October retrospective

I have very little to say other than I cannot wait for this project to be over. I think that it really has helped me improve my photography, but now I've gone past the usefulness and have descended into sloppiness. Each day I think, "Ugh. I really have to get a picture now?" Once the clocks are turned back, it'll be even worse since there'll be no hope of catching daylight before I leave my office. But I will persevere, because who wants to be a quitter?

Oh yeah. There was a lot of orange this month. Not intentional, but appropriate for the Halloween month!

304/365: A spooktastic Halloween ride

303/365: House wine

302/265: The imitator

301/365: A UFO in Hancock Harbor

Hancock Harbor is a tiny, hidden marina in the backcountry of New Jersey on the Delaware Bay. Here's the backstory.

300/365: Fire dancers

299/365: A bright spot

Orange seems to be a common theme this week.

298/365: Trik or Treet

297/365: A close friend of the Lizardman

Who knew that pumpkins were into body modification?

296/365: Inside/Outside

295/365: Orange is the color of safety

294/365: Pimp my ride

Today was the Tour de Bronx, a 25-mile ride through many neighborhoods in the Bronx. It was probably almost 80 degrees at the height of the day. Unbelievable.

293/365: Calling canine alcoholics

292/365: Everything is subject to branding

291/365: Surplus

When you go to the CSA pickup 15 minutes before it's over, they let you take as much as you want. I might have gone overboard on the potatoes and carrots.

290/365: You tell 'im, yo

289/365: All night I've been your slave

288/365: Let's stop using plastic bags

287/365: Sentry

286/365: Ace of Cakes

The lovely grad students who drove me back to my hotel tonight were very sweet about letting me stop and take a picture when we passed Charm City Cakes and I mentioned that I really like this show.

285/365: I have already crushed your head

284/365: Crowd surge in Times Square

Since I don't usually take the subway during the day, I don't know if this is normal or not, but it was kind of scary getting caught in this crowd.

283/365: Sealing the deal

282/365: You break my neat-freak heart

This is the back of my desk. Unfortunately, because I positioned my desk so that incoming people cannot see the screen, this is the first thing you see upon entering my office. It visually assaults me every day.

281/365: A Random Act of Kindness

I was very pleasantly surprised when my friend randomly gave me this bag the other day. "I was in this store when I saw this, and I thought about you!" she said. It's not exactly the cheapest thing in the world, so I was really taken aback. I don't think anyone's ever done that for me before.

280/365: Ghosts at the Encampment

Taken as part of Open House New York at The Encampment.

279/365: A present for you

This weekend is Open House New York. This photo was taken at Tom Otterness's studio. Otterness's cartoon sculptures are a crowd-pleasing type of public art, though a careful look at many of his characters reveals sharp social criticism.

More images from Open House New York on Saturday. (Another particular favorite was this doormat from the Creative Time installation at Essex Market.)

278/365: Waiting is a lonely task

277/365: Google must be so proud

And maybe Ron Paul too.

276/365: Does anyone even use these anymore?

275/365: Smile! You're on Candid Camera!

274/365: Damn right, baby

Super G fought the law and he won. This envelope contained a reimbursement check for the bail that he posted for a bogus crossing the double yellow line charge when we were leaving Yosemite in July. He wrote a nice Trial by Declaration letter to the county of Mariposa explaining that they couldn't possibly uphold this charge because there was no objective proof that he'd actually crossed the line. And today we were reimbursed the $148 for the ticket.