day 156

this one is simple. i am posting two headshots of me. the first was taken when i first moved to Maine in 2005. the second was taken about two weeks ago.

i posted these because i have heard comments recently when people see my work badge photo. they say that i have slimmed down. i think i just look older. either way, i thought i would show.

day 155

i received a call yesterday asking about some shots i may have shot of a local chef. said chef was interviewed for an article in Gastronomica and they were wanting some shots of Chef in action. you know, kickin' ass in the kitch! back-handing his sous chef! pistol whipping the dish grunt! but smooth as Shaft with the waitress! wait, that is the chef i would want to be. 

(dammit zack, quit projecting)

anyway, i stopped by the restaurant to grab some details about what was needed. i left with a copy of Gastronomica in hand. so today i am reading it. and it is great, pick it up and read it.

i write because i want to share a particular little piece from the issue with everyone (well at least the six of you who are subscribers to this blog).

*****not for the virgin reader. we are about to make sexxxy talk. but in an informative way that will yield knowledge to never be used on jeopardy or in a trivial pursuit match*****

quoted directly from Gastronomica  Spring 2009, page 6:

1865. The word "gamahuche," denoting the act of orally stimulating the penis, enters the English language. It is follwed in 1887 by "fellatio" and "cunnilingus," while "oral sex" does not appear until 1959. Much earlier references to these sexual acts can be found in other cultures. The Greek poet Archilochus of Paros, for example, descanted upon fellatio in the seventh century BCE: "Like a Thracian or Phrygian drinking beer through a tube, she sucked, stooped down, engaged too from behind." In fifth century BCE, Aristophanes derided Arignotus for his "novel forms of self-pollution, bestial tricks unknown before: in the brothels, of prostitutes he licks up the loathsome slime, he befouls his bearded mouth with filth and dirt from their cunts."

and that is why i keep my beard short and stubbly, much like shaving the pubes, you pick up less filth and dirt. or less crabs in the case of the pubes.

i have to admit, there were so many one-liners popping into my head while i was quoting that.

it also just goes to show that the only thing we have invented since 7th century BCE is probably the use of electricity in sex toys (i recently read an article where they discovered a dildo in some archaeologic dig...basically a really old dildo).

oh, and i will not be featuring a photo on the subject for this entry. A) i am single and don't' have a willing participant for "art", and B) it costs too much to hire an escort.

day 154

so i have recently signed up for match.com again.

and i thought this would be a great profile picture.

that, and i am trying to connect back to my southeast texas roots. you can take the boy outta texas, but you can't take the killin' spirit outta the boy!!!!!

day 153

so i still have nicole's b-day present up in the house where it was originally hung.

i thought that it would be a painful reminder after we split up. it has been the complete opposite. it has actually been a pleasant reminder of how we were happy. and a reminder of how she could make me happy, and how i could somehow make her smile.

in a broader sense, it is a reminder of how you can find happiness with another person. whether it be romantic or platonic, just how others in our life can bring out such candid happiness. how those goofy little moments are often the ones that stick late into life.

i went digging back though some of the photos that landed on the cutting room floor. i guess the outtakes of sorts. not that we were shooting with a specific end result in mind at the time.

the shots make me smile with as much sincerity now as they did then.

i guess i share these, and think about these, for more reasons than just seeing them everyday when i come home. i guess i am still working though what happened between nicole and i in my head. i am still trying to figure out just how it is that i feel. i still have yet to come to any internal resolution.

i feel like i am living in this mental limbo. i can't seem to stumble upon inspiration, or even muster action. kind of blah in a sense. not too thrilled with that fact.

which is probably why this post is short and...well...blah