Dirty! It’s Wednesdog



As long as there are no submissions, Talulah gets top billing.

It’s been such wonky weather around here. Usually in January, Talulah runs across snow or brutally hard ground.

This week has been unseasonably warm. Yesterday I ran in shorts and a t-shirt.

And we’ve had a crapload of rain. So the ground is mushy and sopping wet.

I’m afraid this photo doesn’t give the muddiness justice. She was covered in black mud. I had to give her a bath.

So give three cheers for Talulah and Wednesdog.

She’s a dirty mess.

Betty Bowers sings the hits

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Jesus told His followers to give all their money to the poor. (Mark 10:21-23) Of course, that would make His followers poor. So someone would have to give it all back to them. Conservative Christians skip a step and just keep it.

Read the article she links to here.

Edit: I found more on this post at Joe My God. It’s a response by a Christian blogger. Check it here.

Dumbass democrats calling whiteys “crackers”

How dare democrats like Karen Finney call out the Grand Old Party for their uncanny attention to whiteness and old white dudes.

It’s a travesty!

On MSNBC she said:

FINNEY: And point being –we saw in droves, you know, the Latino community moving over to the Democratic Party largely because of the tone. You have even Republicans in the Republican Party who are Latino just disgusted with the tone. So, these guys have to be very, very careful. The other thing that these guys know is that those, you know, crazy crackers on the right, like if they start with their very hateful language, that is going to kill them in the same way that they learned at their little retreat that let’s not talk about rape.

She should have said “fucking crackers.”

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Jesus Christ Posed … I shot Soundgarden last night

Last night, I photographed Soundgarden at Riviera theater in Chicago.

It was one of the best experiences I’ve had shooting a band. Good light. It was a band I’ve loved since I was a teenager. The stage was low.

At one point, another photographer wearing a Detroit Tigers hat was standing next to me. The Ben Shepard, the bass player, walked all the way across the stage, tapped the guy on the Tigers hat, gave him a thumbs up and fist bumped him … explosion hand and all.

I slapped him on the shoulder and said, “He just fucking fist bumped you, dude!”

More of my photos will appear in Time Out Chicago (link to come). The shot I posted last night is killing me. I didn’t get Chris Cornell’s feet in, because I was so excited to get that band formation.

But all in all, it’s one of my favorites. I got some great closeups of him too.

More to come.