my thanks to the bicycle craze: new photography thread

[Aglaya]

Yep.  We have one crazy-ass cat who thinks she's the queen of everything, but she's very small, and if you hold her just right, she can't wriggle or claw her way out.  Of course, as soon as you put her down, she attacks the nearest cat, but it's worth it.

[alexandra]

pinhole



my favorite film

[jess]

Yep.  We have one crazy-ass cat who thinks she's the queen of everything, but she's very small, and if you hold her just right, she can't wriggle or claw her way out.  Of course, as soon as you put her down, she attacks the nearest cat, but it's worth it.

Back when I used to work at a wildlife rehab center, that's how I felt about the ducks. See, waterfowl are all generally nasty birds who want to peck your face off at slightest provocation. That makes swans, with their huge wings and big, ridged beaks really fucking scary, and geese pretty intimidating too. But ducks, the ducks are great, because they have the same attitude, but then you can pick one up to medicate it and laugh and be all, ha, but you're just a little duck, while it gets all pissed off.

[Ignatius]

They may not be capable of the same damage as swans or geese, but I'm scared of King Eiders. (I've never seen a real one).

[Greg Nog]

That pinhole pic is neat!

One time, a friend of mine had to do water-monitoring in this creek, and invited me along.  We put on these giant chest-high thick rubber galoshes to do so, since we were going to be doing a lot of wading.  At one point, some geese saw us, and for once in my life, their horrible beaks couldn't touch me!  I ridiculed them and honked at them while they tried to peck my legs, but I had thick rubber protecting me!  Take that, waterfowl!

[donblood]

I envy those things, and make up for it by reminding them that I am way bigger than they are, even bigger than our 20-pounder Scott Beowulf, and if I really want to hold them, there's not much they can do.

This is true. The past month has been a lesson to my one cat that no matter how much she growls and hisses, I'm still in charge here.

I like cats as pets because you're never sure if they're your pets or they're ripping you off for free food and shelter.

[Aglaya]

My dad grew up on a farm, and the best farm story he has ever told me was about the goose they had for awhile.
How they came to have to goose, I do not know.  Basically the goose's favorite game was "Wait Until They are Working Under a Tractor, Then Bite Them on the Ankle."  How the game went was that someone would get under a tractor and start working, then the goose would come up and bite them on the ankle.  This would cause the human to hit their head on the underside of the tractor, slide out from underneath and smack the goose in the head.  Apparently, geese are easy to knock out, because this would knock the goose out.  Eventually, the goose came to, and the cycle started anew.  This goose did not have a long life.

[Maaik]

hahahahahahahaha!   ahahahahahahahaha!

[jess]

They may not be capable of the same damage as swans or geese, but I'm scared of King Eiders. (I've never seen a real one).

Hmm, yeah I don't know about those, since for ducks, we had mostly mallards and the occasional coot (which are even smaller, with really cool feet that look like aquatic plants). We did have a resident commorant who had lost half his wing, so he was unfit to release and became the center mascot basically. He'd perch on the sign-in desk mostly and sometimes just waddle around. He was actually a chill bird, but I was told when I started to becareful not to let my eyes get too close to him, since apparently they tend to dart with their long pointy beaks at shiny things, thinking they are fish. *shudder* So I was a bit wary of him nonetheless.

My dad grew up on a farm, and the best farm story he has ever told me was about the goose they had for awhile.
How they came to have to goose, I do not know.  Basically the goose's favorite game was "Wait Until They are Working Under a Tractor, Then Bite Them on the Ankle."  How the game went was that someone would get under a tractor and start working, then the goose would come up and bite them on the ankle.  This would cause the human to hit their head on the underside of the tractor, slide out from underneath and smack the goose in the head.  Apparently, geese are easy to knock out, because this would knock the goose out.  Eventually, the goose came to, and the cycle started anew.  This goose did not have a long life.

Haha, yeah, I believe it. Waterfowl are not only really mean, but really dumb. According to some article I read that measured bird intelligence based on things like innovation, waterfowl are at the very bottom of the bird intelligence list, with corvids (jays, crows, etc) and parrots at the top.

[Aglaya]

At least the goose was tasty.

[andronicus]

with corvids (jays, crows, etc) and parrots at the top.

CORVIDAE IN THE HEEZY

[dieblucasdie]

No, it's a murder.  A group of crows is called a murder.

[G.C.R]

I envy those things, and make up for it by reminding them that I am way bigger than they are, even bigger than our 20-pounder Scott Beowulf, and if I really want to hold them, there's not much they can do.

I read this and thought you were still talking about Henry Behrens and his midget troupe

[Aglaya]

Oh, I totally was.

[Swimmy]

Haha, yeah, I believe it. Waterfowl are not only really mean, but really dumb. According to some article I read that measured bird intelligence based on things like innovation, waterfowl are at the very bottom of the bird intelligence list, with corvids (jays, crows, etc) and parrots at the top.

Man. Crows are extremely innovative. I love them.

[diesel_powered]

Kitties!



They grow larger and more powerful by the day.

(The cell phone camera mocks me again for being too lazy to pick up the SLR.)

[girl]

It's like some two-headed yin yang cat monster! Awesome! 

[diesel_powered]

They are, of course, occupying the chair in which I should be working.

[girl]

They're just trying to get you to relax! 



I was really coming here to post some photos my mom just sent me. She got a postcard today addressed to my dad about a website for his old submarine, The Permit. She got back to the guy who sent it to let him know that my dad died, and he asked her if she had any stories or photos that he could use for the site. (I don't know what the site is. I assume mom will link me once she has it.)

Anyhow, dad's motorcycle that he rode from Michigan to Connecticut in the middle of winter:


Dad and a friend on the boat:


Dad in Hong Kong:

[diesel_powered]

1. Excellent.

2. It's probably just that they're square format, but you could base an entire album design off those three.

[Andrew_TSKS]

Yeah, that motorcycle pic is the bomb.

[girl]

I think I remember that camera, actually. It's likely the same one we had for most of my childhood. Also, I miss my dad.

[slow west vultures]

i just caught this guys stand up act on comedy central today that involved a bit about 'little people' and house cats.  the guy was like "think about it, its like one of us fighting a lion"

it was inappropriate, but it forced a laugh out of me. 

[clare]

Kitties!



They grow larger and more powerful by the day.

(The cell phone camera mocks me again for being too lazy to pick up the SLR.)

Hooray. Cat pics. Of course they're sitting on your chair. That is their job. They like to help you do things. Like work, cat-style.

What did you call them?

[Andrew_TSKS]

i just caught this guys stand up act on comedy central today that involved a bit about 'little people' and house cats.  the guy was like "think about it, its like one of us fighting a lion"

it was inappropriate, but it forced a laugh out of me. 

God, I saw that guy! What was up with him? His whole act was racist jokes except for the bit about little people!