5 posts tagged “vox hunt”
Show us a photo that's overexposed or underexposed but you love how it turned out.
I don't know that it's really over or underexposed, but I know that a real photographer would have serious issues with this one. I love it, though. Love it, love it, love it. When's the last time you saw someone look so genuinely happy?
Show us something plaid.
Submitted by Soup.
This may look like a simple block of a plaid pattern but it is actually more than that! It is the registered tartan of the Clan MacKinnon. My Scottish ancestors were a part of the MacKinnon Clan which held lands in the Mull and Skye regions of Scotland. Those areas are noted on a map found here.
Show us the view outside your window.
Here it is, the view from from my cube at work. It's the only reason I am adamantly opposed to getting a real office with walls. I love my view. The seasons change and I get to see it all happen from my little spot here. I have my computer facing the window so I can look up at all times and see nature's beauty right there in front of me.
Share a photo of something that made a huge impact on your life.
So, the picture probably looks pretty strange. I don't have an actual photo from the day so I just went hunting and found this one. Looked good enough to me. Anyway, I was 13 years old. It was a warm September afternoon. My friend Kelli and I were scrubbing the porch floor at my house. We had a nice screened in front porch where us kids always played house and whatnot. So Kelli and I were just scrubbing the floor for no good reason except that it was something to do. We were talking about our new school (junior high!) and about people we met and how grown up everything felt because we had lockers, and 10th period study hall, and a cafeteria where you could eat an ice cream bar for lunch and no one could make you do any differently. The conversation moved on to boys and who was cute and who wasn't and that's when Kelli let the bomb drop. She told me she had had sex with Steve B. I can still remember the strange feeling that I got inside. I was blindsided by the emotions of the moment. I don't remember how I responded or what happened next but I can remember thinking that my childhood was officially over. And it was.
