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Her: The blog’s old and tired.
Me: I don’t have the heart to keep them both going.
Her: People still check it. You need to add something.
Me: Why?
Her: Because friends that don’t get to see you worry about you.
Me: They should.
Her: No they shouldn’t. You’re okay.
Me: Oh, yeah, I forgot.
Her: But You need to tell people you’re okay. Add something. Add those photos
of Emma and Kate. How about the pictures you took of your bathroom being
painted?
Me: Good idea. Emma liked her photo, Kate thought she looked too
fat. We’ll see what the people think.
Beautiful girls! Kate you look wonderful. I love your new haircut!
Comment by Jen — August 10, 2008 @ 1:01 am
Who’s the second girl? And who’s the “her” giving you that good advice?
Comment by smiling dan — August 10, 2008 @ 8:40 am
Yup, Kate looks too fat (as in, not as perfectly proportioned as she in fact is) because Michael forgot one law of framing/cropping which I’m sure Adam could explain better than I can.
Did I ever tell the story about the family friend who took home movies when I was little? Actually, this is a story about me, not about the family friend, but those younger than 50 have to imagine how very rare home movies were in those days. I remember one from a camping trip, showing someone making breakfast, and a leaf falling in the stream and being carried with the current — we always watched these things forward and backward; the egg getting less and less fried until it jumped back into its shell, the leaf swimming up eddies and waterfalls until it leapt into the sky. Anyway, one morning … wait, you have to know that my mother made nightgowns which were basically just a rectangle of material with a wide neck hole. So I was, oh 10 years old, and I was sitting cross-legged on my bed reading, when our friend came up the hall with his movie camera, filming. I looked up and realized that my nightgown had slid off my shoulder. So I pushed it back up, and grinned shyly. That scene looked entirely different backwards.
Why the story? The look on Kate’s face is a little hard to read.
Comment by jennifer — August 10, 2008 @ 1:25 pm
What IS it with running things backwards … ? In the cae of movies, it feels godlike, I suppose, like manipulating time. In the case of vinyl, you find out secrets, like, “Paul is dead” … But you set that telling up perfectly, Jen, from the sublime to the suggestive. Thanks! Beautiful.
Along those lines, kinda despite myself, I think I’ve rarely laughed as hard as when Jim Carrey, wearing a tutu, “rewinds” a play-by-play in slow-motion in Ace Venture, Pet Detective, complete with extemporaneous backwards reel-to-reel soundtrack. Unless it’s the heroic scene towards the end of Over the Hedge when Sammy the Squirrel, already hyper-ADD, bolts an energy drink and appears to saunter to the rescue while the world seems to slam on the brakes into uber-slo-mo. For awhile there, I literally couldn’t breathe for laughter (from the sublime to the ridulous … ).
Both girls look fabulous, though I get Jen’s point. Kate’s channeling Stevie Nicks by way of Dexter’s Debra Morgan, too bright to look as dark as might otherwise come through; Emma just beautifully Emma, one with the widlflowers beyond.
Comment by adam — August 10, 2008 @ 2:58 pm
Wow. I look significantly angrier in that picture than intended. Thanks mike.
Comment by kate — August 22, 2008 @ 7:23 pm