tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45323186131104307242024-03-13T13:29:05.836-07:00Noah's BlogNoahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10834062309438553694noreply@blogger.comBlogger27125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532318613110430724.post-70915964259332253622011-02-05T22:00:00.001-08:002011-02-05T22:20:18.856-08:00Photo safari with tony!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/TU48rIobpjI/AAAAAAAAANA/KI33aAV22fg/s1600/DSC_0004.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/TU48rIobpjI/AAAAAAAAANA/KI33aAV22fg/s320/DSC_0004.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570456500852991538" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/TU48fOn7g5I/AAAAAAAAAM4/24s3wIouk2w/s1600/DSC_0110.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/TU48fOn7g5I/AAAAAAAAAM4/24s3wIouk2w/s320/DSC_0110.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570456296303068050" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/TU46Ds_gmfI/AAAAAAAAAMo/pRkt6eUssfM/s1600/DSC_0117.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/TU46Ds_gmfI/AAAAAAAAAMo/pRkt6eUssfM/s320/DSC_0117.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570453624395438578" /></a><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Today Tony and i packed up are stuff and headed out for a photo safari! We started our day at stell coffee and tea and then headed to the out skerts of town. We found a (high class) hobo camp or it could have been a bunch of peoples old junk that they dumped in this big open field, either way it was a photo score! There was all kinds of stuff like: old books, cameras, loads of broken TVs, clothes (which was weird), and a boat. So over all it was awesome! When we were done there we headed to downtown Redlands. When we got there we headed in to an antique store which was odd to say the least. I think it compares quite nicely to the hobo camp thing... And we ended this fine safari after 3 hours of photography with gormet pizza!<div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>*[Stay tuned for side by side comparesons of are photo assingments for the day!]*</div>Noahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10834062309438553694noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532318613110430724.post-47335699115898547902010-07-08T09:56:00.000-07:002010-07-08T10:14:17.969-07:00The Gnome!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/TDYGEc2BoqI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/7v16FhUnW30/s1600/DSC_0077.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/TDYGEc2BoqI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/7v16FhUnW30/s320/DSC_0077.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491583469156934306" /></a><br />So for the past few days The Fiske-Phillips and my family have been playing a little prank/game. I like to call it "find the gnome". This game is pretty simple ,but first you will need a few things: <div>1. Gnome </div><div>2. Friends (which i hope you have anyway)</div><div>3. imagenation!</div><div>Now your ready to begin! How you ask, well it's very simple just take that Gnome and hid him in an odd place, but a place that most people would look every day. Here are some places where he has been put around my house and the Fiske-Phillips home.</div><div>1. ice chest</div><div>2. fridge</div><div>3. a top the toilet (with the seat down)</div><div>4. in a (soon to be packed) suit case</div><div>5. in a bed</div><div>6. by a fish bowl</div><div>7. outside of a window....</div><div>So Im sure hope to post more of the Gnome soon.</div>Noahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10834062309438553694noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532318613110430724.post-44785362925271332312010-05-13T19:23:00.000-07:002011-02-05T22:26:08.761-08:00Ukulele Man.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/S-y0YDC2ipI/AAAAAAAAAME/Q5a9QSbsFyE/s1600/keoki+ariola.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/S-y0YDC2ipI/AAAAAAAAAME/Q5a9QSbsFyE/s320/keoki+ariola.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470945972575439506" /></a><br />Last Friday while riding my bike downtown i noticed many musicians. There was one man inperticular that i liked, his name is Keoki Ariol. He plays the ukulele amazingly. He told me about music night (which is every Friday). So tomorrow i plan to go and check out the scene again.<div>By the way i used a lensbaby for this photo!</div>Noahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10834062309438553694noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532318613110430724.post-6631137107326801832010-03-23T20:48:00.000-07:002010-03-23T21:39:15.040-07:00farm olympics<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/S6mXMfogynI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ZwD9axxgyrY/s1600-h/noah%27s+796.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452055064814340722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/S6mXMfogynI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ZwD9axxgyrY/s320/noah%27s+796.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/S6mXL5H5tzI/AAAAAAAAALw/sbhRpC7HxLU/s1600-h/noah%27s+845.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452055054477014834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/S6mXL5H5tzI/AAAAAAAAALw/sbhRpC7HxLU/s320/noah%27s+845.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/S6mXLg3Q8WI/AAAAAAAAALo/CebGNyvzusM/s1600-h/noah%27s+1085.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452055047964782946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/S6mXLg3Q8WI/AAAAAAAAALo/CebGNyvzusM/s320/noah%27s+1085.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/S6mXK-5l78I/AAAAAAAAALg/pwJd4MX-7kM/s1600-h/noah%27s+1122.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452055038847741890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/S6mXK-5l78I/AAAAAAAAALg/pwJd4MX-7kM/s320/noah%27s+1122.