September 30, 2004

Coal Harbour

September 29, 2004

Holy Water four convenient sizes.

September 28, 2004

Billie Jean

I asked him but he said that she's just a girl who said that he was the one.


Last night I used a fabulous birthday present up by getting a massage after work. Because, frankly, I just don't have enough strange German woman touching my thighs. Truthfully though, I love massages, which is weird because I may be the single most ticklish person alive. There I am in the darkened room with the new-agey music and the smell of coconut milk permeating my senses and I'm trying not to flinch and jump off the table every time she touches me.
I have come to the conclusion that there is not a single part of my body that doesn't react when tickled. I have a friend, she knows who she is, who can turn her ticklish reaction on or off like a switch. I loathe that about her. It's just not fair! I'm trying to be all calm and Zen and my masseuse goes near my elbows and I tense up.
Maybe next time I go, I'll ask to be sedated.

September 26, 2004


Lake Titicaca - 1 of 2

Lake Titicaca - 2 of 2

September 25, 2004

Hanging out

Venice Beach

September 24, 2004


Signpost in California


Restaurant on my walk home.

Speed Bump

September 23, 2004

Belize beach

It's been raining here for what feels like weeks, so I needed a photo of some sun.

Save Ferris

September 22, 2004


Check out these stories, they're amazing. Here's one of my favourites:

"Don't you hear it? she asked & I shook my head no & then she started to dance & suddenly there was music everywhere & it went on for a very long time & when I finally found words all I could say was thank you."

September 21, 2004

Unfettered joy

"There are lives I can imagine without children but none of them have the same laughter & noise." -Brian Andreas

Open sesame


September 20, 2004


I should have waited a few more seconds and caught them lower down in the frame.



September 16, 2004



I don't like the dark bottom left corner but I like the moodiness of the shot.

September 15, 2004

Rainy day

Explain to me this: why on a grey, overcast, cloudy, dark and rainy day here in Vancouver do so many people walk around with black umbrellas? It's like walking around underneath your own personal Eeyore cloud. I saw two coloured umbrellas on my way to work today and one of them was mine. Are people trying to depress themselves?
And don't get me started on those men who walk down a crowded street under a golf umbrella. Those things are huge! I would understand if you needed to cover the entire cast of Eight is Enough but for one guy? Ridiculous.

September 14, 2004


from the Getty Museum

September 13, 2004


sidewalk tile on my walk home today.

Sign of the times

I just liked the cleverness of this marketing idea. Using a common sign that everyone looks at anyways as part of their slogan. Genius.

September 12, 2004


Miyajima, Japan

September 11, 2004


I currently live in an incredible building that was built in 1929. It just screams out to be photographed.

September 09, 2004


colourful blinds in Costa Rica


I'm not sure about this one. Liked the sky though.

September 07, 2004


As the sign says...


My first submission for Photo Friday

September 06, 2004

Back to school

Since tomorrow is the first day back at school, I've done sort of a 'theme' post. This is the local school in my neighbourhood and the one below is the mural on the building. I liked the contrast between the two shots.


Mural at a local public school


Cathedral in Cuzco

September 05, 2004


Devil Dancer

September 04, 2004


Reed boat on Lake Titicaca, Bolivia

Costa Rica


Moon jellyfish

September 03, 2004


Today there is a meeting taking place at work and I’m not a part of it. I am however, the waitress to it and couldn’t be happier about that. Isn’t that weird? Shouldn’t I be more concerned with the fact that I should be involved in the meeting and the decisions instead of gleefully fetching coffee and bringing in lunch? Or should I just be happy that that makes me happy?
I’ve had years of jobs with huge amounts of responsibility. And now I adore the fact that these simple things can be my newfound sense of purpose. But I already see the aspects of this job that are becoming more and more complicated and more and more demanding and it alarms me.
I don’t want to grow up. I hate the fact that I’m thirty and not because it makes me old, which it does, but because it’s the sign post of my generation. By thirty you should have certain things, all of which I don’t have and more importantly, don’t want. By thirty you should have a car, a home, a husband, a child, a job where you don’t fetch coffee. Basically you should have a grown-up adult life.
Now I know that that is not the life that I chose for myself. I know that that is not the life I want; yet why do I still feel inadequate?
I wonder at what age do you feel like an adult? When meeting new people, especially in a work related setting, I always feel like someone’s kid on Bring your Daughter to Work Day. It probably doesn’t help that I’m on my fourth job in a year. When you are new to a job and don’t know all the answers, it’s easier to feel immature.
Maybe by the time I’m forty…


Friday is my nephew's seventh birthday. He is one of my most favourite people in the world. It's impossible to get a photo of him with a straight face, but that's just one of the many things that make him so cool. Happy Birthday Jake!




I love the light in this one. It's a walkway in Puntarenas, Costa Rica


I'm not sure about this one. I've always liked it but I really don't know what it is about it that I like.

A Thousand Cranes

The children's memorial in Hiroshima, Japan

September 02, 2004

Ketchikan, AK


Ketchikan, Alaska

Machu Picchu

My photoshop version of Machu Picchu

September 01, 2004


Smidge, the cat who ran away.

Antigua, Guatemala


We just had this incredible storm that went through all the stages in less than 1/2 hour. From sunny to pouring to thunder and lightening, to power outages back to sunny with even a rainbow.
I think the weather here is manic depressive.

September 1


That's what my family always says on the first day of the month. Supposedly it's to bring you luck.