Saturday was the annual Home Show in Boone. Kio asked me to come out there and take a couple of photos of the Humane Society’s Booth:
One of these pictures might be appearing in your local newspaper this week, if your local newspaper is the Boone News Republican.
A reminder that this week’s WEEKLY PHOTO CHALLENGE theme is JEALOUSY:
I consider this theme to be the hardest of this 52 week set. A photo of JEALOUSY would be a picture of somebody expressing JEALOUSY or something that makes you personal JEALOUS(Y).
Happy photo harvesting!
A pretty decent amount of people had their creative bell rung by COLORFUL. At least that is what I will tell myself to get to sleep tonight.
But you didn’t come here to listen to me talk all tommyrot about participation rates. You came to see the submissions:
CHRISTOPHER D. BENNETT
CARLA STENSLAND
STEPHANIE KIM
STEPHANIE KIM
ANGIE DEWAARD
TAMARA PETERSON
CATHIE RALEY
LINDA BENNETT
KIM BARKER
KIM BARKER
What a great week of submissions!
But enough dwelling on the past. Time to look to the future. We are all interested in the future, for that is where you and I are going to spend the rest of our lives. And remember my friend, future events such as these will affect you in the future! This week’s theme:
JEALOUSY! What a great theme! What a tough theme! I consider this to be maybe the toughest theme is this set of 52 themes. What is a JEALOUSY picture? A JEALOUSY picture would be of somebody being JEALOUS(Y) of somebody else. For example of an Iowa Hawkeye fan being JEALOUS(Y) of an Iowa State Cyclone fan for having a college education. Or another example would be showing something that makes you JEALOUS(Y). I don’t have a very good example for this, I experience JEALOUSY so rare.
As always, I look forward to your interpretations.
A MESSAGE FROM THE PHOTOGRAPHY 139 RULES DIVISION
1. The picture has to be taken the week of the theme. This isn’t a curate your pictures challenge. This is a get your butt off the couch (my personal experience) and put your camera in your hands challenge. Don’t send me a picture of you next to the Eiffel Tower, when I know you were in Iowa all week. I will point out that I have let that slide some in the past. I will not in the future. Since it is literally about the only rule.
2. Your submission needs to be emailed to bennett@photography139.com by 11 AM on the Monday of the challenge due date. It should be pointed out that this blog auto-publishes at 12:01 on Mondays. So it wouldn’t hurt to get your picture in earlier.
That is it, them’s the rules.
A MESSAGE FROM THE PHOTOGRAPHY 139 SHAMELESS SELF-PROMOTION DIVISION
Nothing new to report. I’ll try to do better next week.
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That’s all I got for today, so if the good Lord’s willin’ and the creek don’t rise, we will commune right here again next Monday. Hopefully it will be a very jealous Monday!
I wanted to start today’s entry into An Artist’s Notebook by thanking Alabama for not sending a serial pedophile to the Senate.
Thank you Alabama for not sending a serial pedophile to the Senate.
Thank you Alabama for not sending a serial pedophile that thinks that homosexuality should be a crime and compared it to bestiality to the Senate.
Thank you Alabama for not sending a serial pedophile that thinks that homosexuality should be a crime and compared it to bestiality and thinks that we should get rid of the amendments that freed the slaves, gave African-Americans the right to vote, gave women the right to vote, and outlaws voter suppression via taxes.
Thank you Alabama!
Now to the meat of this entry. On Sunday night we had our annual Christmas Play at the church. Before the play the youth group hosted a soup supper as a fundraiser for the mission trip to Houston. Here are a few photos from that event:
Thank you to everybody that came out and supported the youth group mission trip and donated the fat stacks of cash!
I hope all of you had a marvelous Thanksgiving weekend! I had a particularly great Thanksgiving weekend myself.
On Thursday morning I got up and went down to the church (Boone First United Methodist represent!) to take photos of our annual Thanksgiving. This is the second year in a row I’ve photographed the event. From the initial looks, I’d say that we served more than double what we served the previous year.
