so haven't posted in a while

* You are not Ansel Adams
* Neither are you Herb Ritz
* Automatic Cameras - Aren't
* Auto Focus - won't
* If you can't remember, you left the film at home
* No photo assignment remains unchanged after the first day of shooting
* When in doubt, motor out
* If a photo shoot goes too smoothly, then the lab will lose the film
* If it's stupid but it works, it isn't stupid
* Success occurs when no one is looking, failure occurs when the Client is watching
* The most critical roll of film is fogged
* If you forgot, then you did not rewind the film
* Photo Assistants are essential, they give photographers someone to yell at
* The one item (batteries, film, and ect.) you need is always in short supply
* Interchangeable parts aren't
* Long life batteries only last for a couple of rolls
* Weather never cooperates
* Everything always works in your home, everything always fails on location
* For every action, there is an equal and opposite criticism
* The newest and least experienced photographer will usually win the Pulitzer
* Every instruction given to a lab, which can be misunderstood, will be
* There is always a way, and it usually doesn't work
* Never tell the Photo Editor you have nothing to do
* Things which must be shipped together as a set, aren't
* No photojournalist is well dressed
* No well dressed photographer is a photojournalist
* Professional photographers are predictable; the world is full of dangerous amateurs
* The nature shots invariably happen on two occasions:
-when animals are ready.
-when you're not.
* Same rule just substitute children
* Client Intelligence is a contradiction
* There is no such thing as a perfect shoot
* The important things are always simple
* The simple things are always hard
* Flashes will fail as soon as you need them
* A clean (and dry) camera is a magnet for dust, mud and moisture
* Photo experience is something you never get until just after you need it
* The self-importance of a client is inversely proportional to his position in the hierarchy (as is his deviousness and mischievousness)
* The lens that falls is always the most expensive.
* when you drop a lens cap, the inside part always lands face down in the mud.
* Bugs always want to land on the mirror during a lens swap.
* Your batteries will always go dead or you will need to put in a new film canister at the least opportune moment.
* Your batteries will always go dead during a long exposure (so with the shutter open).
* When you shoot the night away and never have to stop. Your film did not roll on to the take up reel.
Sent by Les Benton
* Camera are designed with a built-in sensor, that senses the anticipation to develop the film.
When the level of anticipation is highest, this sensor causes the back to flip open exposing the film.
Sent by Takura Razemba
* Lenses are attracted back to their source - hard rocks.
Corollary:
The more expensive the lens, the greater the attraction.
* No matter how long you've had a convention for marking film holders, you will forget it - when exposing the once-in-a-lifetime shot.
* Safelights - aren't.
* The greater a photographer's excitement, the greater its chance of fogging film, scratching prints, and deleting files.
* The success of an assignment is inversely proportional to the product of its importance and the number of people watching.
* Strobes only explode when lots of people are watching.
Corollary:
Strobes only work when there is nobody else to see.
The last six laws and corollaries were sent by Jason Antman

It seems like everything I touch just falls to pieces
It seems like everyone I help just falls
And how I need someone to make me feel assured
I don't need anyone if You're on my side, Lord

And I say, hey, who can be against me?

No matter how hard I try I always fail
I'll never be like Christ
I know I'll struggle until the day, the very day I die
And how I need someone to make me feel assured
I don't need anyone if You're on my side, Lord

And I say, hey, who can be against me?

God look at me, I'm just a man
But You tell me I'm not just a man
You're so hard to understand, after all I'm just a man
God you tell me not to doubt
But I'm always plagued by doubt
And You always help me out
I'm so ashamed (of my doubt)

so i have probably heard this song a thousand times. yet it still gets me. to the core it gets me. Especially that last part. I still have a hard time putting all of me into Christs saving grace i want to do it on my own. but i know i cannot. its hard i have relied on myself for so very long, i had to grow up pretty dang fast, i had to understand life too soon i think, i had a bastard of a stepdad he made sure of it, i dont feel as if i had enough time to just be a kid. i dont know, but i had to mature quickly and so i feel that is why i reject the hardcore maturity that comes with my age (my birthday was yesterday...21 now). its weird though all i want is to put my faith and trust in him unconditionally and i know i can i just cant let go...suggestions?

so im bored

Im so bored that i am writing a blog with out a cause, i usually have some life feeling or some super random thought that i want to share with the blogging community but this time im just going to talk. I just really really bored, its summit weekend here at the Cade, and its one of my lest favorite weekends in the lot of them. Punk high schoolers here to take up space. I hate it. all my friends are out whoring themselves the Cade machine, and i am sitting in my room listening to the Lost background menu music...its Hawaiian, speaking of Hawaiian i went to this place in the Clinton District of P-Town called Noho's its was amazing pricey but worth it. Gah im bored want to take some pictures but all my film is gone and i dont want to spend money on that right now. gah i want to blow up. thats it i guess. call me...

so i might get cynical...

