'photos' Archive

guard taun-taun

15 February 2010, 5:59 am
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as mentioned earlier:

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nerd levels off the charts

10 February 2010, 4:46 am
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I’m in a Taun-Taun sleeping bag, holding lightsaber chopsticks. Christmas day.
Yeah, somebody loves me.

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theo

9 February 2010, 7:04 am
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not entirely keen to be a document holder, much less to hold still to be photographed as such

document-free!

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Boundless Optimism

5 January 2009, 8:18 am
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Oh, the entrepreneurial spirit!

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“Use the Juice, Luke!”

3 January 2009, 11:09 am
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It is absolutely impossible for me to see this container without hearing the sonorous voice of James Earl Jones in my head, intoning, “If you only knew the power of the Dark Fruits.” And I’m afraid to say, it only gets sillier from there.
Tastes pretty good, though.

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Callie Shell photographs of Obama

7 November 2008, 9:10 am
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I really did not have time today to look at all of these beautiful and insightful photographs of Barack Obama. But I did anyway. (The one in the ice cream shop is particularly magnificent).
(Thanks to SimpleBits for the pointer.)

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no message

28 June 2008, 7:25 am
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An odd thing: the next time I turned my camera on after taking this photo, it also displayed a “no media” message (it had space for maybe 1 or 2 more exposures at the time). I thought it would be funny to juxtapose the two, so the next time I had another camera handy, I […]

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Toronto, Evening 1(b)

20 June 2008, 6:58 am
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From the main observation deck of the CN Tower

Did the pitch cross the plate?

(I might need to see the replay.) Looking down on Rogers Centre from the observation deck of the CN Tower.
Marty on the glass floor

It makes creaky noises when he steps on it. I’m not a steeplejack or anything, but I don’t generally […]

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