I’m not sure it’s good for business to have my scary mug sitting at the very top of this site for an entire day, so I’ve decided to add another post of just pictures. Not a lot to say here. Just my tribute to those who still puff away. All Nikon shots. Deep in the L.A. street.
This guy has good form. Feet shoulder length apart. Arms loose at his sides. Get it, buddy!
No, really. What are friends for?
So glad I never had kids.
I read somewhere that every great photo, and I’m not suggesting the above photo is great, but that it is said that there’s something just a little weird about every great photo. That’s all I’m saying. 
Ditto.
Okay, at least he’s not hovering over my Hang Chow fried rice. Yet.