After hanging with the church family, I went to my Mom’s house for my family Thanksgiving. As usual, it was great. As usual Mom’s cooking was on point. Teresa’s French Silk Pie was delicious as usual. We watched SING and Alexis put up the Christmas tree.
Friday I got up and did some G33 classified business, but it was lots of fun. Even though the cheating was even more rampant than usual.
At noon I went to the Wal-Mart and rang the bell for the Salvation Army. One of my favorite things to do every year. For the people watching aspect alone.
Friday night I went to Boxholm and had a supper prepared by Becca and Bethany. It was kind of a surreal experience because we had the meal in Shorty and Doris’ home. All their stuff is still there, but now their stuff is accented with Tim’s style. Which isn’t bad, but it is weird. However, Bethany and Becca rocked the meal. Turkey and duck?!? Insane!
Saturday morning Dae Hee and I hit the road for Manhattan to see Nate and Laura, plus watch the Iowa State Cyclones battle the Kansas State Wildcats in football. On the way down there we stopped at a Waffle House in St. Joe’s because we were hungry and I love me some Waffle House. However, the Waffle House experience was marred with tragedy. I was mistaken for an Iowa Hawkeye fan by a group of Nebraska fans. It took me awhile to figure out that they had mistaken me for such a low beast as a Hawkeye fan because I was blatantly dressed like a Cyclone fan. It just put a pall on the entire experience. I couldn’t even properly enjoy the road waffle that Waffle House generously gifted us.
The rest of the trip to Manhattan went without incident. Mostly Dae Hee sleeping and me explaining every song of HAMILTON to a sleeping Dae Hee.
We lunched at a place called Bourbon & Baker. It is a small plate restaurant and I would recommend it. I’d highly recommend their chicken and waffles and that isn’t just my love for waffles speaking. #wafflelife
After lunch Nate and Laura dropped us off at Vampire Stadium. Nate scored us great free seats from some old retired professor dude. We sat on the 40 yard line in actual seats. Other than them being in literally the smallest rows in the history of rows and being surrounded by Purple Kansans, it was a great experience. Until the 4th quarter. When all of a sudden it was as if the Vampire had called up Bill Self and asked to borrow his personal refs.
I’m not blaming the loss on the refs. Iowa State certainly aided Purple Kansas with horrible play calling, but I can say with 100% certainty, I’ve NEVER seen a time where the referees threw 3 flags on one team and picked them all up. Not in an entire season. Not in an entire game. Not in an entire half. Not in an entire quarter. Definitely not in a 5 minute period.
What particularly hurt is when Kansas State blatantly interfered with Iowa State’s all-world receiver Allen Lazard. The refs threw the flag, because it was pretty blatant. Then got together. Picked up the flag and then tried to pretend that they were decent human beings, which they obviously are not. If they make the correct call there, the game is over and Iowa State leaves Manhattan with a victory and all is right in the world.
But I think this tweet by Lazard really puts a comedic spin on the deal:
What made the loss almost worse is the fact that Purple Kansans are so incredibly nice. At least 15 of them came up to me or Dae Hee to thank us for coming to their stadium. To tell us that we have a great team. It was a great game. In my state of mind at the time, I almost would’ve preferred an obnoxious Hawkeye or Husker or Jayhawk fan.
I’m pissed. Don’t be nice to me.
After the wave of Purple Kansas Nice finally finished washing over us, Nate and Laura picked us up and Road Rage Laura took us to dinner at the Taphouse. Another Manhattan eatery I would recommend. Their Korean Wings are delicious. Their house brewed root beer was good, but not great. Very strangely they served it on ice. Must be a Purple Kansas thing.
Then the final twist of the knife came when I got a snap from somebody that was eating pizza from The Adobe. I’ve been badly hankering for some pizza from The Adobe for quite some time now. I guess that is my own fault for not just going myself.
After dinner I cashed in my chips and called it a night. I was physically and emotionally drained.
Nate got a text in the morning from Bethany that Nora was sick. We decided to skip breakfast and hit the road.
