A few more photos from Daye's two-hand touch football game.
For the record, I am not trying to get into sport photography. It's just nice to try your hand at something totally different and walk away with decent results.
ya taking pictures of people moving actually requires TALENT...a fancy DIGITAL camera doesn't mean shit you fucking poser. my sister who interns for Rolling Stone doesn't have half the ego or the bullshit on her fucking blog get.a.life.
Hi. My name is Stephen and I'm going to try to figure out the mindset of the person who wrote the comment above. Actually this comment is so full of fail that it needs a sentence by sentence breakdown.
""ya taking pictures of people moving actually requires TALENT..."
I wasn't sure first off whether to consider this a sentence, a fragment, or in desperate need of a comma. Regardless, "ya" instead of "you" leads the reader into thinking you're asking a question. You're not. You're doing something entirely different. I can't figure it out. I've given up on these nine words. Most importantly, most human subjects DO move. I'm not sure if you've been taking pictures of corpses.
"a fancy DIGITAL camera doesn't mean shit you fucking poser"
First off, your use of all caps on "digital" is retarded, to be polite. If one was to stress a word for emphasis in this sentence it would be shit. Also, there are fancy non-digital cameras that take better photos than digital ones. Fancy cameras DO allow for better photographs of high-speed action (such as sports) because of their ability for higher shutter speeds. Obviously you're not a photographer. Or a writer for that matter.
"my sister who interns for Rolling Stone doesn't have half the ego or the bullshit on her fucking blog"
Excellent. Now we get to the case for her arguement. My sister who interns for Rolling Stone is the end all be all of things photographic. Hold Annie Lebowitz's call please, my hotshot sister photographer knows what it's like to take pictures of moving people because she interns at a magazine that takes pictures of people. Like most magazines. Also, considering Rolling Stone's pictures are taken at concerts nationwide, or in famous photographers studios, your sister probably isn't assisting on any photoshoots at all. You really didn't even clarify if she's a photo intern at Rolling Stone. You made it up, actually.
As for trying to quantify ego or bullshit, I find this amusing. I'm not sure what we'd find on your sister's blog. I'm guessing nothing because as we covered, you made this up last paragraph. If there was something personal on it unrelated to me, I suppose I could label it bullshit or ego as well. Your imaginary sister writing about her imaginary experiences at a rock and roll magazine would be absolutely fascinating to me.
"Today Scott Weiland tried to break into the office. I was busy making coffee for the photo editor when this happened but I heard about it from the folks on the second floor."
Yeah, that's what I'd want to read.
"I am humble. I'd tell you what I'm up to but that would make me egotistical and full of shit. So I planted a flower today. I am meek."
Fuck that. Who wants to read that?
"get.a.life."
Again, you're inability to write has ruined a perfectly acceptable insult. For decades people have said "Get a life" and it was perfectly acceptable. Instead, in lower case glory, you connect the words together with periods, as if it were a telephone number and not a sentence. Emphasis could have been put on a word instead, but you'd probably just stress the wrong word, like "get A life."
In conclusion. You know Natalie. You're jealous. You're an idiot. Everyone one of us who read that comment is dumber for having seen it. I award you no points and may God have mercy on your soul.
Also bullshitter mcgee, where's your blog? Where's your sister's blog?
If you write again, I will ridicule you again. Deal?
Natalie, can you please block your ex's from posting on your blog? He's probably the same hater who voted yes on Prop 8, kicks puppies and wet his bed well into his late teens.
Not my ex. Probably not a "he," either. Think I know who it is and, if so, it's a friend's ex. Fun times.
Was gonna say something to defend myself, but damn guys, you did it for me. I heart all of you. Maybe I will draw pictures of dinosaurs for all y'all...
Hot Damn. I was so ready to tear "anonymous" a new asshole but it looks like Stephen beat me to it. And then some!
While I realize the importance of getting a life, if you are sadly without, leaving hateful anonymous messages on someone else's blog leaves me with only one conclusion. You have no life. Maybe you should start getting one by stepping away from the computer, taking a deep breath, and removing your head from your ass. I know Natalie has plenty of life to go around, but come on. Find your own.
Trust me, I'm a scientist. When I reach a conclusion, it is founded on sound evidence.
You know, there just aren't enough opportunities in life to call someone a cunt, so thanks to anonymous for allowing me to point out what a little cunt you are. Seroiously. Did you run out of money for your therapist? We can take up donations for the Paxil if you need it.
I gave up leaving you nasty comments a while ago. The last comment I left was on your dress. And, I wasn't going to comment again, but I saw tons of comments on this picture, and then realized I had been blamed for the initial comment. This was not me. Clearly your friends love you and would kick the shit out of this person if they heckled you at a concert. So, at least you know now that you have a full on posse to protect you.
Sorry Leann. But you can't really blame me for jumping to conclusions, considering some of the comments that you've left in the past.
Looks like I've got more than one hater. Sweet.
For the record (and this is addressed to everyone) - this is my blog. My PERSONAL blog. I make no money off of it, therefore I feel free to post whatever I damn well please. If you don't like it, don't fucking read it. It's that simple. Why waste my time (and yours) with stupid bullshit hate comments? I've got better things to do. So should you.
I'm a multidimensional character playing myself in the script I wrote about my life. Talk to me about music, books, photography, art, science, politics. Chances are if it sparks your interest, it'll spark mine too. Learning is fun, and I'm not at all insecure about my intelligence. If you know more than me about something (and you probably do), feel free to enlighten me. Thoughts are what make life interesting.
ya taking pictures of people moving actually requires TALENT...a fancy DIGITAL camera doesn't mean shit you fucking poser. my sister who interns for Rolling Stone doesn't have half the ego or the bullshit on her fucking blog
ReplyDeleteget.a.life.
