First Time for Everything

I suppose today is as good a day as any for a first blog post. At the risk of scaring away any potential followers I'll keep the words to a minimum and instead dive right into the bad photography.

I was trying to take a photograph of this sad little plant that has had precious more than old cigarette butts as food for almost 2 years, but the next picture yielded a neat cloud formation:

Tonight's other activities included making kombucha. Slowly but surely pretty much all the mass-produced brands like GT have been taken off the shelf, but I was lucky enough to have snagged a "mother" at a fermentation workshop back in June. So far one back was successful but way too sweet, while another was sacrificed to pure laziness and turned into some sort of vile liquid which is likely very alcoholic but definitely smells revolting. Kombucha mothers look like pancreas:

Some other highlights from tonight include blurry photos of some house flies doin' it in my bathroom. Lately for some reason J has taken to asking me questions about flies because they are constantly buzzing around in the kitchen due to the heat. I don't know much about house flies, but he has decided that I am an entomologist and that it's more fun to ask me instead of Google if flies "do it". The answer is unequivocally yes.

Blurry Bug Porn - Marty Stouffer's Wild America, this is not....

I really like this view from my apartment, no thanks to the person who spilled brown paint on the glass:

Random shots from this weekend:

To think someone spent good money on this and then discarded it on top of an old boxspring! sdgjdfksdfj!

BRAAAAIIINNNSSSS

Pigs flew on White Street

The sky was beautiful, impossible to capture, at least with my lack of skills.

Just noticed the "Drug Cats" graffiti on the far wall.

These sheet metal cut outs - I'm not sure what you'd call them? - at the park are badass.

Owl detail because they rule.

Brananer

Walking home from the bar I got obsessed with these municipal waste trucks that are randomly parked along this street. They smell awful, as you might expect. I don't believe they've ever been hosed down or anything.

Our downstairs neighbor has had this thing up well... since VDay. It's getitng pretty haggard but that only makes it better.