September 13, 2013. I mentioned in a previous post that I would fall back on things, including the animals I live with, when I didn't get anything on camera during the course of the day. This is Harriet the goldfish. There is still a dog to rescue me as well. Today should have been eventful. It was day 1 of Riot Fest, but I just didn't want to leave the house. So I missed Flatfoot 56, GWAR, Andrew W.K., Bad Religion, Joan Jett and the Blackhearts, and Danzig. Fallout Boy (Fall Out Boy?) played, too, but I never considered staying for them. The next two days, I will definitely be at Riot Fest, so don't get too excited about meeting Elsie the dog yet.
Friday, September 13, 2013
043/365 - Do It, Roger
September 12, 2013. The Fabulous Ladies of Fitness brought their monthly dance party to Cole's Bar with a tribute to Roger Troutman and Zapp alongside guest DJ's DJ LA Jesus and Ghosthouse. There were lots of bumping beats, basslines, vocoders and bouncing booties. There was also a guy excitedly insisting that Cameo's "Word Up" was straight up "DC in the 90's." I decided to not music-nerd out on him and argue that Cameo is from Atlanta (I think), and that song is their biggest hit from the 80's (I know). It was still fun that he and his date were dancing away and having a good time. The next FLOF party will be Hip-Hop Halloween at Cole's. It's going to be a blast. Be there if you can!
Wednesday, September 11, 2013
042/365 - Loose Lips
September 11, 2013. I thought my photo today would be one I took of one of the cooks at Falafel & Grill. He beckoned me over when he saw me stop at Milwaukee and Paulina to take photos of the commuting cyclists. But then I had band practice, followed by a visit to Stella's. There weren't many people there, but it was fairly rowdy. So tonight I give you "Loose Lips Sink Ships."
041/365 - Deutsch Boy
September 10, 2013. There I was, just riding home from work, and at Adams and State I saw this guy in lederhosen hanging out on the corner. I've since noticed that there's an Oktoberfest set up a block away, so maybe he came from there. Or maybe he's going to hop on the Red Line and take it to the Alps.
Monday, September 9, 2013
040/365 - Ninja Washers
September 9, 2013. Today's photo of the day greeted me when I came up from the subway downtown this morning. The first photos on the card yielded results when I ran across these ninja window washers only about three stories off the ground. I've seen them, and photographed them, previously on a different building when they were much higher, but today was the day. One even posed for me. Later in the evening had some interesting situations, too. A nice dinner at Tocco in Wicker Park changed in mood quite suddenly toward the end when it became the venue for Bondage Bingo. As luck would have it, Shereen got the first Bingo of the night and got her ass paddled by a tattooed babe in a lowcut cocktail dress. You go, girl.
Sunday, September 8, 2013
039/365 - Lakefront
September 8, 2013. In summers past, I've made probably three to five trips to the beach each week. Most of that was simply riding a couple of miles on the Lakefront Trail before or after work. This summer, not only did I not have work to put me near the lake, but I had all kinds of other crap going on to keep me occupied or in enough of a depression to not go anywhere in daylight hours. So, now, summer is ending, if not gone altogether, and I've tried to cram in a few visits to Lake Michigan. I've typically not lingered and not gotten any decent photographs. Today was probably the second day in which I did any shooting, but it wasn't particularly summery. The temperature was on the cool side, around 75ºF, and it was cloudy and windy. That didn't prevent me from leaving with a handful of decent photos, but it sure made me miss the summer that I didn't participate in.
038/365 - Gone Blonde
September 7, 2013. Busty Mannequin, as I've called her, has made appearances in my previous 365 project. She's sort of a safety net, since she's always there and changes outfits often. The more certain "safety net" subjects are the animals I live with and self-portraits. If I have a day with no worthy photos (or no photos), I just turn to one of those three subjects. Saturday was one of those days since I backed out of a camping trip, and while I was out on my bike at four a.m. I visited Busty's window to find her in this red satin dress with a fur, a hat, and a long blonde wig.
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