going hunting for pictures on my external hard drive always takes 94 times longer than i think it will because my external hard drive is basically a giant, folder-less black hole into which i toss pictures of everything from synth cat here:
to pictures of east 88th street and york ave:
first, i feel like i need to explain synth cat. and i honestly can't tell you where this picture came from or why i have it other than the fact that i really like moog synthesizers and maybe i thought this jpeg would make a funny t-shirt. you're scared now; i get it.
but can i tell you how glad i am that i took these pictures of my little corner of nyc? especially while it was uncharacteristically sparkling clean? since those pictures were taken back in '09, our belongings have bred like rabbits to the point where i can't even remember how in the world we weren't living like hoarders in that joint. in these pictures i am doing a really good job of pretending to be organized. i need more order in my life. i should start with the hard drive (bad news for you, kitty).