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Last Friday, the Farm school that I go to had Olympics games. The games we did were disks, javelin, lunch lugger charoit race, deadlift, and an opstical course. Most of the games were won by Justin's mentor group, and in the end when it was all talled up it was Justin's group that won. And walked away with the awsome trophy!<br /><br />I was the offical photographer, so i hope that these photos are good because i had an awsome press pase to this event.Noahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10834062309438553694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532318613110430724.post-46266141986149915322010-03-06T14:25:00.001-08:002010-03-06T14:35:12.838-08:00Grove skating!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/S5LYkWFTyBI/AAAAAAAAALY/PMNQtQNVIUg/s1600-h/skating.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/S5LYkWFTyBI/AAAAAAAAALY/PMNQtQNVIUg/s320/skating.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445653018359089170" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/S5LYjjwCIPI/AAAAAAAAALQ/JWNZoyJvmyE/s1600-h/olie.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/S5LYjjwCIPI/AAAAAAAAALQ/JWNZoyJvmyE/s320/olie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445653004848079090" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/S5LYjPcvpwI/AAAAAAAAALI/nRyMI8RvWSM/s1600-h/flipside.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/S5LYjPcvpwI/AAAAAAAAALI/nRyMI8RvWSM/s320/flipside.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445652999398467330" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/S5LWrzJ5OHI/AAAAAAAAAKg/vpxXaGorfUY/s1600-h/bros.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/S5LWrzJ5OHI/AAAAAAAAAKg/vpxXaGorfUY/s320/bros.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445650947398776946" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>Grove has weekly mini courses, every <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Wednesday</span>! One mini course this year is skateboarding, well its really teaching Bill to skateboard. Bill is a teacher at Grove, who asked to be taught in the ways of standing on a wooden board with wheels. <div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>These photos are from the first day of the mini course. We road are boards to downtown R<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">edlands</span> and purchased some skating <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">equipment</span> for Bill. This all was very fun!</div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>A few weeks later at Brookside park where the mini course goes to teach bill, we brought along a surf/skate board. We had the genus idea to <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">attach</span> wheels and trucks of a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">long board</span>(big skateboard), to a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">long board</span>(the surf board type). Of course some one was going to get hurt, but that is yet to come.</div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>We found that it worked great with two people on the board, so <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">obviously</span> this meant we need to add another person to the equation. So we did and we couldn't ride as fare with three people because we picked up to much speed. I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">decided</span> that it was the person in the backs job to steer, and i wanted to try the steering. So i hopped on the back and about half way down the hill we began picking up a lot of speed. I was getting worried at this point seeing that we had speed wobbles. One of the wobbles knocked my foot off the edge of the board and then sucked my foot underneath it. My foot then became the break and also became broken.</div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>I have had a cast for almost a week and a half and only have a few left!</div>Noahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10834062309438553694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532318613110430724.post-52213979725425806522010-03-02T17:20:00.001-08:002010-03-02T17:23:08.948-08:00awww, don't you love that new blog smell?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/S4252yvoYrI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/zNApSUHQ6oU/s1600-h/theater_arts.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 264px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/S4252yvoYrI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/zNApSUHQ6oU/s320/theater_arts.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444211875546423986" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/S4252EOuUgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/iLb1fLb7q3A/s1600-h/DSC_0774.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/S4252EOuUgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/iLb1fLb7q3A/s320/DSC_0774.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444211863060369922" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/S4251k8sGDI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2TpYmGbMF1Y/s1600-h/dressing_room.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/S4251k8sGDI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2TpYmGbMF1Y/s320/dressing_room.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444211854663227442" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/S42509AqWEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/cDryeiu668o/s1600-h/catwalk.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/S42509AqWEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/cDryeiu668o/s320/catwalk.