On Saturday, after I finished taking seven poops, timed approximately fifteen minutes apart, I went to the photo lab to do some printing for fun. Yes, after the hours and hours of tedium interspersed with minutes of raging uncontrollable anger making prints from my negatives, I went back of my own accord to print things.
I assure you that it looks a little nicer as an 8x10 print.
Here is Paul looking not very much like his usual Paulasaurus self. We got up one morning to photograph the length of Hennipen. You can find his pictures on his site. They are tremendous. Paul doesn’t know it, but secretly he is one of my best friends.