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| Mor e photos |
| 08.31.05 (12:38 pm) [edit] |
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| New photos.... |
| 08.31.05 (7:33 am) [edit] |
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Just a few recent photos. I was trying to upload some new ones, but flickr is having some issues. k  The campus store on a friday night...  
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| ++ Rant and recharging |
| 08.30.05 (6:53 am) [edit] |
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The students are back. They are taking up the whole sidewalk and walking slow which means the time it takes me to get from point A to point B has more than doubled. Why do they do this to me? Why? I think there should be a passing lane like on the highway. And while they are walking slow and hogging all the space they are shuffling their feet. (Which to me is like snapping gum. PICK UP YOUR FEET!) And at the same time they are having inane conversations on their cellphones while listening to their IPods. Why? Okay, I am done venting. I feel so much better now. Life has been pretty calm and uneventful the last few days. Went to a wedding shower on Saturday. Good lord she got a lot of stuff. Saw my family after that. My sister Emily starts high school today. She was born the day after my senior prom, it is amazing how fast time goes. I had lots of plans for this week, but most of them fell through. I am actually pretty happy about that. I have needed a lot of me time lately. Hours where I only have to do what I want to do. I feel my batteries recharging. k |
| ++ I know no shame |
| 08.26.05 (10:39 am) [edit] |
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I entered a photo in the Photo Friday challenge if you feel like voting for me. This weeks challenge is Chaos and I am number 233. Here is the picture..  You know know that I posted this I am not sure when they let you vote... I will let you know... k |
| ++ another meme |
| 08.25.05 (10:33 am) [edit] |
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Kate is a beautiful, determined, self-conscious and mysterious passenger of flight 185 Kate is all manufactured in rural America with great attention to detail . Kate is also an award-winning classical singer who performs with the Queensland Orchestra and the Queensland Opera Kate is refreshing in that she is not imitative Kate is Still Great! Kate is now a well-known name in any motorcycle-racing sphere Kate is hot. Kate looks like Julia Roberts. ... Kate is very beautiful (How could I resisit including this one?) Kate is a perpetual motion machine. Kate is nothing short of amazing Kate is a modern girl who is very business driven, not very lucky in love I could go on and on, but I will spare you k |
| ++ Walking in the graveyard |
| 08.25.05 (10:04 am) [edit] |
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Not to long ago someone on Flickr asked when I was going to start taking pictures of living things. (An embarassing side note is that I read his comments as "when are you going to start taking pictures for a living.) The comment came from the fact that I have hundreds of photos of headstones and statues. I have never been nervous or creeped out about walking through one by myself. Even as a kid I was facinated by the way people would build little shrines for their lost loved ones. Some of the sites were so ornate. And others I could tell had no one to take care of their little plot. A friend lived close to one and one day we went there after a big wind storm. All the flowers and stuffed animals and things had blown to the side making their own makeshift memorial. We took a few of the items, but her mother made us take back. Before I started taking pictuers I would often walk through the cemeteries and find a sense of calm and a purpose. I think it was the idea that we all end up in the same place, but what we do before that is left up to us. No matter how much we fight it we are going to die at some point. I don't find it depressing or morbid. I don't like the new flat stone cemeteries where people can't leave flowers or anything personal. I understand why, but I don't really think they have the same feeling as the older cemeteries have. They don't have the same soul. What is interesting to me is that as much as I am drawn to cemeteries I don't want to be buried in one. I think they are wasteful of both money and land. I want to be cremated and sprinkled someone. Maybe if I had money I would make a relative drive around with me as a condition of my will... especially if I didn't like them that much. :D I'm kidding... but only a little bit. k |
| ++ Statuary |
| 08.23.05 (9:58 am) [edit] |
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Here are several shots of one of my favorite statues in the cemetery I often go to shoot photos in. I have posted other pics of her before, but I like the quality of these a bit more. k    And one in color for good measure.. 