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444211843942471746" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>Today was the second day of winterums week! Winterums are a yearly thing we do at Grove, they are a week filled with one project that needs to be down. (At least <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">that's</span> what its like at the middle school portion of Grove!) My winterum is drama, i am the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">official</span> photographer! This is cool, because i get to do nothing but photography! <div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>The drama winterum had a field trip today. We went to the U of R, and learned about theater arts more so. We were given a tour of the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">costume</span> room, lights room, theater, and the catwalk. The U of R has two theaters, one of which can hold over 300 people. We learned about how lighting works hand in hand with the play and sound. On the field trip we saw a light that could turn different colours, move, turn, and make the light look <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">textured</span>! After that we were allowed to walk the catwalk, which i had been dieing to do!</div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>So <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">that's</span> what i did at school today!</div>Noahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10834062309438553694noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532318613110430724.post-34762569928518807882009-12-13T14:52:00.001-08:002009-12-13T14:54:39.806-08:00Your my best friend...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/SyVwhJdv1zI/AAAAAAAAAJs/rVgkoWPI9jg/s1600-h/DSC_0323.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/SyVwhJdv1zI/AAAAAAAAAJs/rVgkoWPI9jg/s320/DSC_0323.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414857841761572658" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/SyVwguM6KsI/AAAAAAAAAJk/YGkmeaKuMus/s1600-h/DSC_1011.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/SyVwguM6KsI/AAAAAAAAAJk/YGkmeaKuMus/s320/DSC_1011.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414857834443188930" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/SyVwgLNAzzI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ETkN6pA3ARM/s1600-h/DSC_0321.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/SyVwgLNAzzI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ETkN6pA3ARM/s320/DSC_0321.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414857825048383282" /></a><br />What can i say about you....<div>well i see you when i go to bed and when i wake up..</div><div>Your not all that green unless you are wearing your <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">costume</span>...</div><div>Your as <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">handsome</span> as a pear...</div><div>You almost died...</div><div>once...</div><div>Your the funniest dog i know...</div><div>And your <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0); ">fav</span> food is eggs and bacon with <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">kibble</span>... <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">That's</span> when i know you will always be there copper <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0); ">doo!</span></div>Noahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10834062309438553694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532318613110430724.post-13079514852707069952009-11-13T18:01:00.000-08:002009-11-13T18:19:06.840-08:00photography<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/Sv4SFg6qP_I/AAAAAAAAAJU/-zAUynfLEP4/s1600-h/DSC_0287.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/Sv4SFg6qP_I/AAAAAAAAAJU/-zAUynfLEP4/s320/DSC_0287.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403776488835792882" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/Sv4SFGjLLpI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Kgzooycs2y4/s1600-h/DSC_1348.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/Sv4SFGjLLpI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Kgzooycs2y4/s320/DSC_1348.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403776481757965970" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/Sv4SEvX3ESI/AAAAAAAAAJE/jgF2NL1-NOE/s1600-h/DSC_0105.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/Sv4SEvX3ESI/AAAAAAAAAJE/jgF2NL1-NOE/s320/DSC_0105.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403776475536494882" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/Sv4SEAM1OJI/AAAAAAAAAI8/23DKfhf4z4c/s1600-h/DSC_0257.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/Sv4SEAM1OJI/AAAAAAAAAI8/23DKfhf4z4c/s320/DSC_0257.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403776462873770130" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/Sv4SDqocN1I/AAAAAAAAAI0/-loSlZcLdfA/s1600-h/DSC_0698.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/Sv4SDqocN1I/AAAAAAAAAI0/-loSlZcLdfA/s320/DSC_0698.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403776457083991890" /></a><br />So i have not blogged for a while... i just wanted to say that my photos are up at S<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">tell</span> and are working out great!<div><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">I'm</span> just throwing ideas around ,but what you all think of art for heavens sake... oh so you <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">haven't</span> heard of it well its an art show where local artist come and show their work for 3 days. I was thinking this would be a great way to become better known. I also was think of talking to some other coffee <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">shoppes</span> in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Redlands</span> and asking if i could show some work there.</div><div><br /></div><div>Well here are some of the photos i was thinking of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">appalling</span> with. PLEASE BE HONEST!!!!! I will be <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">putting</span> others on my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">facebook</span>!