Bright light

I went up on the hill behind our backyard the other day.

There's some pretty good views from up there. (No, really?)

Last Sunday our dog Brinkley was up there in our backyard on and on the other side of the fence were three coyotes. It was really freaky, also considering that the day before I had been in that exact same spot with my freind. But anyway, the main reason I told you that is so I could have an excuse to put on a picture of our dog.

Brinkley:

I don't know how he did that.

You can guess where the name Brinkley came from if you like You've Got Mail. It's one of my family's favorite movies. (My family meaning, everyone but my dad.) Our dog is a little bit strange and very hard to get pictures of unless you use the flash. I hate using flash, though. It makes everything look... wierd. I mean, look at this photo:

I would have liked this so much more without the flash. Gaaa! The only thing it's good for is if you're shaking the camera and it turns out blurry. Grr. Ok. Rant over, as my sister would say.

Twilight and Speech

I was at a speech tournament in Irvine the last few days which happens to be my sad excuse for not writing, but anyway I was waiting for my parents to finish filling out ballots after they had judged and I was very bored. I'm glad I had my camera! This is how I entertain myself:

I love macro. Just a few months ago I discovered it on my camera and it was such a revalation to me. For those of you who don't know, macro lets you take really close-up shots of things. Like eyes. And jeans. And iPods.

Anyway, every time I'm at a speech tournament giving a speech I always zone out in the middle of it and wonder: "why on earth am I doing this?" I was the girl who would stand behind my mother's back and glare at people, and now I'm in front of sometimes almost 100 people giving a 10-minute interpretive speech mocking Twilight.

For you Twilight fans out there, I am very sorry, but I think Twilight is absolutely ridiculous and Edward is not one tiny bit cute. There, I said it. If you have ever read Dan Bergstien's Blogging Twilight, I think you will agree with me. I'm actually including parts of it in my speech to help show the ridiculousness of it. (Although I don't even think I need it.) Just to show what I mean, here is a line from my speech:

Bella:     I couldn't imagine how an Angel could be any more glorious. There was nothing about him that could be improved upon.

Dan:      Really? How about and eyeball on the end of his finger so he could look around corners without being seen?

Ha. Ha. Ha. I love it.

There is a point. I think.

I can write a blog. I have thoughts. (Julie & Julia.)

At least I think so.

This is what I've been telling myself. Sometimes I can hear the theme from Indiana Jones in my head when I say it. Anyway, as my title says this is a photog blog. (Photog is short for photography or photographer for those of you who don't speak in teenager.) So I am going to have at least one photograph for every post I write. Let's see how long this lasts.

This is me:

As you can see, I like photos where you can't see my face. It's kind of a Lemony Snicket thing.

My loverly camera has been giving me rather rude looks lately. That is the reason for this blog. I have resolved to take more pictures than ever. The whole thing isn't really about photography, I just couldn't think of a name and now it sounds like I'm actually doing something useful with my time than blabbering about my boring life. (Do you like that new word I just made up?) So, there was my first, sad attempt at a blog post. Hopefully my thoughts will be more interesting when they're not all used up on the layout of the page.

Goodbye, dear void.