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| ++ Getting better |
| 08.23.05 (5:02 am) [edit] |
 Starting to feel a bit more level. which is a good thing. Some of my friends were laughing at how out of sorts I was.... In a good way. Even I had to laugh about how irrational I was being. Like I said it doesn't happen often anymore, but when it does it still throws me for a loop. The weather is making me happier.. I actually had to get out a light jacket yesterday. Today it is just supposed to get in to the 70s which is perfect for me. I love being a little chilly when I go to sleep. I am actually going to try and get some work done today... wish me luck. k |
| ++ Grumble grumble |
| 08.22.05 (12:47 pm) [edit] |
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I have to admit that this wasn't one of my better weekends. I was fine Friday evening until about 8 and then I wanted to cry at everything. For no reason. I pretty much hibernated until the feeling passed. It isn't often that I feel this way, but when I do it is best to hide out until I feel normal again. It wasn't PMS, but mabye going back on the pill didn't help. Plus this morning we had a "work flow" meeting which meant explaining what we do to people who don't have a clue. Not a one. And because of one of my chatty coworkers it went 40 minutes longer than it should have. On a positive note I got a flat screen monitor which is so much nicer than my clunky one. Hopefully I will be back to normal tomorrow. I just realized it is almost time for me to leave!!!! k |
| ++ Waiting for the final bell |
| 08.19.05 (10:33 am) [edit] |
 Was stuck in a traffic jam for over an hour this morning and it just threw me off for the rest of the day. I have not felt like doing anything. All I can say is that I am happy it is Friday. I think I may have to find something to do tonight. Not sure what, maybe go out for a drink or a movie. A couple links from my friend Peter... they are both a bit disturbing. Enjoy! New Harvest =http://www.makezine.com/blog/..." Gum k |
| ++ Black and White |
| 08.18.05 (12:16 pm) [edit] |
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| ++ Blast from the past 3 |
| 08.18.05 (10:40 am) [edit] |
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Feeling lazy and unmotivated so here is an old post from 4/02/04. And people wonder why I don't like people. Or at least why I am weirded out by them. k Renting porn to the unwashed masses I spent 2 years working for an independent video store. Well, it was 2 stores same owner. Each store had a small adult section. At the second store (Liberty Street Video, which is the coolest videostore in the world) the porn actually helped keep the store in business. (at least while I was there) It was at a time when regular new release videos were $60-$100 a tape while porn was $20-$30 a tape. A store was much more likely to make it's money back on a porn tape than some crappy new release. Anyway... here are some of my porn experiences...enjoy. (Side note... all the covers to the tapes were in notebooks and you could flip through the books to fnd the tape you wanted. Each tape had a # and were shelved by those #s. It used to be when doing the late list you had to look in the books to find out what # the tape had... I asked why we didn't just put the # after the title to make it a bit easier. I am a genius) Porn Customer #1 "I am looking for this tape. It is never in." He brings the book up for me to see what he is talking about. It never fails that the male customers bring their problems to me. "I am sorry sir, but "Star Fuckers #9 is damaged, but we have #10 in. I am sure that you won't miss much if you skip an episode." Porn Customer #2 This customer rents the same tape over and over and over again. Each time he has to rent a VCR cleaner because the tape has problems if he doesn't clean the VCR first. I wanted to say the wouldn't have problems if you didn't pause it so much. I also wanted to tell him he could have "lost" the tape and be ahead financially. Porn Customers #3 Same day repeat renters. These guys creep me out the most. They would come in on Sundays shortly after the store opened. A guy would spend about 20 minutes picking out his tape. He would be back about 2 hours later and start the process over again. He would repeat this one or two more times. I wanted to disenfect the videos when he brought them back. I wouldn't have been so grossed out if he rented 3 at once. But I KNEW what he was doing in those 2 hours. Porn Customer #4 There is something wrong with this tape. I had a lot of cheap customers who thought they could get a free movie by saying it was defective. We had to watch the tapes to see if this was true. I think they thought if it was porn we wouldn't watch. But we did. So often I would come in and there would be a note to watch the porn to see if all was well. Porn fact? Not sure if this is true anymore or not... but when I worked at Liberty Street we used to get lots of Asian women (2-3 in a group) renting gay male porn. Think about it... kind of makes sense. Straight porn is designed for men for the most part. Gay porn has hot men... no big breasted women going down on each other.... well, I could go on, but you get the idea. k |
