Many years ago, I met two guys on top of a hill in a cemetery playing with their new GoPro drone. It was the first drone I ever saw. They were cameramen for Grimm.
A few years after that, I’m walking down a street before dawn…
If you hike to the top of one of Portland, Oregon’s, closest volcanic plugs at sunset, you can often spot indigenous Millennials gathering for courtship rituals called Selfies at the edge of 100-foot precipices. WARNING: Do not feed.
All these years and I never knew it was in such a state of disrepair, it always looks quietly majestic in my landscape photos.
It sits so far off our most popular beach that it’d take an extremely powerful scope to properly behold it in all it’s unglory, proof once again that a soft focus favors all ladies.
Yesterday, I spent two hours running a twenty minute errand and got a taste of the apocalypse, Pacific Northwest-style.
It was like a scene from a disaster movie. The highways were jammed with furious gridlock, horns were honking, people were taking crazy chances, jerks were being extra jerky, emergency vehicles everywhere….
