I'm sure you're all glad to know that I went to Venetian Night on Saturday and got some interesting shots:
I also added to the Chicago album:
Please try to contain yourselves!
Venetian night flash show:
Updated Chicago flash show:
In non-digital news, I've started the book that I've been meaning to write for about 20 years now. It seems to be going okay as there are myriad resources at my disposal via the internet and other writers. It's my non-writer friends, the ones I've known ten years who don't seem to understand (or maybe they don't care) what a chore writing a book is. They don't seem concerned with the fact that my lifelong dream is suddenly in my grasp. They just want to know why I wasn't there for dinner on Friday.
And it's a good sign, it shows that my friends find no excuse acceptable when it means I'm not spending quality time with them. But to hear the absolute lack of interest when I say, "Well, I've been writing. I've finally started that book I've been meaning to write since I was 8." Said it to four people last night, not one of those people even asked what it was about. Maybe it's egotistical to think anybody would - or should - care, but damn...I've known these people ten years, they could ask least ask, if only for the sake of being polite.