Touch And Goes

A touch and go is when a pilot is practicing missed approaches and the like by coming in for a landing and as soon as the wheels settle on the tarmac hitting takeoff power to go around and do it again.
It makes for a bumpy ride.
And you definitely travel at wide variety speeds--none of them 20mph.

Doing them in a C5, one of the biggest airplanes in the world, gave me the chills just watching from the ground.

Biggest Piece Of Litter, Ever!

City Parks in outlying areas are great opportunities for me.
Since I'm generally uninterested in the man-made "nature" of parks and prefer blazing my own trail through the wilderness, I just use the park's parking lot and hike beyond the boundaries into the real nature I grew up exploring.

(Did I ever tell the story about the time I narrowly avoided being crushed flat by a 2000 pound boulder that fell right where I had been sitting mere seconds before? In a cave, on a cliff, at age 6, playing with fire.
I was fearless then, and quickly learned that if I wanted to have my kind of fun I needed to keep quiet about my adventures or mom would lock me up on the weekends.)

Anyway, I found this heavy equipment tire in the woods, leaning against a tree that must be sad about this situation.
If that Indian in the old commercials shed a tear over a bag of trash, seeing this tire would kill him.
There's not going to be any biodegradation.
Nobody's going to pick it up and carry it out.
It's 8 fucking feet tall!

There's a new neighborhood being built nearby, so I'm pretty sure I know where it came from.
Should I send this photo and a map to the appropriate city department and get those assholes busted?

The Mariachis Are Here!

Mariachis charge a lot!! Let them sing a few songs for you and see what it costs.
Ouch!
Can't even imagine what a pinch it was having them play for an hour at a wedding reception.
The old dude has a pretty nice new car to haul his trumpet around in.
Compared to other musicians, I think they charge too much.
It's not fair, and sets a bad example for the children.

I was afraid they would empty my wallet just for taking their picture, so I stayed on the far side of the parking lot and used maximum zoom.
And hey, my flash reached pretty damn far!


The legend goes that old mariachis never die, they just turn into metal folk-art.
Probably happens when they're too old to be trusted with knives.
No knife = no lime wedge.
No lime = no shots of tequila.
No tequila = they dry up and turn to scrap metal.

A Couple Of Feet Away From Funny

Sorry I don't have anything funnier to offer.
BTW, those are mine. My head's on the floor.
I wanna give a shout-out to my guest photog that sounds like "Help!"

Maybe I was demoralized by the "New Blogger" changeover that didn't go as well as I had hoped.
Wait, wasn't I pretty sure it would suck?

Maybe I've been taking my photography too seriously lately?
If so, that won't last long.
(And is there such a thing as too serious?)

Maybe I'm just unlucky right now and can't find any people acting like baboons lately.
Are baboons acting like people a good substitute?
"We're shopping! Bananas on aisle 2, shirts on the 2nd floor."



Anyway, I'm still trying.
This shit don't come easy.
Most funny-photo sites have many more contributors (like a few thousand at least) and I'm just one guy in a boring city with a good camera and a phone-camera, looking for things that make me laugh that I can share.


I'll be going to the zoo soon.
Maybe there'll be some comedy happening there?
The very first photo on this site was of a rhino pissing a river, and it was good stuff.