here we go again!
Update your bookmarks, kids! My blog has moved again.
http://blog.abbytmiller.com/
THAT IS ALL.
See you there.
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this is too easy
People love New England, they say, because there are four distinct seasons, with stark contrasts between each one.
Google Maps proves that they’re entirely correct:
I've got one foot in winter and one foot in spring?
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psssst
Big things may be afoot for me.
Big-ish, I guess.
Further bulletins as events warrant.
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this just in
I have an awesome kitty.
"Mmmmyizz? What can I do for you?"
Fuzzy.
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wowzers
We had a storm a few days ago. The sky did really interesting things:
The view out my window. Holy jeebas.
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success!
Ahh. Another month, another batch of Spain photos. Check the whole set out here, or regard some of my favorites below.
Sure, he doesn't have a head, but look how happy he is!
My dad forgot his hat in the hotel, so he wore this one for the day. I know.
She's like, is he seriously wearing that on his head?
Flamenco is hot.
This is what Lyerka would look like if she were a SPY
There are more where that came from. I have a little more space this month, into which I’ll cram more photos soon. Other than that, the rest will follow in November! Stay tuned…
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how can I get you never to make that face again?
I thought for a while about about doing an earnest rundown of last night’s debate.
Then I saw this picture:
No. Just... no.
via lonelysandwich
In other news, it’s October, which means I will be uploading more Spain photos to Flickr soon. Like, this afternoon, maybe? Hooray?
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THIS JUST IN
I have never been cooler than I’m feeling right at this very instant:
All I need now is a tinfoil hat.
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notes on a grocery store trip
Tonight, I went to the grocery store. (I’ll hold while you alert the media.)
Apparently, it was lesbian night at the Dominick’s on Clark & Howard. Seriously! There were three, count ‘em, three lesbian couples in the various checkout lines that I could see as I was waiting. Dominick’s is a huge store, and there were a lot of people there at 8PM on a Monday night, for whatever reason. So I’m pretty sure I just experienced something statistically impossible. Or at least improbable. I calculate the odds to be approximately two to the power of two hundred and seventy-six thousand to one against.
I also bought natural, renewable, chemical-free kitty litter. It was just staring down at me from the shelf, making me feel guilty with its outrageous accusations about the strip-mined clay and the chemical additives of regular kitty litter. I was pretty sure I was a terrible person for even thinking about sticking with Fresh Step, and I was probably going to Environment Hell. I grabbed the box off the shelf and scuttled away. Stay tuned for updates on its efficacy.
Tonight at the grocery store I also had to kick open an automatic door. Having turned down the kid-who-bagged-my-food’s offer to help, I had my hands completely full of about a zillion grocery bags, not to mention the guilt-tripping kitty litter of doom, so I eschewed the revolving door in favor of the automatic one. Which was not even a little bit automatic. I was sad.
Then I paid a creepy guy in the parking lot five bucks to leave me alone. It was actually “so he could buy a train ticket”, but I was too tired and annoyed to let him down easy and drive away. We both know I paid him to go away. But we can still pretend.
Here’s a photo:
Look! A bullring! I found it!
In other news, I super dig the way Wordpress just let me add that caption to that photo. Super dig!
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long time, no see!
I’m back from mono. I started a new quarter. For various reasons (into which I will not get here), I am no longer working on Teeney Swodd. This summer I did a bunch of crap, including going to Spain and taking a buttload of pictures. Some of them are below. Some of the rest, you can check out here. I’m too cheap to buy a pro Flickr account, so I can’t post the rest until next month when I have another batch of upload capacity. But here’s a tideover…
This is Rob, conveniently proving the merit of my Action Shot Theory of Photography.
The question is… what are they looking at?
Our tour guide in Madrid. He was excited about something.
I wish this were in better focus… but you get the point.
There you have it. For the rest of this batch, check out my flickr photostream, and I’ll try not to be a dumbass and forget to write here for months. Which means hopefully there’ll be a reminder when the rest of my Spain photos are up. And hopefully something in between?
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