batlashes

We swung by some party last night and drank beer inside of a surprisingly stable and completely awesome treehouse. like the guy who writes xkcd, a little part of me always thinks about making a treehouse and how we would fill it.

http://weburbanist.com/2008/06/23/15-more-tree-houses/
http://www.inhabitat.com/2008/02/21/eco-ewok-treehouses-finca-bellavista-sustainable-rainforest-community/


and...
http://www.thetreehouseguide.com/

pedro the lion

i was at the library today and thumbed through a book titled 'the state of florida photography' and smiled when i saw that 4 of my previous photography professors had some photos they had taken in there.

i dunno, but that seems pretty cool.

in other news, alec soth is giving a talk at school today. i hope no one figures out i'm not a photo major.

bat macumba

I was riding my bike through campus today and I saw something which, for a second seemed particularly nice/beautiful and I guess now, worth my time to write about it. Some guy put his bookbag down next to a tree and began to pray to Mecca.

I was riding my bike so it only caught my attention for less than 5 seconds, but I actually felt relieved to know that there are still plenty of people who hang on to their traditions and those of their parents. Although I myself am not a religious person, its things like this, or my grandmother's rosary praying, that make me happy to be human.

To the Minotaur that lives above me:

Dear Minotaur, please take it easy on the floor. I hear your hooves clip-clopping on the floor every morning I wake up and especially at night while I try to go to sleep. The ceiling fan sways as you jump out of bed and gallop towards the bathroom. I know this because I can hear and count every step you make with your mighty hooves.

Thanks,
James

M. ward

Just when I thought my bike couldn't get sexier- he done do it again.