The Man in the Mirror...*

I've known this sumbitch most of my life. I've laughed with him, I've cried with him. I've loved with him, I've hated with him. My best friend, my worst enemy. We've put in a lot of miles together.

I've recently come to a startling realization...

If I can get along with him...I can get along with anybody.

The Man in the Mirror... © Mike Moore Studios 2012

(*Author's Note: I promised myself when I started doing this thing that I'd avoid at all costs any display of "tortured artistic soul" kinda crap. Cut me some slack on this one and I'll try real hard not to let it happen again. Deal?)

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Rambler Deluxe...

I took this one the same day as the rest. Missed it as I was going through the batch

My dad had a Rambler when I was a kid. We used to coast down the hill behind the hospital when it was a dirt road, the Rambler in neutral.

Rambler Deluxe © Mike Moore Studios 2012

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Futura...

Sounds like the Future.

Maybe it is.

Futura © Mike Moore Studios 2012

Stopped by a junk yard today. They had a lot of good junk. Said I could come back anytime...just check in first. Will do.

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Steps...

Monochrome HDR experiment with twist...

Steps © Mike Moore Studios 2012

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Holy Ground...

Sefcik Hall.

More correctly, Tom Sefcik Hall.

It's safe to say my life was forever altered due to the adventures, misadventures, mayhem, romance, drunkenness, and generally complete disregard of matters legal, or moral...that happened in this building.

Bonds were forged that will never be broken in this building.

I learned about "Rock n F'n Roll" in this building.

It is Holy Ground.

Sefcik Hall, Holy Ground. © Mike Moore Studios 2012

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Back of the Shack...

Lines and angles...Photo 101 kinda stuff I reckon. The Fat Man in Red brought me a new lens for the Holidaze. I'm diggin' it. Canon EF-S 10-22mm f/3.5-4.5.

Shack #2 © Mike Moore Studios 2012

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The Dream...

It had long been a dream of mine to get so fat the Fire Department would have to cut me out of my house so I could appear on Jerry Springer. Possibly a pipe dream at best.

My new dream is just to get "sweatpants fat". That's the kind of fat where the lower half of your wardrobe consists of nothing but sweatpants.

It's good to have dreams.


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