Macbooks have nice camera's in them.
And that phone in my camera SUCKS!!!
Though I think I might have run one sharpen filter too many on this pic...
Looking at some of the photo's I've taken over the last few years, I feel a little like a chameleon but not a karma chameleon -- whatever that means. I was told I shouldn't be afraid to dye my hair because I'm too young for gray. I bet I'll hear the opposite tomorrow. I said I wasn't fond of dying that much anymore, it's a lot of work. My hair grows faster than anyone elses I know!
I've grown in my mustache and chin again, but I don't know how I feel about it. I don't think I'd have both. Maybe I'll just trim the stache.
If any of ya'll have a suggestion. I'll entertain it and take it under consideration.
In other news, I spent the day at my sisters house. I didn't take into account a Basketball game would be on and I'd be sitting in the loudest house within the tristate area... I'm still recuperating from the excitement. Luckily, I don't hate basketball but like any other sport, I could give a damn about it either way!
My sister has a convection oven in her house and my other sister prepared and cooked a nice roast for us. I think, perhaps because it was in that type of oven, the scent of it seemed to impregnate my clothes. I smell like a delicious roast. After having eaten it though, it's funny how unappealing and even slightly revolting re-smelling dinner can feel.
Though I think I might have run one sharpen filter too many on this pic...
Looking at some of the photo's I've taken over the last few years, I feel a little like a chameleon but not a karma chameleon -- whatever that means. I was told I shouldn't be afraid to dye my hair because I'm too young for gray. I bet I'll hear the opposite tomorrow. I said I wasn't fond of dying that much anymore, it's a lot of work. My hair grows faster than anyone elses I know!
I've grown in my mustache and chin again, but I don't know how I feel about it. I don't think I'd have both. Maybe I'll just trim the stache.
If any of ya'll have a suggestion. I'll entertain it and take it under consideration.
In other news, I spent the day at my sisters house. I didn't take into account a Basketball game would be on and I'd be sitting in the loudest house within the tristate area... I'm still recuperating from the excitement. Luckily, I don't hate basketball but like any other sport, I could give a damn about it either way!
My sister has a convection oven in her house and my other sister prepared and cooked a nice roast for us. I think, perhaps because it was in that type of oven, the scent of it seemed to impregnate my clothes. I smell like a delicious roast. After having eaten it though, it's funny how unappealing and even slightly revolting re-smelling dinner can feel.
