I had a weekend off last month in Toronto....so I took a walk. I liked your tree photo.

Lookin good man!! How in the hell did you get the timer set and run that far that fast? haa haa. I could barley get set down .. stike a pose and the thing wouuld go off. Your either really fast.. or you have a longer timer!!

great pic. I havent been up there since i was a kid. I remember being in awe at the power of the water.

ps. Nice shoes!!!! 🙂 I got a new pair of Keen sandles .. with toes in them(ie. with my construction back ground.. no one is seeing my toes!! haah haa).. like hiking sandles.. i am hardly ever seen with out them on my feet!! i love em!

thanks,

Keith

Tranquility in Toronto! Nice photo indeed.

If you used a standard camera timer, you really are fast! Good catch Kieth!

John

Good seeing you.

I love sitting around listening to water, either waterfall or breakers at the shore...

Nothing better than that to ponder life.

Deb

No cigar?

No Cigar.....didn't need one.

Adroomi, that whole darkened effect, the scenery, etc. is "picture perfect".

You should frame it, bro.

Great Picture

Thanks Blood.....I like it too. I don't know, framing a picture of myself is a little......a little......well, I guess maybe I should, I mean after all........

adroomi!,

Nothing wrong with framing pictures of yourself at all. You never know how much it may mean to that special someone some day when you are gone. It is a moment captured in time of you being you.It would be one thing if it was done out of pure vanity, which i dont think is the case with you at all! My father has taken many amazing pictures of himself in the woods being who he is doing what he enjoys. I have several of them and will cherish them forever.

Keith

VFR,

I took a photo of myself sitting on the edge of a mesa in Utah once. I then printed it in B&W and painted the colors in......it's awesome. I gave it to my Grandma.

I'm glad you like photos too.

By the way, I just posted another......check out the colors in it when it comes online.

vfrtwice; that's why adroomi gets all those girls... it's the timer. 🙂

PMoreno,

You want to get girls? Sit in that position anywhere in the world and memorize what you feel, see, hear, and smell while you're sitting.

Later when you're talking to a girl, out of nowhere and for no reason at all, start describing to her the location and what you felt, saw, heard, and smelled when you were there. Be as descriptive as possible and speak slowly as if in deep thought. Don't look at her, but rather off in the disance.

When you're done describing the scene, pause, and then smile and look up at her. More or less, "come out" of your daydream.

She'll be mesmerized at your deep thoughts and dark wisdom.

The next morning, pat her on the behind, and don't forget to call at least twice a week. You'll be back in town soon enough........she'll always keep a day or two free for you when you arrive.

"Deep thoughts by Jack Adroomi" lollhaaaaa

"dog gawnit..im good enough.. smart enough.. and you know.. people like me"

i couldnt resist!

I agree with you though. I grew up in the woods.. and my dad pretty much formed me to be in touch with my surroundings.

I was driving home from the golf course last week.. and you could not have painted a more beautiful evening.. the temp.. air quality.. the light quality.. the smells of fresh cut grass in the air.. and you know something.....

EVERYONE HAD THEIR WINDOWS ROLLED UP IN THEIR CARS!!.

thats whats wrong with everyone.. i was AMAZED.. People are sooo stuck in their little worlds.. they dont even know how to roll down the window and take in a beautiful evening!! ok... ..i know some smart ass is going to say maybe they have alergies.. but i dont think that many people do!!

Everyone seemed sooo miserable!!! in a hurry... stressed out..

windows down for me!!!

v

adroomi, thanks for the advice.

you and I have a different set of objectives, but I do like your style.

^Phil, is that a nice way of saying, your wife wouldn't approve? LOL!

Last time, I tried that approach on my wife, she got a distant, glassy-eyed look.

But she does make time for me whenever I'm in town.

I guess it only works on single girls...

you got it, Blood.

VFR,

I recommend you pick up a book by Edward Abbey called Desert Solitaire. I mean that. I rarely recommend books, but based upon your post above I think you will love it.

It's true story about his one year of living in the desert of the American Southwest. When he talks of the families touring monument valley with the aircon on and the windows rolled up, you'll get tears in your eyes. I mean that.

Read the book. Look it up on the net......

Thanks!!! I am not much of a reader.. but if someone recomends something.. then i usually take the time to read it!!

I will check it out.

thanks,

Keith

VFR,

Ed Abbey spent some time as a park ranger in the late 60's. He became the original desert anarchist that wrote as he lived......a desert rat with no room for national parks and tourists that don't know how to walk, but rather look for the nearest souvenier shop.

When he discusses the folks that he would see pull into the park in their cars he says this.....

"Look here, I want to say, for godsake fellas get out of themthere machines, take off those **** sunglasses and unpeel both eyeballs, look around; throw away those goddamned idiotic cameras! For chrissakes folks what is this life if full of care we have no time to stand and stare? eh? Take off your shoes for awhile, unzip your fly, piss hearty, dig your toes in the hot sand, feel that raw and rugged earth, split a couple of big toenails, draw blood! Why not? Jesus Christ lady, roll that window down! You can't see the desert if you can't smell it. Dusty? Of course it's dusty -- this is Utah! But it's good dust, good red Utahn dust, rich in iron, rich in irony. Turn that motor off. Get out of that piece of iron and stretch your varicose veins, take off your brassiere and get some hot sun on your wrinkled old dugs! You sir, squinting at the map with your radiator boiling over and your fuel pump vapor-locked, crawl out of that shiny hunk of GMC junk and take a walk-yes, leave the old lady and those squawling brats behind for awhile and take a long quiet walk straight into the canyons, get lost for awhile, come back when you damn well feel like it, it'll do you and her and them a world of good. Give the kids a break too. let them out of the car, let them go scrambling over rocks and hunting for rattlesnakes and scorpions and anthills-yes sir, let them out, turn them loose; how dare you imprison little children in your goddamned upholstered horseless hearse? Yes sir, yes madam, I entreat you, get out of those motorized wheelchairs, get off your foam rubber backsides, stand up straight like men! like women! like human beings! and walk -- walk -- WALK upon our sweet and blessed land!"

--Edward Abbey, Desert Solitaire (1968)