According to the Ol' Iphone
Or, as someone on Twitter astutely observed, "You can just call it a phone. People won't get confused."
Sometimes I feel that I'm operating under the mentality that if I don't take a picture of something or at least tell someone about it, it didn't happen.
I mean, if no one knows you did it, did you really?
Obviously, our generation is already prone to over-documenting every little thing, and maybe this blog isn't helping any, but I also try not to be too over-eager on the instagrams and Facebook updates, because not only do most people not really care, but does that one person from 7th grade or your former co-worker from three summers ago really need to know about what you ate for dinner, how your bruise looks, or the current state of your UTI?
Prolly not.
And so, in complete contradiction of everything I just said above there, here are a few lost and forgotten masterpieces of high quality photography you won't regret seeing.
Finally (FINALLY!) updated the bedding in my old Tennessee bedroom.
Too bad I don't actually live there anymore.
Matching date to "The Nutcracker"
Relying on my mobile device for emotional validation
Christmas music fireside -- cute, right?
Looking blue with the bro
Aren't these pa-j's adorabe? GIFTED!
And that's what $26 will get you the day after Christmas
Keeping our game of Funnybone strictly G-rated
Watch that gaze, Sir Topham Hatt!
Typical.
"Les oeufs verts au jambon" en francais!
Sometimes I feel that I'm operating under the mentality that if I don't take a picture of something or at least tell someone about it, it didn't happen.
I mean, if no one knows you did it, did you really?
Obviously, our generation is already prone to over-documenting every little thing, and maybe this blog isn't helping any, but I also try not to be too over-eager on the instagrams and Facebook updates, because not only do most people not really care, but does that one person from 7th grade or your former co-worker from three summers ago really need to know about what you ate for dinner, how your bruise looks, or the current state of your UTI?
Prolly not.
And so, in complete contradiction of everything I just said above there, here are a few lost and forgotten masterpieces of high quality photography you won't regret seeing.
Finally (FINALLY!) updated the bedding in my old Tennessee bedroom.
Too bad I don't actually live there anymore.
Matching date to "The Nutcracker"
Relying on my mobile device for emotional validation
Christmas music fireside -- cute, right?
Looking blue with the bro
Aren't these pa-j's adorabe? GIFTED!
And that's what $26 will get you the day after Christmas
Keeping our game of Funnybone strictly G-rated
Watch that gaze, Sir Topham Hatt!
Typical.
"Les oeufs verts au jambon" en francais!
(Spoiler alert: it doesn't all rhyme)
Oh, look! Just what Gilbert needs. Life-size farm murals.
And now I'll let these guys take us out.
(Brandon's posing!)
"We can't jump off bridges anymore because our iPhones will get ruined. We can't take skinny dips in the ocean, because there's no service on the beach and adventures aren't real unless they're on Instagram. Technology has doomed the spontaneity of adventure and we're helping destroy it every time we Google, check-in, and hashtag."
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