| ++ Starting the day over |
| 08.17.05 (5:52 am) [edit] |
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Things got off to a rough start this morning. First off the alarm went off way too early. I got soap in my eye while washing my hair... which meant I had to wait to put my contacts in. I got 15 minutes from home and realized I didn't have my phone. Normally this isn't a big thing, but I work at Campus tonight and I just feel safer driving home when I have my phone on me... so I had to drive all the way home to pick up what I forgot. I had a Diet Coke and now all is right with the world. k Some more photos... and there are A LOT more on flickr if you want to click the badge to the right... just warning you I went nuts.     |
| ++A few photos.... |
| 08.16.05 (7:59 am) [edit] |
From my jaunt to KZoo  A couple shots I have been wanting to get for awhile   |
| ++ Random thoughts on a Tuesday |
| 08.16.05 (5:26 am) [edit] |
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| ++ Me addicted? Never |
| 08.15.05 (12:43 pm) [edit] |
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To show I have other intrests outside of photography I have just hit the highest level of Yahoo Launchcast rating.... RATINGS LEVEL Ratings Master (10,003 total ratings That means I have rated over 10,000 artists, songs and albums. I can go no higher on their scale. Where do I go from here? k |
| ++ Malfunctioning camera operator |
| 08.15.05 (10:19 am) [edit] |
 I did end up going to Kzoo on Saturday, but it was kind of rainy so I didn't go exploring as much as I might have otherwise. I also realized toward the end that I hadn't loaded the film properly in one of the cameras. So, one roll wasted. That is why I carry more than one with me at all times. That is one of the disadvantge of film cameras, but I still like the process of film more than digital, but I am a bit of a luddite that way. I went home took a nap and then went back to the fair. It was quiet when I got there about 5 and I had no problem taking new photos. When it started raining I got my neighbor her elephant ear and made my way home. Sunday was more photos .... some I had been wanting to get, but I had to find the location when I got off the expressway. Hopefully I will have some to post tomorrow. |
| N.L.F. |
| 08.15.05 (4:53 am) [edit] |
 Now why aren't we hearing about this in the news? Years of oppression have gone unnoticed. Okay not really... but it did make a friend almost pee her pants. k |
| Goin' to the Fair pics |
| 08.12.05 (10:34 am) [edit] |
  
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| ++ Milestones and Moods |
| 08.12.05 (5:20 am) [edit] |
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I have now been in Jackson a year now. Last year I went to the county fair shortly after I moved. I hadn't even finished unpacking yet. Some days it feels like I have been there ages and others just yesterday. I am finally feeling like the house is mine, even if I am just renting it. The fair was much fun. Lots of teenage drama and inappropriately dressed people. Do you really want to wear slinky heels to a fair where there are lots of cows and horses? Way too many tube tops and women who really should have had bras on. (Let me say the bohemian waif look really isn't for the plus sized.) It was a bit rainy so I am not sure if the pictures I took will actually turn out. I am dropping them off this morning. If they don't I will just have to go back and take some more. Gee darn. I have been in an odd mood lately, but am okay with it. I am not sure I could even discribe what is different. Just a sense of something being off. And I feel a bit cynical and jaded about somethings that normally don't bother me. Again this isn't bad, just off. But I think tomorrow I will take a mini road trip to Kalamazoo and take some photos if the weather isn't too bad. Maybe that will help. It can't hurt. k |
| Ghostly |
| 08.11.05 (9:46 am) [edit] |
 I am so addicted to photography these days.... but I guess there are worse things. k |
| ++Fair Food |
| 08.11.05 (7:15 am) [edit] |
 Going to the county fair tonight... should be some good people watching stories to share tomorrow. And as a bonus I am getting a deep fried Snickers... talk about heaven on a stick. I love fair food... even if I don't eat it often I think it should be its own food group. k |
| ++ Sword vs. Taser |
| 08.10.05 (7:28 am) [edit] |
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From my home state.... A man tried to ward of the police with a sword and mallet. He also yelled "I have a thousand years of Power." In the end the Taser won. Check out the full story here Someone has spent too much time at the renaissance festivals and gaming. k |
| ++Ivy |
| 08.10.05 (7:08 am) [edit] |
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Things around here are covered with ivy... I am on a mission to take as many ivy photos as possible. Hey, a girl has to have a goal. This is one I can accomplish. k  
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| Blast from the past pt. 2 |
| 08.10.05 (5:20 am) [edit] |
