O.N.Y.X.
To whom it may concern: Feel free to caption the photos.
“You should get naked, Dillon. Who said that!?!?” (Sean, top left)
“Tibia?” (Brandon, middle left)
“I’m Billy. I like to stand close to the camera lens.” (Billy)
”Don’t say a word, Dillon! Not a word!” (Sean)
”Tibia?” (Brandon)
”Hmm, the man with the peach gun…” (Stephen, lower left)
“Wow, it sure is convienant for them to pave all these trails.” (Billy)
”Oh, yeah, Billy? Wait’ll you smell this, kiyah!” (Andrew)
”Kill me.” (Robin, lower right)
Et Ceteras
The more website work I do, the less I like the medium. It is so inexact, so variable, and needlessly difficult to attain certain layout techniques. In fact, there isn’t much work I enjoy keeping digital. Its interpretation is far too open, and its future is far too questionable for its durability is nonexistent. I might as well be writing in Old English. Or as I like to call it, Feces Pieces.
I guess this is why I have such distaste for the future. Because I feel there is no way I can convey to them exactly what I want to nor have any hope that what I do convey at this time will ever again be conveyed again years from this time. It makes me question each thing I do. If I cannot effect someone presently, chances are I won’t do it at all. (That’s how I feel now, anyway.)
***Updated (9.17.5): Image locations adjusted.***
January 9th, 2005 at 8:57 PM
The more I look at that last photograph of Jeremiah, the more I wish he could have been a part of Mixed Nuts.
January 9th, 2005 at 11:50 PM
Five days of ONYX, the freedom of the forrest, and solitude in the sticks, all this i already miss and long to do again. those eight who went undoubtedly experienced a change out there, returning to the primative nature of man in the wild. WOW we have to do that again!!!
January 10th, 2005 at 3:47 PM
speaking of mixed nuts…where is my copy you sexy sexy man? marc slipped one up to papa johns over x-mas break and all i have been able to think about since is you in that sheet..
January 10th, 2005 at 5:55 PM
That was a pretty sexy sheet. WRT copies, talk to Brandon. I think he has an extra one. Then again, my brother doesn’t seem to be enjoying his very much. You could steal his if he hasn’t thrown it away.
January 10th, 2005 at 11:01 PM
sounds like a plan, although i am not sure when i will be in town again..uh..i might just call you one night when i am at bretts and make him take me over there cause i needs one…
January 10th, 2005 at 11:07 PM
No, no, no! Don’t call me! I’m not going to give you a copy. You have to steal it from my brother without my knowledge (assuming he still has it) or get one from Bee. My brother is out of town for six days, I think, and his room does not trump itself as revealing (I saw a Victoria’s Secret catalog in a brief examination tho). So, what I am saying is, go ask Bee. If Bee does not have one, ask Robin. If Robin does not have one, beat up Marc. But seriously, I will ask my bro when he gets back if he still wants it. If he still wants to keep it, I cannot service you. I’ll keep you…ho ho…shall we say, posted?
January 11th, 2005 at 7:49 PM
:( why must things be so difficult steve?
January 11th, 2005 at 8:48 PM
You sound like you’re hard…Hard 4 LUV. But I refuse to participate in another printing. Believe it or not, you aren’t the first to ask of more. But, I shall check to see what has becum of the one I bequeethed to my brother — when he gets back.
January 12th, 2005 at 4:38 AM
As relating to the post:
And every morning I would climb out of my stinking bag and then my tent to, "Wow, you look like shit."
I don’t think the camp trip had any positive effect on Sean. I’m glad we shared a tent though.
Oh, them Turklybear’s…
October 16th, 2005 at 2:22 AM
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