</div>Noahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10834062309438553694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532318613110430724.post-73579417271758959612009-10-03T16:52:00.000-07:002009-10-03T17:30:42.795-07:00church retreat!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/SsfrdT5RT8I/AAAAAAAAAIs/1C2Wp87glMQ/s1600-h/DSC_0071.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/SsfrdT5RT8I/AAAAAAAAAIs/1C2Wp87glMQ/s320/DSC_0071.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388534367961305026" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/SsfrczgSNnI/AAAAAAAAAIk/vPgjD6lbQkY/s1600-h/DSC_0064.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/SsfrczgSNnI/AAAAAAAAAIk/vPgjD6lbQkY/s320/DSC_0064.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388534359266571890" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/SsfrcMRVtzI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Ea1Lkg2frhs/s1600-h/DSC_0079.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/SsfrcMRVtzI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Ea1Lkg2frhs/s320/DSC_0079.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388534348734904114" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/SsfrbY90EXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/0UE0SxO44iE/s1600-h/DSC_0111.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/SsfrbY90EXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/0UE0SxO44iE/s320/DSC_0111.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388534334962798962" /></a><br />So last weekend i went on a retreat! This retreat included tye dieing, swings, guitars, and all fun natural (and some unnatural). The first thing we did that weekend was tye dieing. It was messy, and that was only half the fun. It was colorful and ineresting. Next i played on the swings with the other teens. In the end Ross (thrasher) was the photographer. I give him full credit for the last photo! But all in all it was great ( (and i love you Aunt Sharon )thanks for fallowing!).Noahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10834062309438553694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532318613110430724.post-46518465620873015392009-08-17T11:53:00.000-07:002009-08-17T12:46:25.777-07:00"Big t?"<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/SomzgBZITII/AAAAAAAAAHw/Wd_Lw57LKUg/s1600-h/DSC_0138.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/SomzgBZITII/AAAAAAAAAHw/Wd_Lw57LKUg/s320/DSC_0138.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371021393327049858" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/SomzfjtLVuI/AAAAAAAAAHo/x-NlCNMjtv8/s1600-h/DSC_0207.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/SomzfjtLVuI/AAAAAAAAAHo/x-NlCNMjtv8/s320/DSC_0207.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371021385358071522" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/SomzfA4TKqI/AAAAAAAAAHg/DhK_WeYBEhM/s1600-h/DSC_0259.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/SomzfA4TKqI/AAAAAAAAAHg/DhK_WeYBEhM/s320/DSC_0259.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371021376009480866" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /><br /></span></span></span></div><br />while on vacation with the one i call my brother,<div>together we <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">met</span> a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">tortoise</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">who's</span> name was T and a group of three <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">squirrels</span><div><div>Along with that we played some games</div><div>And built a boat witch could not float</div><div>But now i am home and all alone to finish my summer.</div><div><br /></div></div></div>Noahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10834062309438553694noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532318613110430724.post-80069629336769005102009-07-20T16:34:00.000-07:002009-07-20T16:50:39.581-07:00photos and photoshop and iphoto ohmy (lions and tigers and bears ohmy)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/SmUCwunD2QI/AAAAAAAAAHA/IHUYJD5Y3sc/s1600-h/CSC_0516.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/SmUCwunD2QI/AAAAAAAAAHA/IHUYJD5Y3sc/s320/CSC_0516.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360693967623280898" /></a><br />Today i have been working on a portfolio. You ask why ,this is because i would like to share them with you. You ask what? Well i know i share them with you all here online but i want it to be more public. How do i do this? Well it all comes back to making the portfolio ,I would like to talk to Robbie Stell (the owner of Stell Coffee and tea) about me putting them up on the walls in Stell.I will be giving it my all for the next two hours to edit my photos and chose 6-10 photos to take and show Robbie.<div><br /></div><div>OK so i like to call this photo "what are you looking at".And i guess that raps it up.</div>Noahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10834062309438553694noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532318613110430724.post-51309059699632581382009-07-16T11:57:00.000-07:002009-07-16T12:32:49.895-07:00lets just say Frog giging...<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/Sl97WrSbW8I/AAAAAAAAAG4/zBMfsRmlZ7Q/s1600-h/DSC_0067.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359137711101533122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/Sl97WrSbW8I/AAAAAAAAAG4/zBMfsRmlZ7Q/s320/DSC_0067.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/Sl97WUgHjkI/AAAAAAAAAGw/zrVm_S5CDWw/s1600-h/DSC_0040.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359137704984940098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/Sl97WUgHjkI/AAAAAAAAAGw/zrVm_S5CDWw/s320/DSC_0040.