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Here is another post about my creepy club... I still see this guy around. Always feel like I need to take a shower after I see him... k Posted 4/5/04 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ *shudder* Okay, time for another member of Kate's Creepy Club. I was going to wait, but he just came into the store, so I had to get him out of my system. I don't even know his name, but say "Creepy Foot Fetish Man" to any of my coworkers and they can tell you exactly who he is. Unfortunately he is one of our regular customers. He used to come in a lot and ask if I would pose for some pictures. I declined of course. He took a couple of me sitting at the register... I normally don't like pictures of myself, but these were awful. I looked like I had been left for dead in a ditch. When ever he would come in he would spend a lot of time staring at my chest. Normally that doesn't bother me because whatever they are there and they aren't small... if guys get a thrill more power to them. But with CFFM I wanted to cover them up. One night he came up to me with a book in hand and said that he thought he found me in it. The book was by the photographer Elmer Batters who is known for his photos of women sucking on their nylon clad toes. I just looked at him and went to the back room and didn't come out until he left. I was truly shocked. If he was a friend we would have joked about it, but he wasn't even close to being a friend. When I saw him on the street the next day he asked what was had happened the other day. I just said it made me uncomfortable and moved on. Now my coworkers go out of their way so I don't have to deal with him. He is really vile. Thanks for letting me vent.... k |
| Where I "work" |
| 08.09.05 (12:46 pm) [edit] |
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Here are a few pics to show you where I am m-f 7:30-4. It is a little messy... k   
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| Humity and ice cream |
| 08.09.05 (9:58 am) [edit] |
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Yowza is it humid. I decided to get out at lunch and take some photos... You could almost see the air it was that humid. As I walked around no one seemed to be moving beyond a slow crawl. Glad to know it wasn't just me. Have I mentnioned how I don't like the heat? I mean really, not at all. I want it to stop about 75 with a slight breeze. I don't think it is too much to ask for. Of coure by the time I walked around the heat robbed me of my appetite. So, I picked up a fruit bowl and a smoothie from the local market... it is making me happy. Maybe I will treat myself to ice cream later. Now the dilema is what flavor to get? k |
| Blast from the past pt. 1 |
| 08.09.05 (5:10 am) [edit] |
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I decided to repost a few blogs from last year pertaining to the Creepy Club and porn renters for those of you who are new readers. Okay, that sounded pretentious since I think there are only about 5 of you out there who last more than 30 seconds at my blog... but still I was pretty happy with some of these posts. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ April 5, 2004 By now most of you have read several installments of Kate's Creepy Club. Some of you probably wonder where it all started and why I can't just tell these guys to shove off. Believe me when I say that I wish I was able to do that, but it is against my nature. The Creepy Club started long before I thought to give it a name, or even recognized it as something special. I was in the third grade when Bryan White invited me to his birthday party at McDonald's. Even though I had never been to a party somewhere other than the birthday girl's (or boy's) house I didn't want to go to this one. Bryan was one of those unfortunate kids who would spend their entire childhood being picked on. He was chubby and had coke bottle glasses and he was quite. I remember one time when some of the other kids stuck a sanitary napkin to his back. This went against my basic nature... even as a kid I tried to fight for the underdog. I had to let him know, even though it could have caused grief for me. I think this is when his crush on me started. I vaguely remember him being a tag a long after that. What I didn't realize when I got the invitation was that I would be the ONLY girl at his party. His parents took a lot of pictures with his arm around me. I was horribly uncomfortable with this. I wasn't his girlfriend and I didn't want to be. One day my friends confronted me about him. They said that if I didn't tell him to go away that they wouldn't be my friends any longer. I still feel guilty about listening to them. I told him I didn't want to talk to him anymore. I don't remember what I said or what he said, but I remember how sad his eyes looked magnified by his glasses. I still have guilt about this issue and it is 20+ years later. After that I just couldn't be cruel to someone knowingly. I am sure I have done hurtful things out of ignorance, but I try not to be hurtful. I guess this why I can't just tell Psycho Mike, Larry the Toothless Wonder and all the others just to go away. But I am getting better. k |
| 2 types of flirting |
| 08.08.05 (11:17 am) [edit] |
