I used to do whole posts showcasing photos from our visits to various antique shops. I still have a lot of unprocessed photos, but some are redundant, some are ho-hum, and some deserve a post of their own.
The latter is the basis for my decision to do a series called “Just Stuff”.
It will be a series of unrelated photos that might have, or might not have been treated with various effects and enhancements. Some are fairly straight forward. Some will take a shot at making people laugh . . . or at least smile.
Basically, they are photos that caught my eye, and I played with them to present and preserve them here. They will also be added to THIS GALLERY in SmugMug as each post is published.
The Photo In This Post
I’m taking a wild guess here, but the majority of my readers are going to say two things with regards to this post.
First: “That’s a crappy photo, Bob!”
Second: “Whiskey Tango Foxtrot is a Goa’uld?!”
First, the above photo leans toward the crappy end of the quality scale . . . but it looked OK on the phone’s screen, so I took only one. Because I took only one, and because I wanted to make the play on the name Goa’uld, I used it.
I could have shown it smaller, and thus hide its imperfections. That’s not me, Bob.
The Goa’uld are a race of parasitic beings (much like Democrats and Republicans) who inhabit human hosts. The resulting creatures are a powerful race bent on galactic conquest and domination, largely without pity, compassion or remorse. Like I said, much like Republicans and Democrats.
If the mood strikes you, it’s not a bad show to watch. Nothing that will change your life, but at times imaginative, at times introspective on the human condition, and usually entertaining.
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