Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Sid Ames

A former neighbor. I stole this picture from his profile on a popular social networking site.

Monday, December 28, 2009

Flooded Truck

Maybe park with the tailgate on the downhill side next time.

Saturday, December 26, 2009


Two of my favorite Christmas presents: St. Labre Indian School Salt and Pepper Shakers. I can imagine Him walking around the Holy Land salting and peppering the poor people's fish (that He taught them to catch) with these handy, durable, and stylish shakers.

Saturday, December 19, 2009

Friday, December 18, 2009

Good-bye Black Santa (Updated)

Yesterday I spent a few hours cutting, with inadequate scissors and shaving with a brave, hand-powered Gillete (even with three blades it was not meant for such a task), my two year old beard.

Beard when it was about 1 year old. Photo by Samuel Copeland

People no longer recognize me. Admittedly, I am in a town where no one knows me, but nevertheless these strangers do not recognize me. I feel like they should be saying, "Oh my God, you shaved." My face feels different. The skin is cold and clammy. My cheeks can now gauge wind velocity with impressive accuracy. The skin is red and bumpy like (fill in the blank with something red and bumpy).
I miss it.
It is a day later and it has already started to grow back.

I have since shaved the mustache (You should hear my version of Bohemian Rhapsody)

A note on the title: to some I was known as Black Santa. To some white people.

Sunday, December 13, 2009

New Camera

This is the beautiful camera I got for Thanksgiving from Kate.

Friday, December 11, 2009


It is so cold lately that Diego has taken to wearing his sweater in the house,

when he would rather put on his trunks and go for a swim.