for Chevy Chaser Magazine.
Alert viewers will notice that I'm remotely firing the frame, after having posed the group and jumped into the frame. (I could have Photoshopped out the remote, but I like it better leaving it in the frame.)
A long time ago, before Facebook, before the Web, before America Online (whatever that was), almost nobody had email. Here's the Rolodex (what?!) card on which I kept my friends who had email. This was probably 1989. Exciting times. Remember these addie's, friends? (not tagged: Robin Jones, who first showed me the World Wide Web, and Jamie Tittle who was always ahead of everybody. I can't place the addy in the lower right corner)
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I love Ginkgo trees in autumn. I've never before noticed one in mid leaf change... awesome…
I love Ginkgo trees in autumn. I've never before noticed one in mid leaf change... awesome…
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The next thing we do is, we celebrate this baby on her 364th day on Spaceship Earth. She's comin' up. #libbylee
the lexington visit by German muralists Herakut has become the social event of the week. It's amazing that they get any paint up for all the visiting that goes on. :-)
German muralists Herakut's freshly finished piece at Market & Short in Lexington KY, as a part of the PRHBTN show of street art.
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Kaydence has a hysterically good time at the Greatest Show on Earth.
After a week of home-street practice and the arrival of Little Nutty helmet, we're rollin! (background: the incredible delightful Yepp Mini seat all the way from The Netherlands)
Libby Lee & Daddy: Forecastle Festi 2012. This baby was the REAL rock star.
It still bothers me that the world is not longer witnessed by Jamie Tittle, who was one of its greatest observers, practitioners, and hackers.
I, too, think about Jamie regularly and still — five years after his departure from this dimensional plane — I'm stuck with the same sentiment: "I can't believe he's gone." As wonderful as my world is, as rich as it is, it would be more so with Jamie in it. I think of all the things that JAMIE would appreciate like nobody else that I know — quirky musical things, odd design things, computers things that I'm not smart enough to understand… books that are over my head… and things — so many things — that it simply wouldn't have occurred to me to observe without him directing my attention and noting with with a Zen glee:"How cool." I think about his impish giggle, his endless curiosity, his natural desire to share all he knew with those who were interested … and not begrudge those who weren't.
There are nearly a hundred photos up that were shared by Jamie's friends during that time — the saddest time — when we lost Jamie.
It's time to look through them for reminders of the happiness he channeled so uniquely. http://www.flickr.com/groups/jamietittle/
— With special regard for Kirby Gann and Merrill Simmons —
though it's merely for.a church directory, this is the first formal, well-considered portrait I've ever shot and edited exclusively on my iPhone. Cool.
Original summer cocktail named for its recipient — and barkeep's bestest buddy. its a "sling," in spirit — bittered & sweetened, and served tall — but may technically not qualify. It does qualify, however, as absolutely refreshing — just like its namesake.
THE LOLLILOO SLING THING
1 1/2 oz. Aperol (or Campari)
2 oz. fresh lime juice
1/2 oz. ginger syrup (homemade)
Shake vigorously with ice, then pour into iced highball glass and top with fresh club soda, and a splash of orange juice (optional). Garnish passionately.
