the red-headed step child

Poor blog. I've been neglecting you, due to my condition as a busy man (...a very welcome condition). Do not fret. I will again, one day, enlist you for the purpose of disseminating jibber-jabber to the few who look to you for said jibber-jabber.

Poor, poor jibber-jabber blog.

A dissedent's Bowl..

Super Bowl party in Philadelphia
+
Cowboys fans
+
Eagles fans

=

a collective disdain for both of this year's Super Bowl teams


for us there are no winners.

I'm still here!!!

This is one of those moments in which I'm kicking myself for ignoring my gut feeling. Something told me not to book with AirTran. I'd advise against it. I'm not the type to go around bad-mouthing but I'll NEVER fly with these guys again. There's a difference between being a crappy airline and just being negligent.

I've been at this airport since 8:30pm...all the while lounging at my specified terminal. A about 20 mins before the boarding time printed on my ticket, I went to customer service to check for any delays. I find out that there aren't any delays...in fact the flight had been changed to another gate and left 15 minutes prior! No announcement, no warning, no nothing! Not even an 'Oh...sorry.' People are raising hell left and right. If I weren't so exhausted it would almost be funny.

These guys burn me up...

Many, many frustrations...

So... I should have been in Philadelphia three hours ago. Instead, I'm spending the night at Hartsfield International in Atlanta. Not so much fun. And in case you weren't aware, the Department of Homeland Security has set our current threat level at ORANGE!!! And just in case you weren't aware, I'm shaking in my threat level boots.

And just in case you weren't aware, my threat level boots are made of 100% genuine, grade A sarcasm. The threat level recording at the airport plays at what appears to be 4 min intervals. By my calculations I've been subjected to it 75 times during my short time here at ATL. Only 122 more to go!

To place a big putrid cherry atop the whole situation, my cell phone carrier (who shall remain nameless...rhymes with 'squint') has placed some silly code on my account that has prevented me from making or receiving calls, texts, pics, vids, smoke signals...they'd love to help but I need to call from another phone that I don't own (?)

AND THEY'RE PLAYING A MICHAEL MCDONALD TUNE RIGHT NOW!

The only way this could get any worse is if the flight I take tomorrow ends up marooned on a mystical island, leaving me to the other survivors to fend for ourselves against the malevolent forces of the others who inhabit the same place...which reminds. I missed the season premier!

Lucky for me there's a Vonnegut novel in my possession just waiting to be tackled...and there's always YouTube. Lots of YouTube.

Kelly & Matt | Wedding

Shooting this wedding reminded me of why I love doing this!

Here are just a few of my favorites:







having a laugh with Kelly's grandmother:

Kelly's gown was beautiful:








a moment with Dad:


seconds before heading down the aisle:



just after the ceremony:







Kelly = Greatness:



the flower girl was a cutie:














the reception was held at the 100-year-old Scottish Rite Cathedral in Dallas. Check out the beautiful woodwork:



a wonderful place for first dance as man and wife:

Recession?

sounds like a grand idea to me.

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