Sunday, December 13, 2009
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Random Photos As of Late
Saturday, October 10, 2009
I Am Screen Shopping
HANDBAGS: Looking at a practical price range, I am looking at Marc by Marc, See By Chloe
Here are some of my favs.
MARC BY MARC JACOBS
Bloomingdales
MARC BY MARC JACOBS
Bloomingdales
MARC BY MARC JACOBS
Bloomingdales
MARC BY MARC JACOBS
Bloomingdales
MARC BY MARC JACOBS
Saks
Rachel Nasvik
And here I can only wish: Dunlin
Dunlin
Here are some of my favs.
MARC BY MARC JACOBS
Bloomingdales
MARC BY MARC JACOBS
Bloomingdales
MARC BY MARC JACOBS
Bloomingdales
MARC BY MARC JACOBS
Bloomingdales
MARC BY MARC JACOBS
Saks
Rachel Nasvik
And here I can only wish: Dunlin
Dunlin
Monday, September 28, 2009
I'm Working with Black Bob the Blob on my Screen
So the time has passed quickly. I'm now living in Leucadia, said to be the last "hippie" town, yet I haven't seen many hippies. Anyway, I wanted to post the rest of the Chama photos.
A friend we found and left for later to come.
Chris is gonna be pissed about this one. He and Sasha on their way back from a dip in the river. It was too cold for my liking.
Game time in the evening. Life without television is so much more simple.
OK, I have to go renew my Flick PRO account....there's nothing pro about it, except you can put alot more photos up .....plus I just found Flight of the Conchords in Spanish on HBO, it's amazing.
Here's a sample.
A friend we found and left for later to come.
Chris is gonna be pissed about this one. He and Sasha on their way back from a dip in the river. It was too cold for my liking.
Game time in the evening. Life without television is so much more simple.
OK, I have to go renew my Flick PRO account....there's nothing pro about it, except you can put alot more photos up .....plus I just found Flight of the Conchords in Spanish on HBO, it's amazing.
Here's a sample.
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Chama Continued and my New Best Friend
OMG!!! This is so fucking cute.
I love red pandas....
Anyway, I wanted to actually get the the Chama Barton Ranch photos. So here we go.
So it begins raining right as we approach the Chama city limits. The ranch lies somehwhere between the end of the city and the Colorado border. So, we are looking for a fence??? If we reach CO, we've gone too far. So we drive and look and drive and look and.....CO, he we are. Turn around and just as we have the rain begins to clear and Chris and Bryan are approaching the gate we somehow missed, oh yeah we missed it because it's brown rusted iron with a combination lock on it.
So the rain has cleared, but it's muddy and wet. It's cool though, and refreshing. I felt like I was in a water bottle. So, we decide to let the dirt, now mud, road dry up and run into town and get some groceries. When we get back, we go "froading" to get to the ranch. and doing so in my mom's brand new Suzuki hatchback thingy that's like 2 inches from the ground. How we didn;t tear that car apart, I still don't know. Anyway. here are some pics...we got there and Bryan suggested we go on a small hike, a small hike turned into a goddamn 2 hour journey through wet forest. Spotting some elk, some dead elk, and some serious bones!
Spotting the elk.
ELK
Our find and the mascot for the rest of the trip.
Guilt, wonder, amazement.
Aspens, they surrounded the ranch. They were also pretty easy to knock over once they were dead.
Ok, we'll start the next round with us getting back to the ranch and getting d-runk, which included a dance-off. I think Peter won, of course, dancing to Peter Gabriel.
I love red pandas....
Anyway, I wanted to actually get the the Chama Barton Ranch photos. So here we go.
So it begins raining right as we approach the Chama city limits. The ranch lies somehwhere between the end of the city and the Colorado border. So, we are looking for a fence??? If we reach CO, we've gone too far. So we drive and look and drive and look and.....CO, he we are. Turn around and just as we have the rain begins to clear and Chris and Bryan are approaching the gate we somehow missed, oh yeah we missed it because it's brown rusted iron with a combination lock on it.
So the rain has cleared, but it's muddy and wet. It's cool though, and refreshing. I felt like I was in a water bottle. So, we decide to let the dirt, now mud, road dry up and run into town and get some groceries. When we get back, we go "froading" to get to the ranch. and doing so in my mom's brand new Suzuki hatchback thingy that's like 2 inches from the ground. How we didn;t tear that car apart, I still don't know. Anyway. here are some pics...we got there and Bryan suggested we go on a small hike, a small hike turned into a goddamn 2 hour journey through wet forest. Spotting some elk, some dead elk, and some serious bones!
Spotting the elk.
ELK
Our find and the mascot for the rest of the trip.
Guilt, wonder, amazement.
Aspens, they surrounded the ranch. They were also pretty easy to knock over once they were dead.
Ok, we'll start the next round with us getting back to the ranch and getting d-runk, which included a dance-off. I think Peter won, of course, dancing to Peter Gabriel.
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
A Peaceful Piece of Land - New Mexico
I have recently returned from my Southwest rummage through the desert and high into the mountains of the Colorado border. Every mile we climbed higher and higher riding on side of the Rockies until we reached Chama, NM. A place that exists only to be forgotten.
Starting in my hometown of El Paso, Texas, I gave the Burlington Brothers a mini-tour of "Smelter Town," a small border community at the edge of Texas creeping right up to New Mexico and Mexico. Hidden behind a business park and the I-10, sits the old Smelter Town Graveyard - said to house the graves of many of the now defunct and controversial Asarco Coal Production Factory. Once many of the graves did not even carry a white cross as they do now, but merely a pile of rocks, unknown to their family and the rest of the world.
Then after our sweaty hike through graves, sand and huge fire ants we needed a drink and some of the best Chile con Queso that I've ever had at the infamous Rosa's Cantina, known for it's mention in the Marty Robbins song "El Paso," where he fell in love with a Mexican girl. Here I fell in love with Rosa. Now under new ownership, the feel is the same, but now not as scary.
Sipping on Micheladas, a beer and lime drink perfect for the hot weather. On the walls are all the famous people that have visited Rosa's, including the Selena and her team, including her killer.....
Then to the road, to head North to the Chama, NM. What was expected, we had no idea. As we traveled the sand and dirt and red rocks became green grass and pine trees.
To be continued......in Chama!!
Starting in my hometown of El Paso, Texas, I gave the Burlington Brothers a mini-tour of "Smelter Town," a small border community at the edge of Texas creeping right up to New Mexico and Mexico. Hidden behind a business park and the I-10, sits the old Smelter Town Graveyard - said to house the graves of many of the now defunct and controversial Asarco Coal Production Factory. Once many of the graves did not even carry a white cross as they do now, but merely a pile of rocks, unknown to their family and the rest of the world.
Then after our sweaty hike through graves, sand and huge fire ants we needed a drink and some of the best Chile con Queso that I've ever had at the infamous Rosa's Cantina, known for it's mention in the Marty Robbins song "El Paso," where he fell in love with a Mexican girl. Here I fell in love with Rosa. Now under new ownership, the feel is the same, but now not as scary.
Sipping on Micheladas, a beer and lime drink perfect for the hot weather. On the walls are all the famous people that have visited Rosa's, including the Selena and her team, including her killer.....
Then to the road, to head North to the Chama, NM. What was expected, we had no idea. As we traveled the sand and dirt and red rocks became green grass and pine trees.
To be continued......in Chama!!
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