While I could loosely argue the process of courting my sweet wife Tracy encompassed over a decade, I would be leaving out a key piece of information. I would be leaving out the fact the first nine years of "courtship" existed solely in my mind, as a hopeless crush on an upperclass[wo]man I never had a single chance of landing. In a word, Tracy Nutter was unattainable.
But then I learned the virtue of self-confidence (without ...More »
The remainder of these images loosely document my return trip from Honolulu International Airport to Leipsig, Germany. From Leipsig to Iraq was both uneventful and too dark to photograph. Enjoy, and thanks for reading.
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You have likely already heard about my naked cooking episode, but the photographic evidence is reproduced again here, for the sake of cohesion.
In case you were wondering, yes, the camera adds about five pounds directly to my head.
In a dinner revolt at the thought of molesting our freshly made pasta with canned red sauce, River tossed both jars of Classico into the clothes hamper. Only one survived.
Since I missed Halloween (and since a favorite pastime ...More »
The next day, in a break from wholesome family fun, I decided to have Tracy lay down on her back and get dirty.
The Mazda had been in desperate need of some minor mechanical work for ages, so we decided to finally get it taken care of. Tracy and I worked together to get the starter out of a very tight spot, despite the completely pointless act of removing an apparently fully-functional starter.
Live and learn.
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To get a better feel for the lens than could be felt in the bathroom mirror, we headed off to one of our favorite Hawaiian spots, the Honolulu Zoo.
We purchased the new lens at the soon-to-be defunct Circuit City. While I believe their business practices to be sound and ethically straight, that's not what it takes to be thrown a life raft from Big Brother. Perhaps if the City had a shady underbelly they might ...More »
I arrived in Honolulu, exited the plane and walked up the off-ramp into the terminal, grinning like an idiot the whole time. I was focused, determined not to miss sight of my lovely wife and kids, as I had when I came home for R&R during the last deployment. I entered the terminal and scanned the room quickly ... then I scanned again more slowly ... then I converted my grin to a chagrin, and ...More »
The term "mid-tour leave" is a bit of a misnomer. This leave can actually fall anywhere between two and ten months into a twelve-month tour. My mid-tour leave began 92 days into the 365 I expect to spend in Iraq. This leaves another 250+ days before seeing my sweet wife and children again.
While it seems quite a long time to go, knowing I'm already over one third of the way through gives me solace. Even ...More »
As we approach the end of President Obama's historic first one hundred days in office, I thought I'd take some time to reflect on twenty significant moments during my first hundred days as an amateur photographer. Prepare to be dazzled.
With just one hour to spare before commencement, I emerged from The Wiz electronics store in Holmdel, New Jersey with an item that would eventually change my life completely: a Sony Cybershot DSC-P100 digital camera. At ...More »
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