On the way out of town we stopped at Manhattan Hill. 8 AM. The only people there were Cyclone fans. It was universally agreed upon that we were all still pissed. We hopped in the car and headed home. That little Manhattan Hill therapy session definitely helped my mood a bit.
But I really brought you here to share some photos from church’s Thanksgiving meal:
The church server 521 meals on Thanksgiving! What an incredible blessing!
Here is a collection of photos from 3 Methodist events. The Event Formerly Known as the Methodist Men Steak Fry, Safe Trick-or-Treat Night at the Eastern Star Home, and Consecration Sunday Brunch.
One of the bizarre things about the world of social media is that bizarre things happen. I posted a picture of Johnathan and Logan grilling for the Event Formerly Known as the Methodist Men Steak Fry on our church’s Facebook page thanking everybody that made the event such a smashing success.
A lady from the church left a comment on the photo tagging her husband with the comment, “See (husband name) they are cool.”
I don’t know what she meant by this comment, but here is my theory:
This lady has tried to get her husband to be active in the Methodist Men. He has openly dismissed her because the Methodist Men are “lame” and “uncool”. However, when she saw a picture of two dudes participating in Methodist Men activities like Logan and Johnathan that are undeniably cool and comport themselves with a little bit of their uncle’s well-documented badassness, she felt that this would be the example that would make her husband see that the Methodist Men aren’t “lame”. In fact, we are “cool”.
In fact, we are pretty lame. But their is coolness in lameness when you own it.
Thanks to everybody that braved the cold temperatures on Sunday to attend Scott Degeneffe’s “Meat” and Greet and he continues to pursue election to the office of City Councilman for Boone Ward 5.
Here are a few photos from the event:
The event was a huge success! Attracting people as diverse as people that work on Republican campaigns to the most ardent backyard chicken activists.
Remember that you (if you live in Ward 5) can, should, and must vote for Scott Degeneffe on November 7th!
A month or so back, my church (Boone First United Methodist Church, represent!) had their annual-ish summer is over kickoff party. So it doesn’t really have a name. But a bunch of Methodists get together at Herman Park and throw down some food and have a good time.
Here are some pictures from the event:
No poop emoji this year!
How do you know it is a Methodist Party. 4 PM. 80 degrees. Still serving coffee!
If you’re interested, there are many more photos that look like these to peruse by clicking the link below:
I would be counting down the days to the next Methodist Party, but that would falsely imply that a Methodist Party has stopped. “Which we all know that they don’t.
Kio recently invited me to take some photos in the National Pet Memorial Day ceremony put on by the Boone Area Humane Society.
I actually found the ceremony way more powerful than I expected it to be. I think anybody that has an animal immensely improve the quality of their life (like I have) would find the ceremony emotional.
I thought I would share a few of the words that Kio shared during the ceremony:
National Pet Memorial Day is the day we honor and remember beloved pets that are no long with us. But actually that’s not quite true, because those pets are still with us in our heart and our mind.
Whatever the animal may be, they all have the ability to grab on to our heart and never leg go. An in our mind we all the great experiences we had with out pet.
Animals bring so much to a person’s life yet ask so little in return. They love us no matter what. They love unconditionally. All they ask and need is we love them back, play with them, make sure they have food, water, veterinary care and are generally cared for. And those who love animals can attest, all that is easy to do.
What is not easy to do is to say goodbye to our pet. That is why it is so important to love them while they are here.
That is why National Pet Memorial Day is not only about the pets we’ve loat but about those still with us. Never take our pet for granted. Today remember those pets we’ve loved and lost but also today when you go home give your pet an extra bit of loving or when get that new pet, and you will, love them too. You could not find a better way to honor the memory of the pet that you have lost…
Here are a few pictures from the ceremony:
After Kio’s words, Pastor Doug gave a blessing. Then a couple of people read poems. Then refreshments were dispensed. It was a truly memorable experience.
A few weeks back, the Methodist Men had a Biscuits & Gravy Breakfast Fundraiser. Here are a few cruddy cell phone pictures from the event:
It was quite the success! In fact, might have been too big of a success. We actually ran out of gravy. An error that will not be repeated in future Methodist Men meals.
