Its gonna be… a bright, sunshine-y day…

So twice five miles of fertile ground
With walls and towers were girdled round :
And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills,
Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree ;
And here were forests ancient as the hills,
Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.

Today was a beautiful day, the sort of sun-shiney summer day where waves of grass are tickled by a crisp breeze, fluffy white clouds loft lazily amongst jet streams far up in a soaring blue sky and various nubile people lounge about on terraces wearing very little clothing. I know this because I had a wonderful view through the window of the library where I worked for the entire day. *blech*
However, I was determined to take some small advantage of this wonderful day, and so when my friend Yu Jia showed up, I elected to take an “extended lunch”. Actually, she requested I take some photos of her to send to her mother back home, and being the good friend that I am, I agreed, mainly due to the fact that nothing delights me more than pretending to be a french fashion photographer in public, exclaiming things like “Oui! Oui! Zees is pah-fect! Zat is so boo-tiful! It is so very, tres’ tres’ belle! Zat pose is, how you say, ‘magnifique’..!? ”
(and people wonder why my friends are embarrassed to be seen in public with me….)
Unfortunately, I am not a very talented photographer (unlike other people…) so the results turned out less like a fashion shoot for ID magazine and more like a bad day on the set of the spring J.Crew catalogue:
A. Stretch cotton pique short-sleeve polo: $24.00
B. Summer-weight capri chino: $49.50 sale $38.99
Have you ever noticed how people in the J.Crew catalogs always seem so unneccessarily happy? Why is that? As if wearing a poplin shirt or seersucker beach comber pants was all that was required to ensure joy, bliss and eternal happiness, manifested by various artifically contorted “action poses”. For example:
I studied long and hard to get this pose down…
But what fun is taking pictures if you don’t get to see some sort of quirky kitsch-y object that painfully reminds you of the fact that you live in Wisconsin? (As an aside – I was talking to my friend Kuniko the other day when she inquired “Why is that whenever someone is being portrayed as coming from the countryside [in american movies] they are always supposed to be from Wisconsin?”; Weeping silently inside, all I could do was shake my head and reply “I don’t know… I just don’t know…”) As if ordained by providence, all of a sudden out of nowhere:
Yes, that is a cow-patterned boat. You may begin to laugh now.
Uhmmm… yeah. So a cow-boat. I suppose about the only thing stranger would be a gigantic hot-dog shaped car. Oh wait – we have that here too (Oscar-Meyer headquarters located just a few miles from campus…). *rolls eyes* The odd thing is, the people on the U.S.S. Cowboat really looked like they were having fun…! At least it would’t be too hard to misplace…?
Now listening to: “Toby Lee Connor – Follow The Sun (silverblue remix)” (Appropriate cow-boat-watching tune, you see)
12:37 am

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