Yeah Natalie. Dammit. How dare you accept unsolicited attention when NOBODY. LOVES. ME. YET.
ReplyDeleteHow inconsiderate are you? Must be a Pennsylvania thing. First F. Murray Abraham and now this.
Hi. My name is Stephen and I'm going to try to figure out the mindset of the person who wrote the comment above. Actually this comment is so full of fail that it needs a sentence by sentence breakdown.
ReplyDelete""ya taking pictures of people moving actually requires TALENT..."
I wasn't sure first off whether to consider this a sentence, a fragment, or in desperate need of a comma. Regardless, "ya" instead of "you" leads the reader into thinking you're asking a question. You're not. You're doing something entirely different. I can't figure it out. I've given up on these nine words. Most importantly, most human subjects DO move. I'm not sure if you've been taking pictures of corpses.
"a fancy DIGITAL camera doesn't mean shit you fucking poser"
First off, your use of all caps on "digital" is retarded, to be polite. If one was to stress a word for emphasis in this sentence it would be shit. Also, there are fancy non-digital cameras that take better photos than digital ones. Fancy cameras DO allow for better photographs of high-speed action (such as sports) because of their ability for higher shutter speeds. Obviously you're not a photographer. Or a writer for that matter.
"my sister who interns for Rolling Stone doesn't have half the ego or the bullshit on her fucking blog"
Excellent. Now we get to the case for her arguement. My sister who interns for Rolling Stone is the end all be all of things photographic. Hold Annie Lebowitz's call please, my hotshot sister photographer knows what it's like to take pictures of moving people because she interns at a magazine that takes pictures of people. Like most magazines. Also, considering Rolling Stone's pictures are taken at concerts nationwide, or in famous photographers studios, your sister probably isn't assisting on any photoshoots at all. You really didn't even clarify if she's a photo intern at Rolling Stone. You made it up, actually.
As for trying to quantify ego or bullshit, I find this amusing. I'm not sure what we'd find on your sister's blog. I'm guessing nothing because as we covered, you made this up last paragraph. If there was something personal on it unrelated to me, I suppose I could label it bullshit or ego as well. Your imaginary sister writing about her imaginary experiences at a rock and roll magazine would be absolutely fascinating to me.
"Today Scott Weiland tried to break into the office. I was busy making coffee for the photo editor when this happened but I heard about it from the folks on the second floor."
Yeah, that's what I'd want to read.
"I am humble. I'd tell you what I'm up to but that would make me egotistical and full of shit. So I planted a flower today. I am meek."
Fuck that. Who wants to read that?
"get.a.life."
Again, you're inability to write has ruined a perfectly acceptable insult. For decades people have said "Get a life" and it was perfectly acceptable. Instead, in lower case glory, you connect the words together with periods, as if it were a telephone number and not a sentence. Emphasis could have been put on a word instead, but you'd probably just stress the wrong word, like "get A life."
In conclusion. You know Natalie. You're jealous. You're an idiot. Everyone one of us who read that comment is dumber for having seen it. I award you no points and may God have mercy on your soul.
Also bullshitter mcgee, where's your blog? Where's your sister's blog?
If you write again, I will ridicule you again. Deal?
All I know is that the guys in those photos have some serious game. Damn.
ReplyDeleteNatalie, can you please block your ex's from posting on your blog? He's probably the same hater who voted yes on Prop 8, kicks puppies and wet his bed well into his late teens.
ReplyDeleteNot my ex. Probably not a "he," either. Think I know who it is and, if so, it's a friend's ex. Fun times.
ReplyDeleteWas gonna say something to defend myself, but damn guys, you did it for me. I heart all of you. Maybe I will draw pictures of dinosaurs for all y'all...
I mean that really escalated quickly.
ReplyDeleteTo be fair, I was bored at work. I shoot fish in barrels.
ReplyDeleteThat might have been waterboarding fish in a barrel. Or would that be airboarding?
ReplyDeleteHot Damn. I was so ready to tear "anonymous" a new asshole but it looks like Stephen beat me to it. And then some!
ReplyDeleteWhile I realize the importance of getting a life, if you are sadly without, leaving hateful anonymous messages on someone else's blog leaves me with only one conclusion. You have no life. Maybe you should start getting one by stepping away from the computer, taking a deep breath, and removing your head from your ass. I know Natalie has plenty of life to go around, but come on. Find your own.
Trust me, I'm a scientist. When I reach a conclusion, it is founded on sound evidence.
You know, there just aren't enough opportunities in life to call someone a cunt, so thanks to anonymous for allowing me to point out what a little cunt you are. Seroiously. Did you run out of money for your therapist? We can take up donations for the Paxil if you need it.
ReplyDeletehere's to kallao!
ReplyDeleteHey Natalie,
ReplyDeleteI gave up leaving you nasty comments a while ago. The last comment I left was on your dress. And, I wasn't going to comment again, but I saw tons of comments on this picture, and then realized I had been blamed for the initial comment. This was not me. Clearly your friends love you and would kick the shit out of this person if they heckled you at a concert. So, at least you know now that you have a full on posse to protect you.
-Leann
Sorry Leann. But you can't really blame me for jumping to conclusions, considering some of the comments that you've left in the past.
ReplyDeleteLooks like I've got more than one hater. Sweet.
For the record (and this is addressed to everyone) - this is my blog. My PERSONAL blog. I make no money off of it, therefore I feel free to post whatever I damn well please. If you don't like it, don't fucking read it. It's that simple. Why waste my time (and yours) with stupid bullshit hate comments? I've got better things to do. So should you.