The Great Big Scott

I was pacing about the living room windows as usual when I noticed a large flock of birds flying about. They usually number a dozen or so, yet this time they were so riled up and of a massive quantity I simply couldn’t be bothered to count. Why not count? Well just as I grabbed my camera and they sharply zoomed to the left hand side of the building – It was then I noticed him.
A Great big Scott; or rather THE greatest and biggest Scott I had ever seen. You don’t see him? Maybe there is something wrong with your eyes. The birds certainly saw him!

I recall my neighbor use to say in a somewhat gloating manner, “Animals like your cats don’t go to heaven.” thus taught from one of those Jesus worshiping religions. I greatly disliked being told this even though I didn’t believe in ‘Heaven’.
I wonder what he would say if I showed him G.B.S.

-Bad touch Bear

Uninspired flop- Entry for 1/23/15

I’ve re-written this entry now four times; the first was a bit otherworldly sounding, the second too complex and the attempts afterwards contained no humor as I would have liked; I guess today I just don’t feel funny.

‘Need more sleep…’

 

Have you ever woken up and just felt like you didn’t want to talk at all? How would you go about communicating? Eyeblinks?

Just having a non-verbal day I guess.

-Bad touch bear

Today’s entry is logged under Express Yourself– Weekly photo challenge.

 

Liquid fail, Entry for 12/22

A month or two back I had a little poll asking what my newest subject of interest should be; and finding ‘Liquid’ to have two votes…where I only had 3 votes in total; I began priming objects to photograph.

It seems the best ‘liquid’ subject would involve my grandmother.
No I’m not going to photograph my grandmother in the process of having liquid shits, that’s just borderline fetish-like and gross. I’ve managed to get a photo of snot escaping her nose in a cartoonish like drop, and her spilling her water (from a cup) plenty of times but in all the photos, she is half asleep or well; I’m not in the business of hurting feelings of the elderly – not that she even looks at my photography.

She thinks it a stupid venture and a waste of time; so much that she has hindered my projects by throwing out things I was going to photograph.

So far the casualties are:

An banana in the process of decay/Liquefying.

Leaves frozen with delicate ice crystals.

Oil frozen in water.

A liquid density project.

And JUST BECAUSE I WAS GETTING FED UP; One of her socks frozen in a Tupperware.

I’m so cranky and tired right now that I just want to give up; it doesn’t help that the Nikon I have bought has all these foreign features that I’ve yet to master. Like yesterday at a family gathering I was attempting continuous focus on a moving object, my cousins dog. Obviously it didn’t work out and the photos I DID capture…The yard is full of doggy poops, the dog enjoys EATING POOPS and besides the dog being ‘brown’ I just about screamed in frustration.

Cats are so much easier to photograph! Well my cats are anyway. I don’t need to wiggle food in their faces and almost loose a appendage or fear for my camera lens cause two dogs decided to body slam me at the SAME TIME and wrestle over a ham bone.

Its dangerous business photographin savage wild animals; I think that’s why my face is so puffy, because of all the doggy contact I had. (I’m allergic to rabbits/dogs/cats).

I’m not going to even attempt photography of children; that’s just another heartbreaking story that only gives me agita and anguish.

Bear is just laying on the floor…I think its time to re-introduce Bear to workout ‘tape’.

I love this cat, I hope he lives a very long life!

Happy holidays to all readers,

-Bad touch Bear