Category Archives: Portrait

Yet There is Method In It

On Saturday, after going to the gym, helping Becky move, having lunch at Papa Chubby’s, touring Andree’s new digs but before going to Jeff’s birthday barbecue, I went down to check out Midnight Madness.

On my way from the car to the event, I took these pictures:


Midnight Madness - 2009

Midnight Madness - 2009

Midnight Madness - 2009

Midnight Madness - 2009

Once I got to where the competitors were congregating, I snapped a couple more pictures.


Midnight Madness - 2009
I believe that Logan was trying to throw down the badass vibe in this picture. It is a family trait of men with Bennett genetic material.

Midnight Madness - 2009
There is no doub about this one. Brandon is definitely throwing down the badass vibe in this picture.

Midnight Madness - 2009
Geri D. showing off her time clock. I made a deal with Geri that if she walked Midnight Madness next year, I would walk it with her. I don’t know if this is a “real” deal or if this is the type of deal I made with Becky last year where she was supposed to hold me accountable for volunteering for Special Olympics. I did not volunteer for Special Olympics.

Midnight Madness - 2009
I’m not going to describe this picture. In fact, there is only one regular reader of this blog that will even understand this picture. I hope they enjoy it.

Once the race got started, Becky joined me and I took a few more pictures of the competitors.


Midnight Madness - 2009
The beginning of the 5K.

Midnight Madness - 2009
Willy

Midnight Madness - 2009
Willy nearing the finish line.

Midnight Madness - 2009
Logan

Midnight Madness - 2009
Blake (The World’s Best UPS Guy)

Midnight Madness - 2009
Scott

It was an interesting event.

Happy Birthday Jay!

I think I’m going to create a hybrid of the 2 birthday salute styles that I have tried in the past.

Happy Birthday Mr. Janson!


Kalona Road Trip - 2008
Jay in Kalona

Halloween - 2008
Jay Carving Pumpkins

2007
Jay in Beautiful Downtown McCallsburg

2007
Jay in Kelley

Ottumwa House
Jay-Working It in Ottumwa (Rob Gorshe Admires His Work)

Jay's Last Drink
Jay Boozing It Up in Mankato

04-19-08
Jay in the Stephens Parking Lot after Watching Cat on a Hot Tin Roof

Iowa State Fair - 2007
Jay at the Iowa State Fair

Eastern Iowa Road Trip - 2006
Jay in Clinton with a Couple Dudes He Knows

2007
Jay and Some Dude in Colo

But I do have more pictures of Jay in the Snapshots Gallery. But you can also click on the link below to find about 20 more pictures of Jay.


Jay Christopher Janson

There is also a random picture of Bill in the mix as well.

4th of July

I had a pretty great 4th of July!

I woke up in the morning and headed to Ames at about 9 am. I met Shannon and her cousin Matthew for a pretty sweet breakfast of biscuits and gravy that Shannon made.

Then I headed over to Jen and Derrick’s to drop off some cherry ice cream I made the night before for their annual 4th of July barbecue.

I got to Bandshell Park at about 10 am and worked on Ames on the Half Shell until about 7 pm.

I got a few photos of the event, but I’m just going to post my 5 favorite.


Nadas - 4th of July
Peg and Angie with Mike Butterworth of The Nadas

Nadas - 4th of July
Me with Teresa and Logan

Nadas - 4th of July
Me with Willy

Nadas - 4th of July
Geri D. re-enacting the stamping of Matthew’s Tongue

Nadas - 4th of July
Matthew and Shannon’s Annual 4th of July Portrait (Destined to be used as a Facebook Profile Picture with the cute part cropped out of it.)

After Ames on the Half Shell, I headed over to the fireworks firing grounds. Lighting off fireworks was quite a bit more dramatic this year. I saw quite a few fireworks do things that they weren’t supposed to do.

Becky signed up to do fireworks, but after the very first one that Shannon lit blew up only a few feet in the air and flew all over the shooting area, she changed her mind.

I have to admit, that was pretty exciting. The next day I talked to Melissa. She did security for fireworks, so she wasn’t at ground zero. She told me that when she saw that first firework blow up and shoot fireworks all over the area, she said a little prayer. But figured everybody must have been okay, because the fireworks didn’t stop.

Shannon never knew that her firework malfunctioned, but that is part of the training. You don’t watch your firework.

After a couple of minutes, Becky changed her mind and joined in the fun.

Here are a few pictures from the fireworks:


Independence Day - 2009
Scott showing off our massive amount of communication technology we had a ground zero.

Independence Day - 2009
Hammering Rebar. Rebar is hammered in between mortars to prevent them from falling over and firing into the crowd. Or worse, at the shooters. This is an example of what went wrong in Charles City last year. They used rebar, but they only hammered it in a few inches into asphalt. Because all the mortars were chained together, when one mortar fell over, they all fell over.
Independence Day - 2009
Joe unpacking fireworks.

