Last summer my best friend from Japan Kazue visited the US and stayed at my parent's house for two weeks. We had a blast just hanging out and teaching each other Japanese and English phrases (I took Japanese for about 5 years but still struggle with it). Kazue's English btw is...well, better than mine actually.
At any rate, My friend loves photography and has a real talent for it. Before she left we decided to take pictures and we had the idea to pretend we were models.
Now like all people of Celtic decent the camera loves me not. It's the Irish jaw. None the less my friend's talent with her camera managed to turn me into--if not a model--something like a novice one. And since this is my blog and I can afford to be vain, I thought I'd share these pics. Of course I can't take credit. It's all Kazue's doing.
When I'm not modeling I'm writing. And I may have struck on an important idea for The Owl & The Eagle. Expect another excerpt soon...
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Sunday, February 10, 2008
More cheese, please.
This blog is about cheese.
Spare me your pedestrian Kraft Singles. I only go for the finest artisan cheeses that are hand-crafted around the world and fit snugly between grapes, percuitto, figs, apple slices, and olives.
Bring me your Cyprus Grove Midnight Mooon and Truffle Tremor. Present me with your pure white Vermont Chedder. Let me savor the creamy Bries of France with a smooth Bordeaux, or better yet a spicy California Zinfandel. Bring me the tangy Fetas of the Greek islands. The fruity Fontina of Italy. Bring on the firm and biting Parmigiano Reggiano. The simple Swiss and the vevelty Jack. Spare me not your mild Mozzarella, robust Ossau-Iraty, and delicious Asiago.
Cow, goat, sheep...it doesn't matter. So long as the cheese is good. Let the symphony of flavors commence! With their briny rines and silky texture or firm crumbling walls of milk.
I love cheese.
This is actually cut/pasted from another blog that I do for work, but truth be told I think it will be more appreciated here with this audience than in my video game blog.
Spare me your pedestrian Kraft Singles. I only go for the finest artisan cheeses that are hand-crafted around the world and fit snugly between grapes, percuitto, figs, apple slices, and olives.
Bring me your Cyprus Grove Midnight Mooon and Truffle Tremor. Present me with your pure white Vermont Chedder. Let me savor the creamy Bries of France with a smooth Bordeaux, or better yet a spicy California Zinfandel. Bring me the tangy Fetas of the Greek islands. The fruity Fontina of Italy. Bring on the firm and biting Parmigiano Reggiano. The simple Swiss and the vevelty Jack. Spare me not your mild Mozzarella, robust Ossau-Iraty, and delicious Asiago.
Cow, goat, sheep...it doesn't matter. So long as the cheese is good. Let the symphony of flavors commence! With their briny rines and silky texture or firm crumbling walls of milk.
I love cheese.
This is actually cut/pasted from another blog that I do for work, but truth be told I think it will be more appreciated here with this audience than in my video game blog.
Not Again!
Noooooo! I have writer's block. AGAIN. And I'm also wondering *gasps* if maybe I'm being too ambitious. Dividing my story up into three BOOKS? Should I just let that go and have The Owl & The Eagle cover three years in one novel? I feel like it COULD be three books, but I also feel like I've bitten off more than I can chew.
*bangs head against keyboard* I don't know what to do....
(This rant is brought to you by the letter F for Frustrated.)
*bangs head against keyboard* I don't know what to do....
(This rant is brought to you by the letter F for Frustrated.)
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