One side will make you grow taller, and the other side will make you grow shorter.

Taken off the bike path where I used to go running. This thing was the size of my head. Why would a mushroom need to be so big?

Perhaps more importantly, what kind was Lewis Carrol on when he wrote "Jabberwocky?"

Like you imagined when you were young.

This is my grandmother's backyard. In her backyard, there are lots of wildflowers, as well as The Ocean. This is what I've always thought grandmother's houses ought to look like, and what I imagine mine will look like when I'm old.

I really like that wildflowers look pretty even when they're beginning to get tired and wilt... I know some people like that.

Peer pressure! Peer pressure!

Go vote, all the cool kids are doing it!

Just forget about the satisfaction you're giving all the people with the ads on TV and the signs in their yards. After tomorrow, it'll all be over. To celebrate, I shall have cheesecake.

Don't you know that you're toxic?

My mom spent summers here as a kid, and I'm jealous. Of course, that was back before some dummy poured a bunch of government toxic waste into the lake and made it not quite as nice as it used to be.

You can't tell it's toxic by looking, though. You also can't tell half the actresses in Hollywood are anorexic by looking either, but that doesn't mean it's peachy keen.

That's probably a bad example, but you know what I mean. Also, I want to give Lindsay Lohan a cheeseburger and fries so badly I'd buy it for her myself if I were the kind of person who had celebrity friends. My friends should really get on that. If they were famous, I'd buy them stuff.

Ireland 2001 (horizontal edition)

Galway - Monday morning... they do like their spirits in the old country.


Dun Aonghasa, Aran Islands - The farmers on the largest of the Aran Islands just let their cattle graze all over the place. Are the cattle suicidal, or just bored with the view? The world may never know.


Aran Islands - Well... there's fishing. Mostly I just really like that the boats are all such bright colors.


Glenn Colmcille - This is my favorite sunset of all time (and I've been alive for almost 25 years so I've seen a lot of sunsets), and you really don't get the half of it from the picture. It was much better than this. It's still a nice picture, though. At least I think so.

Ireland 2001 (vertical edition)

Glenn Colmcille - I was never sure what this was even while I was there. All I know is it was surrounded by a creepily high wrought-iron fence and looked extremely haunted. More haunted than you're average haunted place.

I guess you don't really get that sense from the picture. Next time I'll take one while it's foggy. Then you'll see.


Glenn Colmcille - Just the beach. It's beautiful, much like everything else in Ireland. *yawn*


Slieve League - Slieve League is in Donegal, and is supposedly the site of the highest sea-cliffs in Europe. I don't know that I believe that (the Cliffs of Moher seemed taller to me), but I'm an ignorant American fully able and willing to admit I know nothing. This is the path up to the highest vantage point.

Deep Blue Day

We've got sort of a fake indian summer here and since I finished my homework to-do list before noon today, I figured I ought to take advantage of what is probably one of my last chances to wander around downtownish.

Generally when I have these grand plans to wander around downtownish and take pictures of neat things, I end up at the art museum. As a result, I've been a-wandering aorund downtownish a dozen times and couldn't tell you any of the neat things down there. Except the art museum.



The lobby. Unless it's night, it's always all blue and reflectey in there.



I'm still sort of shocked they'll let you in the lobby for free.



Purty.




My feet look huge, but don't be afraid! I promise I wear size sevens.



Either the Cathedral Square decorating committee hasn't gotten the memo that it isn't Christmas yet, or this is Wisconsin and everyone puts their lights up two months early because when it is actually socially acceptable to have Christmas decorations up, it's freaking cold and nobody wants to be outside. Not sure which.

Speaking of Cathedral Square, it's Sunday, and I had these grand expectations of branching out and taking pictures of something other than the art museum - namely, churches. This dream is still unrealized, because apparently churches are locked on Sundays. O! I am fortune's fool! Perhaps I should try again on Thursday. Beause that would make sense.



I have many silly expectations. One of these is that I will marry Superman, another is that one day I will have a very nice camera, yet another is that churches are unlocked early Sunday afternoons. Today's example: I expect cities to be full of fat pigeons.

Milwaukee gets my city stamp of approval.