Wednesday, January 28, 2009

"Geez, Eddie, where have all the posts gone?"

Ok, I know I have been lacking on the "weekly picture posts" but I've been busy.

I went to L.A. last October for a Rancid show which was a great time. I spent about 4 hours in Hollywood goofing around before the show. And to be honest, thats a long time to be in Hollywood by yourself, let alone with a group. One can get restless quite easy. It was a cool fall afternoon while I was there so it was great hoodie weather which I sported all afternoon. And keeping with my number one rule when going to a show: never wear any clothing sporting the band that you are about to see. You just don't do it. As a title of a Rancid song, Unwritten Rules. That's what it is.

I like this pic cuz I think it's L.A. in a nutshell. Graffitti, billboards, and gates to a public parking area. Love the gate part.

Ok, I'm done. Goodbye for now.

Saturday, January 10, 2009

New picture every week

So I got to thinking.

A lot of people share their lives in words. Whether it be a blog, songs, poems or books, people write their thoughts down on paper and write a story. Obviously, I'm doing the same with this blog.

I thought I'd add an element to my blogging world.

I was thinking about sharing a picture a week with y'all and post it on here. I thought I'd post photos on what I'm doing and where I've been and what I've seen. I will of course write a little tid bit about the photo(where its located, what I'm doing, bob loblaw....) you get the idea. And if you know where the last part in the parentheses comes from, then you're just awesome.

With that being said...drum roll please.

The picture involves a 500 Rummy game between my father, my sister and myself. Not to mention, a coupla whiskey and cokes. This glorious event happened on Christmas night. My score is on the left, my sister in the middle and dad on the right. I grew up playing 500 Rummy with my father and was never able to beat him until a coupla years ago. Since then, he has only beat me one or two times. Looks like the torch has been passed. And God help my sister, she just cant remember what people have in their hands.(a key to winning) She doesn't stand a chance. And please note the "W" next to my score.


Monday, January 5, 2009

Mornings with Mom

They happened Monday thru Friday while I was home. They were very simple, yet the most memorable. She ate her oatmeal while we spoke. These talks were in the car. I drove her to work. We'd cover politics, work, love and life all in about 10-15 minutes. The conversations were short but different everyday. One thing that remained the same was the mutual feeling of enjoyment of each others company. And that's all that really mattered. It was always dark outside and most of the days, the roads were covered with snow. As I pulled up to her office, the words, "See ya at 5:30" became a routine. I always looked forward to the next morning to see what new adventure awaited us.

It's funny how the little things in life such as a car ride mean the most to you and its the time you remember the most. Of course, the mornings with mom had to end because I had to leave, but the time and memory will last forever.

Thanks Mom.