The Third Degree

3/22/10

Rain in Manhattan

Just a few photos from an escapade in the rain the last time I was in Manhattan. One of my students braved the weather to capture the unsuspecting tourists as well!

California weather

My mother has this knack for closing restaurants wherever we go. This time she made it rain, then snow, in the Mojave Desert. Thank goodness for sunshine and beaches.

2/26/10

It's always an adventure visiting my friends in Michigan, but they outdid themselves on the last trip. Frank sliced he end of his finger while cutting an onion and waited four hours for Taylor and I to get home before going across the street to the ER. Turns out he needed five stitches - a lot for a fingertip. The nursing staff at the hospital were hysterical. I've never seen anyone pretend to throw up at the site of an injury in the ER. At one point Frank said, "I want to be a nurse." Without missing a beat Taylor replied, "Yeah, well, you wanted to be a chef earlier tonight, and look where that landed you."
It honestly was one of the best Saturday nights I've had all year.

Love is in the air

I flew to NYC on a whim for Valentine's Day. The first encounter I had with the theme happened right in front of me on the airplane - in nice light, surprisingly. Though, it was a bit of a challenge to shoot with the fasten seat belt light on and a passenger in the seat next to me.
The Valentine-themed private birthday party in Chelsea was lit entirely in red. With go-go dancers on platforms, drag queens in sequins, blaring music and an open bar, it was quite a scene. Feather boas, confetti, and discarded halos and horns littered the floors.
Across town, on a quieter note, a young member of NYC's financial hub has a glass of champagne with his girlfriend to celebrate his recent successes.
Then the snow arrived, delaying flights as caravans of snowplows circled the runways.

First signs of spring

Bruce has an affinity for solar gain. When Tennessee hit 60 degrees last weekend, Bruce was beside himself. He rolled back and forth across the porch and refused to come inside. Ambient temperature 63, Bruce 94.