After I struggled to take an Adam-engineered non-flash photo of Emma, she grabbed my camera and snapped off these terrific shots.
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I’m looking up at P Rodd, and he was in the frame, but he complains if I post him looking like a dumbed-down version of Jethro from The Beverly Hillbillies.
Why is the world racing by outside Matt’s window … ?
I didn’t know if it were appropriate to say what a perfect metaphor.
Yeah, but I STILL want to know why. Or, if you prefer, how’d that perfect metaphor get there?
The guy who asked the question is, by far, the best one to supply the answer.
The problem with your comment is when you’re getting dozens of comments on one silly story about some trivial LUMP, the people who should be answering it don’t even see it’s there. But I’ll try.
Dear el Kib: WHY IS the world racing by outside Matt’s window?
‘Cause he regularly sleeps ’til early afternoon on weekends … ?
Because he is Mr. Cool and he operates at half speed?
Dammit!
cuz he’s Ptolemaic!
Double, triple reflections, interference and refraction?