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/Sl97V6lczYI/AAAAAAAAAGo/E0qqMeT5QPk/s1600-h/DSC_0035.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359137698027982210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/Sl97V6lczYI/AAAAAAAAAGo/E0qqMeT5QPk/s320/DSC_0035.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/Sl97VTBYWtI/AAAAAAAAAGg/63DuHei-uEU/s1600-h/DSC_0018.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359137687407712978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/Sl97VTBYWtI/AAAAAAAAAGg/63DuHei-uEU/s320/DSC_0018.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/Sl97Uxhq9GI/AAAAAAAAAGY/tr-ngJTK4Cg/s1600-h/CSC_0072.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359137678416344162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/Sl97Uxhq9GI/AAAAAAAAAGY/tr-ngJTK4Cg/s320/CSC_0072.jpg" border="0" /></a>I'm sure your thinking "Frog giging what could he be talking about?" well what <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">I'm</span> talking about is a sport where you take some <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">PVC</span> pipe and stick a frog <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">spear</span> on the end of it.Next you would <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">throw</span> it at <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">frogs</span> in the middle of the night.</div><div> </div><div>So yes this was fun but i did not catch any frogs.The first photo is in an old post office.The photo was taken while on a photo hunt with my dad.On the same day we found the "cowboy who was in love" (last photo).</div><div> </div><div>Then theres Toma (who was name after a drum set) who was very paitiont while i photographed him.</div><div> </div><div>Oh yes and we can forget the trip here.Eight hours of long dark pavement.But it looks cool!<br /><br /><br /></div><div></div></div></div>Noahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10834062309438553694noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532318613110430724.post-20191038089848772412009-07-03T20:21:00.000-07:002009-07-03T20:49:47.815-07:00Can we be your guest!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/Sk7LNaoE0ZI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/EKo6IpV6QYY/s1600-h/dom_and_the_bear.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/Sk7LNaoE0ZI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/EKo6IpV6QYY/s400/dom_and_the_bear.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354440438336246162" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/Sk7LNJZQD5I/AAAAAAAAAGI/YO8cqd3S-sY/s1600-h/the_bear2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/Sk7LNJZQD5I/AAAAAAAAAGI/YO8cqd3S-sY/s400/the_bear2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354440433710665618" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/Sk7LM4hQ19I/AAAAAAAAAGA/K7x9qJ4DGSo/s1600-h/the_bear.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 223px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/Sk7LM4hQ19I/AAAAAAAAAGA/K7x9qJ4DGSo/s400/the_bear.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354440429180868562" /></a>Yes, i know shocking...<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">OK</span> so <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">I'm</span> sure you all would like to know how this bear and my family meet. Well, we had just <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">finish</span> snacking(good thing too) and we were climbing back down and The bear was there...So this thing was a little bigger than me and had claws and teeth! I was only feet away from it and had <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">completely</span> climbed down with my dad. My mom was a safe distance away, but then <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">theres</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Domenick</span> with his back turned. He could not see at first what was happening, and at this time the bear was 5-10 feet from him. Oh, and by the time Dom had noticed it i had climbed 15-20 feet from were i had started in this story.<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Domenick</span> was also hang on to a rock and could not touch the ground. Oh, i had also left my shoes down by where the bear was now...The interesting thing is this bear had not noticed Dom. Then it glances his way......and looks confused...so it gets within a 5 foot range trying to check out what he is doing. But the bear losers <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">interest</span> in seconds. But, MY <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">SHOES</span>!! The bears see them it sniffs them and then looks once more at us and leaves. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">I'm</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">paralyzed</span> after this...we collect are <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">self's</span> and hike down.<div><br /></div><div>So the point of this trip was to hang out and chill, just family, so i guess we have a new family member......</div>Noahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10834062309438553694noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532318613110430724.post-72136182888052170112009-07-02T18:34:00.000-07:002009-07-03T08:20:59.361-07:00inspired by...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/Sk1ytWZWwoI/AAAAAAAAAF4/47robKmqERs/s1600-h/stell_worker.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/Sk1ytWZWwoI/AAAAAAAAAF4/47robKmqERs/s400/stell_worker.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354061655444996738" /></a>What inspires you... <div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>This was inspired by <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Stells</span>, Coffee, People, Tea, and it was inspired by life.