Idiom #2: On the Fence

on the fence

Fig. not able to decide something; unable to come to a decision.

The problem with being on the fence for too long is that it can lead to no activity or progress at all. Failure to act, over a prolonged period of time, typically leads to the death of an idea or goal.

If it’s truly important to you, get off the fence.

Nikon D300, ISO 200, 1/250 sec. at f/6.7, Nikkor 50 mm f/1.8 lens

Nikon D300, ISO 200, 1/250 sec. at f/6.7, Nikkor 50 mm f/1.8 lens

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A Rotten Tomato (To-Mitt-o?)

High-tech tomatoes. Mysterious milk. Supersquash.
Are we supposed to eat this stuff? Or is it going to eat us?

– Annita Manning

Nikon D300, ISO 200, 2 seconds at f/22, 35 mm

It has been suggested that this also looks like a minimalist portrait of Mitt Romney’s character…


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Ducks and Bunnies

This little guy gets to cruise around Salt Lake City on the antenna of a Volkswagen Rabbit. I couldn’t help but wonder if it squeaks. I certainly would.

Nikon D300, ISO 200, f/6.3 at 1/250 sec.


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Photography’s Hidden Costs

Nikon D300, ISO 320, f/8 at 1/640 sec

It really doesn’t bother me that people look at me strangely when I suddenly lay down on my stomach on a public sidewalk to be able to get the angle I want for a photograph. When you’re serious about photography, you do what you’ve got to do to get the shot. We’ll ruin shoes, clothing, withstand inclement weather, get up at ridiculous hours, drive for miles, and even sit patiently waiting in the hope some perfect moment occurs.

Sometimes it’s worth it, sometimes you go home disappointed. But you keep doing it because you love it.

So here’s a plea for some honest feedback:
Today’s shot came at the cost of a close encounter between well-camouflaged, fresh, organic, canine variety fertilizer and my favorite comfortable shirt.

Was it worth it?


A Few Catty Remarks

Cats are smarter than dogs. You can’t get eight cats to pull a sled through the snow.
— Jeff Valdez

A man who carries a cat by the tail learns something he can learn in no other way.
— Mark Twain

Anyone who considers protocol unimportant has never dealt with a cat.
— Robert Heinlein

Everything I know I learned from my cat:
When you’re hungry, eat.
When you’re tired, nap in a sunbeam.

When you go to the vet’s, pee on your owner.
— Gary Smith

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Be Prepared To Stop

Today I’m sharing one more photo from my trip to Yellowstone National Park last year. I shot this out of the open car window, while stopped to wait out an American Bison herd’s use of the road (they always have the right of way, of course).

Three things I learned about American Bison:

  1. They have absolutely no respect for customary traffic laws;
  2. They don’t smell all that great;
  3. Despite the two previous points, they are quite impressive creatures.

When driving through Yellowstone, the big brown thing stopped in the road ahead of you could have an unpleasant smell.

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Idiom #1: Jumping The Gun


1. An expression whose meaning is not predictable from the usual meanings of its constituent elements.

Jump the gun:
to do something too soon, especially without
thinking carefully about it.


UPDATE: There have been dozens of hits on this page from Google searches for “jump the gun” during the months of June and July (2012). I’m curious as to what class at what school is doing research on idioms! Any others you’d like to see illustrated photographically?

Dancing On Your Own

“I say make time to dance alone with one hand waving free.”

Movie Quote from: Elizabethtown (2005) – Claire Colburn (Kristen Dunst)

I have this recurring dream where I’m sitting in a stuffy office on a stiff leather couch, hands folded tensely across my lap. I’m explaining how my life has a soundtrack; how there’s always music in my head, either real or imaginary. The glassy-eyed doctor sitting opposite me in a high-back chair leans forward slightly, locks eyeballs with me and quietly asks — as if revealing a secret, “Do you dance to it?”

Dancing With Myself – Billy Idol – 1981


“This recipe is certainly silly. It says to separate the eggs, but it doesn’t say how far to separate them.”
Gracie Allen


“When we remember we are all mad, the mysteries disappear and life stands explained.”
Mark Twain


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Somebody Loves Me; It Could Have Been Poo!

I debated whether to publish this post, but ultimately decided to do so. I am fully aware that some of you will perhaps find this post delightfully inappropriate while others will just frown and shake their heads. I believe it is important that I share this information, as I may have discovered something previously unknown and worthy of further study in the field of feline communication.

Last night, the cats and I watched a couple of sitcoms I had recorded on the DVR on Tuesday the 14th, Valentine’s day. My couch companions maintained their usual disinterested attention to the TV. Nothing at all seemed out of the ordinary when I turned off the TV and went to bed and enjoyed a good night’s sleep.

This morning, while cleaning the cat box, I found it. I have noticed for a while that interesting shapes are sometimes created from the clumps formed when the litter gets wet from urination. Typically, I just toss them into a garbage bag and into the outside waste bin they go. This time, however, I had to grab the closest camera at hand, my crappy Android phone. I knew it was the only way I would be able to prove I’m not making this up.