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Okay I am back from lunch and feeling a little more human. I was reminded the other day of an ex who told me I could talk to anyone. I think we were at K-Mart and I was chatting wtih the cashier. It took a lot of years of practice to get to the point where it seems effortless. I used to be pretty shy and didn't want anything to do with anyone. I just wanted my books. After 15 years of customer/public service jobs I have the small talk thing down. My mom says that we could probably strike up a conversation with dead people if they were hanging around. This brings me to flirting. Not the I want to get in your pants sort of flirting, but the you are fun sort of flirting that doesn't really have anything to do with gender or age. Some people are a good at it, others not so much. I think I am pretty good. Of course I think it has made me oblivious when people are flirting with me in the other way. Either sort of flirting makes me happy, but I see more of the second than the first. Lately though it seems though the tide is changing. All I can say is about damn time. k |
| Sorry |
| 08.08.05 (6:40 am) [edit] |
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Sorry about my last grumpy post... I shouldn't blog before I have my first Diet Coke of the day. Make that my first caffeinated Diet Coke. k |
| Yawn |
| 08.08.05 (5:55 am) [edit] |
 I am exhausted. It was all I could do to roll myself out of bed to get ready to come to work. I know most of you will say I work too much, and I do. Only there isn't much I can do about it at this point. I am going to have to take over my whole car payment soon and that is going to take a bite our of my finances. So, I will continue to work multiple jobs and try and convince people to buy my jewelry/photos. And probably continue to be tired for the time being. Though I will be getting a vacation soon.... which makes you tired in a different way. k Song going through my head... "Mairzy Doats" |
| After the flood. |
| 08.07.05 (5:50 am) [edit] |
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Good morning! I got into A2 early and decided to break in to the bookstore to write a post... okay, I didn't break in since I still have a key and still cover shifts from time to time. Eventful weekend so far...Yesterday I was standing at the sink doing dishes, a rarity in my world since I don't cook, when I heard a noise down in my basement (really just a hole in the floor) and noticed the water pressure went way down. I heard water running outside and thought my landlady was just using the hose. I walked around the house and didn't see her, but I heard water gushing. Sure enough it was coming from a pipe sticking out of the foundation. I open the door to the basement and saw standing water. Verlaine was coming in to town that day and I had no clue as to how to stop the water from flowing. A call to my dad and my neighbor Andrea saved the day. Traked down my landlady's daughter to see if she knew where her 86 year old mother was... I was a little worried when she didn't answer the door or the phone and her car was in the garage. Up north of course. So, the daughter calls around and the guy can't get out until today, Sunday, at 10. No biggie since Andrea was nice enough to let me use her shower. Also lucky that my basement isn't really a basement... just a small space big enough to have the water heater, softner and the furnace. I was just finishing making arrangements when Verlaine shows up in a YELLOW Mustang convertable. It made the day so much better flying down I-94 with the top down. Hanging out with his family was a blast. We laughed so hard at times I thought Verlaine was going to fall out of his chair. I have to start going to see his folks more often. As long as his mom doesn't try and make me sing spirituals. On the way home we blared the best of Stevie Wonder... does it get any better? On a side note a bunch of us were talking about whether we often had songs going through our heads. There are 2 types, those who do and those who don't. I almost always have a song playing in my mind... even if it is just the chorus. They are often songs that I haven't heard in ages, but there they are in all their glory. So, are you a music person or not? If so what songs often find their way in to your head? k
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| Stolen From JennJr. |
| 08.05.05 (11:32 am) [edit] |
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Favorite Bands A-Z A:Tori Amos B:Barenaked Ladies C:Counting Crows D:Depeche MOde E:Erasure F:For Kate's Sake G:David Gray H:Hem I:Iron and Wine J:Jimmy Eat World K:Ke L:Lanterna M:Loreena McKennitt N:Nine Inch Nails O:Old 97s P:Pernice Brothers Q:Queen R:Red House Painters S:Frank Sinatra/Sufijan Stevens T:Trash Can Sintaras U:U2 V:Verve Pipe W:Sean Watkins X:XTC Y:Young Dubliners Z: No Z names... |
| On fluff |
| 08.05.05 (6:32 am) [edit] |