</div><div><br /></div><div>So if you <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">don't</span> enjoy coffee please stop reading this blog...No <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">I'm</span> just <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">kidding</span>.Well S<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">tells</span> is my third home to say the least.They feed me and i feel <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">comfortable</span> there.This is where i went everyday after school and if i <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">didn't</span> go i want to be there.</div><div><br /></div><div>What can i say about these photos...well Phil who we have met in the past.(if you have not met him, he is one of my photography mentors.)He told me to go behind the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">counter</span>.This gave a better <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">view</span> for photography, so thank you <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Phil</span>.</div><div><br /></div><div>(Later posts may include photography from the 4<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Th</span> of July!) </div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/Sk1ytHR7VxI/AAAAAAAAAFw/mnXOxl6wP9s/s1600-h/shots_of_Esspresso.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/Sk1ytHR7VxI/AAAAAAAAAFw/mnXOxl6wP9s/s400/shots_of_Esspresso.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354061651387307794" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/Sk1ys2YnJ0I/AAAAAAAAAFo/2kPVydyGBnE/s1600-h/Ground_Coffee.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/Sk1ys2YnJ0I/AAAAAAAAAFo/2kPVydyGBnE/s400/Ground_Coffee.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354061646851942210" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/Sk1ysn3fJ3I/AAAAAAAAAFg/-lWEbst3DdI/s1600-h/hands_to_feed.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/Sk1ysn3fJ3I/AAAAAAAAAFg/-lWEbst3DdI/s400/hands_to_feed.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354061642954909554" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/Sk1ysVjQibI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jEFeTKWdt6s/s1600-h/shots_of_Esspresso_2.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/Sk1ysVjQibI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jEFeTKWdt6s/s400/shots_of_Esspresso_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354061638038227378" /></a><br /></div>Noahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10834062309438553694noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532318613110430724.post-40989917158501231992009-06-20T09:51:00.000-07:002009-06-20T10:24:01.937-07:00A work in progress<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/Sj0XJvWoj9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/TzEXkExBkkM/s1600-h/DSC_0259.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/Sj0XJvWoj9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/TzEXkExBkkM/s400/DSC_0259.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349457388483678162" /></a>Lets start this off with an interdution. This is Peter (left) and his husband Gene. They were blessed at the anniversary of the Gay and lesban couples that got married last year. Where I was hired as the photographer.<div><br /></div><div>So Peter, Gene, and I became friends we became acquainted very fast! Peter is a school physcologist. Gene is a prison Physcologist.</div><div><br /></div><div>This was a good aniversary because there were 10-20 couples there. And plus i think everyone had fun!!</div>Noahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10834062309438553694noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532318613110430724.post-10162480868628383602009-06-13T12:28:00.000-07:002009-06-13T12:49:08.661-07:00And so it begins!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/SjP_ODFw2qI/AAAAAAAAAFI/zCPT2Mgo4zE/s1600-h/DSC_0080.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/SjP_ODFw2qI/AAAAAAAAAFI/zCPT2Mgo4zE/s400/DSC_0080.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346897799431641762" /></a>YES SUMMER!!!<div>OK, i love video games.This is a fact!So it makes sence that i would stay up till 3 am to play them.</div><div><br /></div><div>So last night Dom and Jacob also did this with help from the SNES (or Super Nintendo Entertainment System). Also asisted by Super Mario World and Chrono Trigger.</div><div><br /></div><div>So, You ask "Noah why have you been skipping School?". And i would say" Oh but have been relested from the chamber of DOOM that we call school (oh and BTW i love that Chamber of Doom! :)</div><div><br /></div><div>I would Love to chat a bit longer but i must get back to the Cleaning of my room!</div><div><br /></div><div>(stay tuned because i have a fealing there will be a before and after shoots of my room on my blog and mabey some righting with it?)</div>Noahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10834062309438553694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532318613110430724.post-15394933669881412342009-05-28T17:04:00.000-07:002009-05-28T17:39:26.857-07:00I love signs<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/Sh8pgtyZzWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/HVCIqok_l6A/s1600-h/DSC_0615.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/Sh8pgtyZzWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/HVCIqok_l6A/s400/DSC_0615.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341033325108252002" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Signs! Well signs are art all by them selfs.... i think they are GREAT!<br /><br />Ok so this sign was at the beach, which is cool cause i love the beach. I took this while at my grandparents house. This is one of my favorite places (other then home and great aunt and uncles(which i will have to blog about in november)), i love it!