Where does the misunderstanding come from,
demanding that we be outstanding and then some?
Perfection never was a requirement
although some might say we desired it.
So then for times when things get old I might get cynical
I see that I don't see.
Do they see you when they see me?

In honesty there's room for improvement
Thoughts may change, the truth be told,
A closed mind will leave you empty
Use your mind to use your soul.

Alert the press, their dogmas are a mess,
Opinions shift, a broken sift, an empty hand,
And billboards ask, 'where do they stand.'
Do all streams lead to one sea?

Logically there's room for all questions
Though the answers aren't all known,
Objectivities the myth of plenty,
Who doubt His truth within their soul.

I have a Dream...

so I haven't blogged in a very very long time. But anyways, So I'm in a place where I feel everything is fine. But I also have this eerie feeling this is just the calm before the storm. I don't know why I am so paranoid but I am. I also feel a bit lost at times, like I've loved being away for so long I don't know how to react to genuine people because I haven't seen them in so long. People really are lame, people will really let you down no matter what. I understand why God wants us to lean on Him and not on ourselves or others because we are bound to letting people down. I don't know anymore World Wide Web people suck, I have known this for a very very long time but I guess I still let myself hope that this world isn't as terrible as I see it, but then again I am let down. I do not understand people and their pettiness, why "Men" act like bitches, why "Women" are so snide behind each other, how people can just give up on dreams. Is this what we grew up so fast for? Is this really it? I can not believe that, for some reason I believe there is more. I really believe there really is more to me than there really is to me. (cheesy I know but move on.) There are no words to describe how scary that is to me, a life of monotony (<---I had to look that up to make sure I was using it right) God himself didnt want this for us, he gave us the spirit of desire for freedom and if we dont have it we go crazy and really lose sight of Him. I vow here and now not to let the pettiness of people the snideness of peoples pride and the deterioration of dreams contaminate my life. I will not sit to talk about differences in personality I will live mine, if I choose to not care about something let me not care, I dont make you, I will argue till the cows come home with you about it but will I care...no and i love it. ATTENTION TO THOSE WHO HAVE LOST SIGHT OF YOUR DREAMS...YOU POOR POOR FOOLS EMBRACE AND ACCEPT THEM FOR YOU LIVE BUT ONCE AND AT THEN END WHEN ALL IS SAID AND DONE AND YOU STAND BEFORE GOD AND ASKS HOW YOU LIVED YOUR LIFE FOR HIM YOU CAN SAY FULFILLED. Dream people just Dream

Hey Folks!

So i know i haven't blogged in a while, school and stuff really does hinder it. But hey life is life right. Well so here i am Logan gave me the morning off i need to study for my 20th century Europe test tomorrow (amazing class by the way). But yeah life is good. I started to get past the thing that kept me so angry and hurt this last year. im getting to the point of not really caring, which i think is the healthiest. My favorite person in the world was here for the weekend and i got to spend a bunch of time with him talking and just being. the same thoughts and jokes that go through his head also go through mine, weird thing is, is that he is generation older than me. I think we remind each other of ourselves. I really have a place with him where ever we are. he has a dream for me that is scary, but in reality that dream keeps creeping up on me. Yeah i don't know. i get to go home this weekend for about a week for Thanksgiving. I think its a bit ironic that my Dads family celebrates Thanksgiving, it kinda brings up harsh feelings for natives you would think but i think we like turkey and mashed potatoes and gravy too much to give up the tradition. So heres the thing i cant respect someones authority when they are forced into a position and they know that they probably cant handle it. there is a Elton John song that helps me explain it actually heres a lyric

Don't give us none of your aggravation
We had it with your discipline
Saturday night's alright for fighting
Get a little action in

I cant not help but fight against it, its who i am if i didn't i wouldn't be me.

and who wouldn't want that?

go ahead and argue and we will see what comes of it.

yeah thats it

i'm on a private helicopter with my favorite ex-girlfriend
tiny little cabin in the sky
now we're alone and we can remember how we felt before we were angry:

we were guilty and we were bitter
(I must admit I said a few things, but...)

i'm still attracted to you
sorry we've been so cold, so
eight miles high and three hours to landing,
god, your hair smells really great

i'm on a hovercraft to Paris with my former best friend
we have to get to the cinematheque
we're not alone but no one speaks english, so we're free
to look into each other's minds
and see what we're thinking like we always used to

i miss talking to you
but you never draw me out so
cast off the ego scars and let's go hit the bars

i reserve the right to hold my grudges
friends like you, you know the rest
but all told, i hold on to my anger far too long
until it's a joke
the night is cold
the joke is old
(and poorly told, i told you once)

i'm on a private helicopter with my favorite ex-girlfriend,
no one to keep up appearances for
now we're alone and we can remember how we felt at first;
the desperate need to be together
must've been good for something, sugar

i'm still attracted to you
no one's making