Death by Cubicle (addendum to conclusion)
***This seems to have been partially eaten by my blog….it was in a strange order. So, I’ve re-posted to...
***This seems to have been partially eaten by my blog….it was in a strange order. So, I’ve re-posted to...
***Note: These Arbitrary Stories have NOTHING to do with my business. They are just some of my favorite stories****...
There were more photos. A lot more. I can’t find them. They are on negatives, somewhere, but these are...
September 13th broke bright and clear, just like the two days prior. A picture perfect early fall day, the...
Before I joined my mom in the photography business, I worked for Target. Before I worked for Target (or...
Close your eyes. Imagine a simpler time, a time long before 9/11 — a time when you could actually...
My partner, Matthew, and I have been together 7 years, and the day I met him, I felt the...
So, Attack of the 50 foot vagina was the first story growing from the convention of plastic surgeons. But...
Back before I had Melanie, my Las Vegas manager, back before the Modern Time, I’d just developed the first...
I looked into my camera bag, a black Tumi roller board with carefully divided padded sections. Each section makes...