<br /><br />I love that you not to walk across a rallroad....?Plus theres a fence ,so i think signs are just there to look cool!haha!<br /><br />Well got to cut this one short cause, im off to a sports banquite.<br /><img src="file:///Users/Sforza/Pictures/iPhoto%20Library/Originals/2009/May%2018,%202009/CSC_0420.JPG" alt="" />Noahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10834062309438553694noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532318613110430724.post-41989387177117500432009-05-14T20:08:00.000-07:002009-05-14T20:25:53.014-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/SgzczB1jWNI/AAAAAAAAADk/0xK1-ECE_zw/s1600-h/DSC_0522.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/SgzczB1jWNI/AAAAAAAAADk/0xK1-ECE_zw/s400/DSC_0522.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335882427751684306" /></a>Well then this is Max. Hes a friend from school we had time in class to mess around. so i was siting on the ground and i look up and i find him looking down on me......i really dont have much to say but i hope that everone enjoys the picture.Oh and phil this is for you.Noahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10834062309438553694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532318613110430724.post-50154091340871759542009-04-28T19:11:00.000-07:002009-06-18T08:09:29.837-07:00"I Feel lame"<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/Sfe8HWaIlNI/AAAAAAAAACk/IE01ZfTiMCc/s1600-h/DSC_0268.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/Sfe8HWaIlNI/AAAAAAAAACk/IE01ZfTiMCc/s400/DSC_0268.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329935518476571858" /></a><br />Hey (to any one that still checks my blog),<div>im a slaker.... I wish i had keeped this blog up but, this is what happened.Well, i am lazy.Thats it. And i appreciate all of you that may or may not check it.</div><div><br /></div><div>Ok now to this picture. Well this is Zack. He is a friend of mine and he works at Stell Coffee and Tea. By the way that is a local coffee shop that rocks (here is a <a href="http://www.myspace.com/stellcoffeeandtea">link</a> to there web site). But this was a very amusing sticker to me. It made me think who would put a baby in a cash regestered? So i said "i like the sticker....." He said" oh ya they had to put that on after i put a baby in it.....ya which brought up questions for the mother.." Mother "why did u put my baby in that regestered?" So he says"why would you try to pay for coffee with a baby?"</div><div><br /></div><div>So this is why the sticker was placed on the side of the regestered.</div>Noahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10834062309438553694noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532318613110430724.post-89128530231082613882009-03-07T19:04:00.000-08:002009-03-07T19:10:46.960-08:00Life's Good<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/SbM2MhnqcgI/AAAAAAAAAB8/3rsisJJXeVY/s1600-h/window.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/SbM2MhnqcgI/AAAAAAAAAB8/3rsisJJXeVY/s400/window.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310647974411006466" /></a><div style="text-align: justify;">Really I don't have much to say tonight. One thing I can say is, I found my cord to the computer. The one that lets me upload photos from my camera to the computer. <br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">This morning while I was cleaning <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Domenick</span> and my "shared restroom" the bathroom got all foggy from the shower running so I could clean the tub. And I looked at myself in the mirror. This was odd to me. Most often when I look in the mirror I push my hair to the side or comb it or something. But this morning I didn't really care. I was happy to be alive. I'm finding out that life isn't about tomorrow or the day or what you're going to be in the next 30 seconds or 15 minutes. It's about enjoying everything, even chores. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div><br /></div>Noahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10834062309438553694noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532318613110430724.post-38845659584611869552009-02-22T20:10:00.000-08:002009-02-22T20:19:26.685-08:00The Infamous Feline<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/SaIiFTQtYeI/AAAAAAAAABI/MyLjMSkYr3Y/s1600-h/FredFred.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/SaIiFTQtYeI/AAAAAAAAABI/MyLjMSkYr3Y/s400/FredFred.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305840785460912610" /></a><div style="text-align: justify;">This is Fred. She is my cat. Well, not my cat, my families cat. We got her from the Grove Farm School almost three years ago. Fred basically sleeps underneath my parents bed all day. So could be when she was born she lived in the basement of a house. It's dark and cool in a basement. Fred doesn't like being held.<br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Fred is a naughty cat. If she does not get what she wants, she'll let you know through stinky cat poop. One of her pastimes I would say is pooping on my parents bed. So my parents got a black plastic tarp to put on their bed. They don't sleep with the tarp on the bed...obviously. They put the tarp on the bed after they get up so Fred won't jump on the bed and show her feelings through...ah..."waste." Well...animal waste. You know, poop. Like not sanitary. Stinky. That sort of thing.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">So the tarp stays and Fred won't poop. At least that's the way we hope it works out.</div>Noahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10834062309438553694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532318613110430724.post-53774945901497614222009-02-18T20:43:00.000-08:002009-02-18T20:52:37.325-08:00Clay<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/SZzjpq72iPI/AAAAAAAAABA/nhU6gcW24-M/s1600-h/DSC_0661.