03.31.07:
white dog cafe in university city, philadelphia. 1 am, so officially it is the 31st.

03.30.07:
walnut lane bridge, from forbidden drive—yes, I live in the boonies.

03.29.07:
c stands for... circus boy.

03.28.07:
the schuylkill river. it wasn't nearly as warm today.

03.27.07:
77 degrees on the schuylkill river trail. I wore shorts.

03.26.07:
not a false trigger.

03.25.07:
a false trigger.

03.24.07:
under a bridge on the schuylkill river trail.

03.23.07:
bristles fused together. I didn't realize the stain was oil-based.

03.22.07:
this season this high end huffy replaces the ciocc as my crit bike.

03.21.07:
infusion—mount airy's local cafe.

03.20.07:
yay spring... uhm, you know, that looks an awful lot like a piece of lint on my sensor.

03.19.07:
I hate her.

03.18.07:
the dog's towel—stiff, standing on its own, and at first glance suspended in mid-air. it creeps us out everytime we pass it in the hall way.

03.17.07:
bottoms up—since this picture, I've been consciously checking clear drinking glasses for logo placement. it's pretty common to have it legible from the top.

03.16.07:
magic hat circus boy.

03.15.07:
cleaning the delicate 50mm lens.

03.14.07:
panic shot—lying in bed, slowly twisting the camera through a fifteen second exposure of the bedroom window.

03.13.07:
over the course of the day, this dog will inch across the floor following the path of that sunlit patch. must've been sad to watch me put up all the curtains.

03.12.07:
panic shot—the inside of a hansen's natural soda soda can.

03.11.07:
I wanted the tamster to smoosh it, but she let it off easy—scooped it up on a leaf and let it fly off.

03.10.07:
just past valley forge—we turned around at mile 25, but it seems that the trails keeps on going.

03.09.07:
germantown avenue, while waiting for the tamster to pick me up.

03.08.07:
daniel johnston on my tv. saw him once, playing an out-of-tune guitar, drooling/dribbling coca-cola, and just charming the crowd at schubas tavern in chicago.

03.07.07:
little bit of sky on an otherwise dreary, dreary day.

03.06.07:
just had to paint a white stripe across the dining table. had to.

03.05.07:
the highlight of my morning routine.

03.04.07:
at the corner catty-corner from our corner.

03.03.07:
a muddy excursion into wissahickon valley. the thought dawned on us—too late—that perhaps we were eroding the trails. oops, sorry.

03.02.07:
gnawing on a doggy breath mint.

03.01.07:
the septa regional rail station, roughly six blocks from home.