 Last night I gave in and when to the laundromat. I had been doing a load here and there, but usually at my neighbor's or my parents house and I don't want to spend 10 hours doing laundry at someone else's house. I did about 6 loads (lots of sheets and towels) and still have some left to do. I also had no idea I had that many pairs of underwear. Crazy. I got lazy the last few times and didn't put stuff away right away and Moose used the clthes as a plush bed. So, everything was COVERED in cat hair. This time I put everything but the sheets away. They are relatively safe in my closet, but I hate folding sheets and I didn't feel up to it after my adventure at the Laundromat. The one thing it is good for is people watching, but even that gets old after awhile. Of course I wasn't really in a "I-like-people" sort of mode last night. Never good if you are going to mix with the unwashed masses. k |
| Getting better |
| 08.04.05 (12:20 pm) [edit] |
 So, I noticed I haven't actually said much the last few posts. Lots of thoughts swirling around, but when I go to type them out they vanish. Fickle fickle thoughts. I have yet to find time to work on my website, but I am going to be trying this weekend. I found a site that I would like to model mine on, it is simple which is the key. I have my first order from someone who came to art fair. She is getting a 10x15 picture of the Vernor's wall ad. Pretty exciting. I think for the next show I will have some 8x10s matted (11x14) I need to order some more supplies ... I am ordering a few pictures here and there so I don't have to order 200 at once which is a bit scary to the bank balance. I tend to overthink these sorts of situations. I need to scale back on it a bit, but that goes against my nature. But I am getting better. k |
| Peeps and Art |
| 08.04.05 (9:49 am) [edit] |
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Stencil graffiti, like the Pirate I posted the other day, has taken over the buildings and sidewalks in A2. I have seen Charlie Chaplin, Dizzy Gillespi and many many more. These are the 2 of the newer ones. k  
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| Pays to have a camera with you at all times |
| 08.04.05 (4:57 am) [edit] |
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I carry my camera(s) with me most of the time now since I got tired of thinking "That would make a great shot". Here are a few of them.... Hope you enjoy. k Swimming...  Shrek At Work...  Gum Mural.... 
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| Everything but.... |
| 08.02.05 (11:25 am) [edit] |
 I think this must be my kitchen, since I haven't used it much since I moved in a year ago. Well, for anything other than making record bowls that is. It is just too much work. I love baking, but it has been to frigging hot to turn on the oven. So, RIP Kitchen. My mind feels like it is racing a million miles an hour. And not going anywhere. Or maybe it went and got back before I knew it was gone. I want to take a road trip, but I haven't figured out where to go. I should probably just get out a map. It will have to be a day trip since I don't feel like driving for days on my own. And with the way my mind is flitting I probably shouldn't. Well, I should flit back to work. k |
| Is it a full moon? Or am I in an alternate universe? |
| 08.01.05 (11:51 am) [edit] |
 Crazy weekend here. Almost got in to an accident on I-94 friday going home... the other car was swerving all over the place... which included right in front of me. THey went in to the ditch and if they hadn't I would have hit them going about 70. They were fine, but shook up. It took a few years off my life. Sunday had a SUPER CREEPY customer at the video store. I am just thankful there was someone else in the store... even if they didn't know what was going on. Comb-over-man (mumbling): Do you have XXX films? (staring intently... then shifting gaze to other customer.) Innocent ol' me: Against that wall there. C-O-M: Are they XX? IOM: You will have to look through the books to see. (He goes over there for a few seconds...) (Still Mumbling) C-O-M: I got some water on me. (Brushing at his crotch) C-O-M: Are you married? IOM: No. C-O-M: Boyfriend? IOM (who is not stupid): Yes. C-O-M: Boyfriend? IOM: Yep. C-O-M: Can I ask you something? IOM: Yes, but I may not have an answer. (Looks over at other customer) C-O-M: Do, uh, you know where a guy can go get some SEXual (his emphasis) help around her. IOM: I am really the wrong person to be asking about this. C-O-M: Wish me luck it is getting really bad. I really wanted to take a shower after all of this. I thanked the other customer for being there. When I explained about the other guy, the nice customer said "That was really inappropriate." To make things better I went with friends to see March of the Penguins. Lovely!!! And today the guy where I get my film processed hit on me in a major way. He has given me a lot of free stuff recently, but I didn't think too much about it. And he just seems like a natural flirt, which I can be as well. Today it was just him in the shop and he said a little more than usual. I said I would probably be interested if it weren't for the wedding ring on his finger. He asked "not even if it was just fun?" I said no... the ring was the deal breaker for me. I had to go back and pick up a photo I had blown up at lunch and he gave it to me for free. So, either he is hoping I will cave or it doesn'f faze him. We will see what happens next time. All in all it has been a strange couple days. k |
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