October 8th and 9th.

Such a good weekend. Awesome show, rad friends, amazing girlfriend. Life is working out.

September 22nd.

Shot this looking up my street tonight after it finally got done raining. Edited with Photomatix HDR software, touched up in Photoshop CS5
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September 17th

I shot these a little while ago, but I've been concentrating on learning editing techniques as much as actually shooting photos lately. I'm proud of how these turned out.

September 14th

This is my first attempt at real HDR photography. It's not great, but it's a start.

The End Of Summer.

Remember when I met my dream girl in Arizona? She came to visit me once I got home from tour. This was one of the best relationships I've ever had, too bad it got cut short. Life goes on.

Las Vegas, after we took Amanda back to Arizona. This place has lost it's novelty. How many other photos do I have from this place in this blog so far?

Corbin hatemoshing our fan to death. The last day of the SH was a pretty emotional thing.

Wreckage.

Group photo of (most) of us who spent our days here.

After the demise of the SH, I went to my parents' house in Colorado to hang out and work for a couple weeks. I spotted this on the way there, somewhere outside of Montrose.

I joined a band and we needed promos, so I shot them myself. I was trying way hard to pretend this wasn't awkward.

The Rest Of Tour.

Fireworks warehouse, just across the state line in Alabama. Hands down some of THE worst accents I have ever heard in my life. Imagine Squidbillies.

No idea where this flag came from, but Corbin flew it proudly. I think we were in the middle of a 12 hour drive to Ohio at this point.

One of the more awkward places to throw a show. This was a daycare facility, and as we were loading in, there were little kids laying on the floor watching Disney movies. The staff gave us popsicles while we waited for the kids to get picked up.

A bus stop in Cleveland, Ohio.

We met up with some band from Denver that happened to have a show in Hutchinson, KS the same night as us. Our tour rig is way cooler.

This fucking dude. He sounded like Boomhauer from King Of The Hill, and this was his reaction after he found a song he liked on the jukebox.

A bat flew into our windshield when were driving 75 mph on the interstate, and got stuck on our side mirror, somehow. When we slowed down, he fell off and I ran out to take pictures.

Finally home.

July 3rd

Hippie coffee shops are hilarious.

This little guy decided to hop out of nowhere and climb up the kick drum while we were all outside after the show.