Independence Day - 2009
The 10 minute warning. This was the very first firework that Becky ever lit.

Independence Day - 2009
Last year, Sara asked me what fireworks look like from the other side. I don’t have a good answer for that question, but this is what fireworks look like from underneath.

Independence Day - 2009
Shannon lighting a 5 inch shell. The 5 inch shells were the biggest that we lit off this year. I think this is actually my favorite picture from the day. Even though I’m sure critics will claim that it is slightly derivative of my earlier work.

Independence Day - 2009
This is an example of what it can look like when something goes minorly wrong. It might look to some people like this is a series of fireworks going off, but it isn’t. This is what it looks like when a firework doesn’t go up high enough before it blows up. It comes back to the earth before it has completely burned up. The strange thing about this picture is that if you look closely, you can see aluminum foil on top of the mortars. These are the grand finale mortars and they are covered by aluminum foil in case something like this happens. All the grand finale fireworks are fused together, so if 1 of them goes off, they all go off. If you look even closer, you will notice that there is not aluminum foil covering all of the mortars. This happened while people were removing the foil and getting ready to set off the Grand Finale. If you look very close, you can make out Joe on the very right side of the picture. Shannon was also in the middle of this, but she does not appear in the picture.
Independence Day - 2009
The Grand Finale going off.


There are a ton of other great pictures from the day. I suggest you either click on the picture below or the link below and check them out:


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It was a great and safe fireworks show. It was a spectacular show and nobody came close to getting injured!

I concluded the evening hanging out with some wonderful people at Jen and Derrick’s barbecue. I didn’t leave there until a little after 2, but I still woke up in time to usher at church. Take that sleep! Who needs you any way?

I Can Not Tell A Lie

It is often, most likely, mistaught to the children of America that George Washington chopped down a cherry tree. The story is used as an example of George Washington’s veracity.

I’ve heard the story, but what is most intriguing about the story to me is why he would chop down the tree?

When I moved into my home, I had two mystery trees in the backyard. My hope of hopes was that they were cherry trees. However, the people that examined them determined them to be magnolia or crabapple trees.

As the fates would have it, they were wrong. I have two cherry trees.

Although I did not know that I had cherry trees, every bird in the county did know about my trees. I was warned that I needed to cover the trees with nets to prevent these flying thieves (with apologies to the Bible, they didn’t reap or sow) from making off with my cherries.

I purchased the requisite net and Jesse and I spent close to an hour getting it over the trees.


I Can Not Tell a Lie

I Can Not Tell a Lie

After the nets were up, I ran a sample batch of cherries over to Shannon, my cherry expert, for a determination on whether or not they were ready for picking.

She determined that they were ready to be picked and we scheduled a cherry picking appointment. What I didn’t know, was that this was also a cherry pie baking appointment.

I can not tell a lie. I didn’t really participate in the pie baking, but I have since participated in the pie eating.


Cherry Pie
The Bounty

Cherry Pie
Shannon with the Bounty

Cherry Pie
Shannon removing the pits.

Cherry Pie
Cutting the lattice. It was the first time this cheese spreader had been removed from its box.

Cherry Pie
Shannon making a mess in my kitchen. Actually Shannon still owes me one mess, because I recently tracked mud into her apartment and also left a sizable mess behind when we bound calendars. So I’m up on her 2 messes to 1.

Cherry Pie
Shannon rolling out the pie crust. Both Jen and Shannon are tremendous pie crust snobs. Neither will even consider the remote possibility that a person could make a pie with anything other than crust made from scratch.

Cherry Pie
Removing the pits from cherries is a messy business.

Cherry Pie
Shannon Picking Cherries

Cherry Pie
Shannon Picking Cherries

Cherry Pie
The Proud Owner of a Shannon Baked, extremely juicy Cherry Pie.

After looking at one of the pictures of Shannon picking cherries I thought it might be interesting to Photoshop that picture with one of my favorite Photoshop techniques. I thought it would look interesting due to the nets.


Cherry Pie

Now that I have officially enjoyed the fruits of my cherry trees, I know one thing for certain. If George Washington ever came over to my house and chopped down one of my cherry trees, I would lay him out. Founding Father or not.

Abstemious

On Saturday, June 20, 2009 I headed to Ottumwa with Sara to help Jen and Derrick with the house that they are trying to unload down there.

Before we left, we stopped for lunch at George the Chili King. I had never eaten there, but I called Jen to see if she wanted us to pick up some lunch for her.

Her only response was to remind me that the toilet in Ottumwa does not work that well.

I snapped a few pictures with the phone (although not a great camera, it is the reason I selected the phone) to document my Chili King experience.



One of the bonuses of the trip was getting to introduce Jen, Sara, Jill and Derrick to the greatness of Bonne Finken.

Pictures of Jill and Derrick listening to Bonne Finken.


Ottumwa

Ottumwa

Ottumwa

I wish I had some pictures of the basement powerwashing, but alas, you will have to imagine what that looked like.