I work in a “green” complex, which, usually is a good thing. However, the men’s room is quite another story. The urinals are water-free, allegedly saving thousands and thousands of gallons of water, if you believe the little metal signs above the water-free devices. In reality, without water, there’s very little “splash” dampening, which creates a pretty nasty environment to my eyes… but green.

This week, one of the wonder-urinals had a significant functional problem, causing a backup… and a rumored change to a water-based device. I bet there’ll be a line.

After the device was removed, the plumbers felt that it was necessary to label the empty stall, just in case the lack of porcelain wasn’t enough of a hint to prospective customers.

Becky visited the Blue Owl Restaurant and Bakery in Kimmswick today, and brought me back a small version of their apple pie — the Mini Levee High Caramel Apple Pecan Pie. This thing is huge! It’s five inches tall, and around four inches in diameter, and full o’ apples, with a hard caramel shell. Wonderful dessert!!!!

The girls were playing in the backyard, and Becky decided to see if we could get them all to be nice and pretty for a photo. It’s amazing what a little snack will do!

Once again, I’ve taken my iPhone 4 to the bottle containing a carbonated beverage. This time it’s Sprite, and this time the bottle is plastic. With the bubbles I see in the bottle, it seems like there’s a great long exposure opportunity!

It always seems like we look at baseball — my favorite pastime — through a filter of time. It’s measured in terms of records, how long they stand, and the parade of aged heroes, revelling in the wonderful accomplishments of youth. And with the resurgence in throwback architecture in recently built ballparks, the haze of time is thicker than ever. Yes, new records are being set and broken, and re-set, and the heroes we’ll talk about seeing in their prime are still playing the game I love so much. The game, though, is a reminder that although there’s clock in baseball, baseball lives by the passage of time.

I found this big ol’ spider munching on a little snack near midnight. He wasn’t too skittish, and let me get close to him with my macro lens.

Tomorrow would’ve been Dad’s 70th birthday. Mom would make him a pineapple upsidedown cake for his birthday, and tonight, Darla surprised me by making one in honor of his birthday. He was such an influence on me, and I love that we still honor his memory every year. Seems fitting.

This is a simple shot. I started with a Coke bottle, about half-filled with Coke — you can see the color of the bottle throughout the image. Then I took my iPhone 4, placed the camera lens right on top of the mouth of the bottle, turned on the flash, and grabbed this image.??To me, it almost looks as though there’s an eye, staring back at me from the bottom of the bottle.

Having just taken up the guitar, I decided to drop in on Mozingo’s bluegrass jam. I was blown away by all the playing! I can only hope to play a tenth as good as these folks!

I was cleaning up some old DVD-R’s, and rather than just throw them out, I decided to shred them. Our shredder handled most of them, but one got hung up, forcing me to back it out of the machine. What was left was this partially mangled disc, with gouges, impacts from the shredding teeth, and loads of great color and patterns from the burnable media film. I turned my Canon MP-E 65mm on it, and let my macro juices flow.