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Merry Christmas.

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Strangely sunny Vancouver.

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Private Property. Keep off the grass.

17-12-20

Still sick. Forced a short walk. So much space in this photo.

17-12-19

Home. I'm sick and it's snowing. Didn't get past the back door to take a photo.

17-12-18

17-12-17

Milky orange vinyl goodness. Miss Doiron is back with Julie & The Wrong Guys.

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It's in the details.

17-12-13

Ever get the feeling of deja vu?

17-12-12

Toofer. 2/

17-12-11

It's lovely to see some sun these days. And a bonus when a building across a vacant lot rips it out of the sky and throws it at me.

17-12-10

Lion's Gate. Paid for by the Guiness family. Apparently they bought a whole mess of cheap land in West Vancouver and then built the bridge and then sold the newly accessible land in West Vancouver at a premium.

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Foggy Vancouver

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Homework. Newton's 3 Laws.

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17-12-3

Vancouver Real Estate.

17-12-2

Stawamus Chief. Second peak. Leg killer. It was about the journey.

17-12-1

Dave moves to Japan in a few months. Today was his last day at work.

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Sometimes you just put your water bottle under the hand sanitizer spout and load it up with alcohol. Sometimes you just steal it from the drugstore, or hospital. Sometimes you mix it with what you have.

Sometimes.

Sometimes daily you execute the same temporary measures. Daily.

17-11-28

Home.

17-11-27

Vices. In black and white.

17-11-26

Mark Twain

I don't know a lot of things.

And I've said it before, my favourite quote from Mark Twain is; “I was gratified to be able to answer promptly, and I did. I said I didn’t know.” (First delivered to me by a lovely person in the form of a post card with a photograph of Christo's umbrellas on the front of it)

I also know a lot of things, and I learn more every day. But before I get too deep into this, before this begins to sound like some sort of religious enlightenment, what I'm frustrated with today, amongst other things, is that Blogger likes to destroy the photographs I upload with some sort of filter or compression or something. This, with all the green and red artifacts and noise, is supposed to look like this. Strangely, Flickr, a photo sharing website, does the same thing, filling the photo with green and red artifacts. Look at the pillow, it's a hot mess.

I don't know what to do about that, other than to switch sites?

I don't know.

I mean, WTF Flickr, you're a photo sharing site. Why would you mess with the resolution of an uploaded photograph?

I like this Blogger format. It's been easy. And I tried looking at other formats some time ago, but they all left something to be desired, and it's nice to keep everything in one place, and ten years of photographs is hard if not impossible to migrate.

So. I begin to look again.

I'm not looking for a new phone, or a house in the suburbs, or a 3D television. Taking a photo a day is a simple thing, a good thing, and it would be nice to post that photo in its true form. It's a simple, honest thing that makes me happy. It's therapy. It's a document. It's 18 years of Jamie Livingston's life. (I never thought I'd get half as far as he did, but I did...)

There's a lot of things I need to sort out. And somehow a photo site that very few people look at is a priority. And then other things. Starting with the easy things makes sense. Probably.

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Scenes from a hotel. Part 2.

17-11-23