Joie de Vivre

My friend Megan Crispini recently started a flickr page for her photographs

I know the temptation is to be a jaded asshole and say, “I’ve seen enough pretty pictures, thank you,” but I like Megan’s compositions and her excitement behind the camera translates into her work. I especially like the above photo. It’s like the beautiful blue sky is locked in the reflection.

The Stewart Crew

I have been derelict in my duties to tell you how awesome being a fucking dad is. Well, now I have. Here are some pictures of our happy fucking family. This is pretty much the best year of my entire life. I got the bump up to Producer/Director at work (finally getting paid for what I’ve been doing all along,) and I got my Maya. Happiness abounds.


And here’s us sleeping in bed with her. I elbow dropped her this morning accidentally but I’m calling it homage to the recently deceased Macho Man Randy Savage.. so it’s OK.


Who’s That Girl?

 

 It’s me! OK, let me explain.

I was going through a box of old things and I came across an old print out from an amusement machine called “Cinderella Magic” made by Japanese software manufacturer TAITO. As you can see it “magically” projected what I would look like had I been a girl (and born in a dimension of cheap-looking, pixelized computer graphics.) Apparently, I would look like jail bait. And I would wear so much makeup my ears and neck would be a different color from my face. Kidding aside, I’m a cutie-pie.

The really entertaining part wasn’t even the gender bender visual it was the description of what kind of girl I would have been based on my face.

If you had been a female you would have been the type of whipsmart, gifted girl that seems hard to approach. You would have always looked at men with a no-nonsense intensity, and you would have had them bending to your whims with a glance over the rims of your glasses. You would be the type of woman other women look up to. (And here’s my favorite part) Just be careful of Mama’s Boys who would try and treat you like a queen/matron.    

Don’tchu wish your girlfriend was hot like me?I promise never to mention this again.

All That Glitters is Gold

I will avoid witticisms so as not to bring on the ire of my bosses should they stumble upon this page. Here is behind the scenes shots of two shows I worked on last month; Meet the Leaders and Power & Politics filmed at the State House in Trenton, NJ. My shining moment as stage manager came when I shushed the Speaker of the House during our taping. You go, boo.

Upped in the pics section under: Work > MTL Trenton

The Imperial Capital

Much of our nation’s capital is… ERECT.

Columns stand tall, phallic symbols of power stretch high in to the air and man, horse and oxen stand guard over our most historic buildings and bridges. Reminding all of our government’s connection to both the ancient Roman Catholic Church and Darth Vader alike.

The other side of DC, not covered by symbols of imperial dominance over man, animal and stone, is soft. Painted in whites and pinks. The sakura blossomed and gave DC a touch of the feminine. Probably the work of the secretary of the interior… or exterior.

Check out our admirably uninteresting vacation photos in the new album: Mr. (& Mrs.) boo goes to Washington.