Hey, looky there. I do have a real camera. D’ar was looking so peaceful on his (purloined) bed in the nice, warm sun and I couldn’t resist. He waited very patiently while I crawled all around him to get the perfect angle, too. Young padawan is learning.

Those little bites. Taken with the Classic Toy camera app: Shinooks Edition lens, Color Positive film.

Happy Birthday, my love. Day 1 of celebration almost down, 2 more to go!

I couldn’t decide on my POTD, so you get two. The sunset from the parking deck in Midtown and a political collage at Gigi.

Most days, this is what I see when I glance up from working. Of course there are no birds in this shot–figures. They’re surprisingly hard to capture while wheeling and dancing in the air.

The hawks surfing in warm up drafts pushed off the hot asphalt are even harder to catch. The great flocks of white sea birds with their picture-perfect arched wings even harder still.

Generally they all just end up looking like dust. Or blurs. Some day. Some day I will catch one of the flocks of birds that wraps their flight path around my corner of the building. But not today. Today I have blue skies with a light scud of clouds.

The lobby of my building. Taken with the Hipstamatic app: Lucifer VI lens, Kodot XGrizzled film. I contemplated taking a picture of the Sicilian-ish style simmered tomato, onion & caper sauce with broccoli and rice I wolfed down for dinner, but the end of the day was too damn stressful with last-minute copy deadlines. So, a quick-snapped shot of the building after getting dog food at Target before the boys starve to death will just have to suffice.

Taken with the Blend Cam app (standard shot with monochrome version overlay) outside of YiYa’s Bakery/Cuban Restaurant, which serves up the best Pan Con Bistec in town. Their Cuban and breakfast sandwiches kick ass, too. Low on grease, high on quality.

*Princess Peach hands by ear gesture* My hero(s). My 2-day odyssey to find pork belly ends here. More details on what I’m doing with pork belly, along with a pictorial coming shortly.

My little bites, D’artagnan. He’s a pint-sized punk-rock Napoleonic dictator, but the cuddlyist little guy I know. Since returning from the chaos that was Weinerfest, he’s been extra sleepy and extra snuggly. Neither of us is complaining.

Scene from the 2011 Dachshund Winterfest, where I spent my morning & afternoon selling, selling, selling! The event went great–we raised a lot of cash to cover rescue expenses & the T-shirt I designed sold out!