July 26th, 2007


#54: Mr. B. Split

Let's not talk about waking up late thanks to screwing up AM & PM when resetting my alarm clock (THANKS PG&E!!) and having to drive 85 the whole way to Pleasanton.


in a Post-Adrenaline Rush coma

ps: There is video. Oh yes, video.

#53: My proudest moment...

And no, it has nothing to do with a banana costume.

I am now, officially, a published photographer.  (yeah, yeah, I was published twice in the SF Guardian [once on the front page]) but this is cooler.

It's a book.

My first published book.

Yeah, yeah, I self published it.  And yeah, yeah, it's really just someone's wedding album. But... wow. 

And it's not even that it's a printed book, but it came out so AWESOME that I'm prouder of this than of anything else I've ever done.

Click the picture for a shot of the back cover.  If you'd like to see the interior of the book (in pdf format) check here.  It's the final draft, and a couple tweaks were made before publishing.

But it's done, and I'm amazingly proud of myself.  And best of all... they don't know that I did this for them.  They think they're just getting a DVD of photos that they have to sort, print and put in an album. :)