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/SZzjpq72iPI/AAAAAAAAABA/nhU6gcW24-M/s400/DSC_0661.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304364766175070450" /></a><div style="text-align: justify;">On the Sunday my Mom brought clay home. She said it was for her Women's Group but brought extra for us. The night I was doing homework I had to color and when I sat the coloring box down behind my clay <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">sculptures</span> I thought it looked really cool. The clay in the front was originally going to be joy stick, like the one you use on video games. But, I saw a face in it, so I made it into a moon figure. The figure to the right, in the corner, is a dinosaur made for my Dad. The dinosaur's name is, well, dinosaur. In the left corner is, well was, well began as, a marshmallows. But then I gave him dreadlocks and a cool chin. Most of his dreadlocks broke. He is wearing a cap from Virgil's Root Beer which I was drinking that night. I think that the crayons in the photo are very vivid with thick rich colors. That's why I enjoyed this picture.<br /></div>Noahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10834062309438553694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532318613110430724.post-1228785514730136742009-02-15T18:49:00.000-08:002009-02-15T21:15:42.413-08:00Phill and his Sharp-Shinned Hawk<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/SZjUkFkMnGI/AAAAAAAAAA4/6uxNw5EuwhA/s1600-h/DSC_0659.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/SZjUkFkMnGI/AAAAAAAAAA4/6uxNw5EuwhA/s400/DSC_0659.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303222277663136866" /></a><div style="text-align: justify;">This is <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Phill</span>. And this is his stuffed animal so he called it that at least, kind of joking. It is actually a taxidermy. His "stuffed animal" is a <a href="http://www.birds.cornell.edu/AllAboutBirds/BirdGuide/Sharp-shinned_Hawk.html">Sharp-Shinned Hawk</a>. The hawk is illegal to kill because it is listed as a species of concern.<br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Phill</span> is our next door neighbor, he has two dogs, various amounts of cats and a Sharp-Shinned Hawk. He was working in his front yard today and we saw him so we said hi. He said hi too. I was telling him about Peacocks we saw today in Oak Glen. So, he told us about his hawk. He said he got the hawk in 1966, when he was about my age. He got it from an antique shop in Oak Glen for seven dollars. They told him the hawk was about 60 years old. So now the hawk is more than one hundred years old.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">As he was walking out the door he told us of his grandfather who was a world class sprinter. And he said he had a scrap book. So maybe another day we can meet his grandfather through the scrap book and maybe it'll be in a different blog. </div><div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div>Noahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10834062309438553694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532318613110430724.post-89182512406266056542009-02-13T18:31:00.000-08:002009-02-13T19:17:48.758-08:00Cooper-Do!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/SZY2O6mNULI/AAAAAAAAAAw/V0H_Ucn053g/s1600-h/DSC_0155.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/SZY2O6mNULI/AAAAAAAAAAw/V0H_Ucn053g/s400/DSC_0155.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302485241150918834" /></a><div style="text-align: justify;">This is Cooper. He is himself and nothing else. Most nights when I get in bed my dog Cooper is pushing my dirty clothes all around the floor making a bed for himself. Some nights a plastic bag will be mixed up in with my clothes and it sounds like he is crumpling the bag. <br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">These are some of Cooper's <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">pastimes</span>, he enjoys barking at <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">passersby</span> and cats, he also enjoys jumping against the back fence and barking at the dogs next door. This is most likely his favorite pastime, well actually hobby, well maybe profession.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Cooper is a good friend and I love him.</div>Noahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10834062309438553694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532318613110430724.post-9723910190639733102009-02-12T20:20:00.001-08:002009-02-12T20:30:02.470-08:00This is for you Phil<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/SZT1MYV7_OI/AAAAAAAAAAo/0yzZWOkU28w/s1600-h/SimbaAteSpiderman.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 254px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9_QKSeh9Q/SZT1MYV7_OI/AAAAAAAAAAo/0yzZWOkU28w/s400/SimbaAteSpiderman.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302132254363614434" /></a><div style="text-align: justify;">This photo is formerly known by my Dad and I as "Simba ate Spiderman". But today I was at Stell Coffee and Tea (a local coffee shop) and Phil a friend of mine said "Noah I've been checking your blog nightly to see if there's a new blog, so you need to put a new one up." To this I thought...cool! People actually do look at my blog. It was an exciting moment for me. The reason is I enjoy showing my photography. So, Phil...I hope you enjoy the photo.<br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">This photo was spontaneous. We were getting out of the car at the store and my Dad was putting his camera away. And I saw this kid so I told my Dad, "Hold on let me see your camera." So I made this photo with my Dad's camera. This was about five months ago around Halloween time. This was when I decided, "Wow, I really want my own digital camera." I think the kid was confused. </div>Noahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10834062309438553694noreply@blogger.com1