keeping an open mind. How's the glaucoma?

Beautiful morning. Glad you enjoyed it proper.

Agreed. Over a grill, I have to weave bacon knots so my strips don't fall into the fire. As it cooks, it gets rendered into a solid, juicy, self-basted bacon steak.

Just one isolated occurrence earlier today. Nothing since.

I got redirected to iTunes from the Community Index.

Quantity over quality, Q.

...and prevent it from sinking into the topsoil.

No, I can't manage my money, it was a gift. But yeah, I love it so far, it's a world of difference from a point-and-shoot.

It's the HX400V from Sony.

It's...it's finally May... And hundreds of weird and beautiful weeds are coming up all over my yard in patches and carpets:

Cholo/Cholita characters with a mean mug would look good up against the height chart.

What a freakshow. At least you guys aren't adjacent to him. Impala looks classy as fuck, but I bet your six-fo' looks classier.

You can see the guy in 550 doing nasty things in his garage.

How'd you capture Trevor hitting his pipe?

Those angled shots of the pier with the sun and clouds are perfect.

I just glanced at a taco someone dropped on 360. Dear God, it was tragic by comparison.

Wait, they'll operate on me if I'm caught? EDIT: Ohh, that makes more sense.

Yep, I'm certain they're just a-waiting down the street in the nondescript delivery van to seize my single immature plant. They'd be spending more effort and money than it'd be worth to eradicate a pound of roots and a quarter-ounce of flowers.

Me, too. It's given me a much greater appreciation of the world, natural and otherwise. I've got some San Marzanos, some strawberries, and a Sugar Baby watermelon started, too (gonna need a bigger closet). Something about watching them break the ground and shoot up to the light just tickles my giblets.

Well, your loss.

Nope. Sprinkle some ground stuff on top to heat it up evenly.

The girl's mama didn't mind, I used that to make a foolish assumption for the little one. Do you really need your subject's permission for a distant, candid shot? I'm sure a photographer like you could make that judgment.

A little self-confidence and the courtesy to ask for permission can go a long way.

Spring blossoms.