Month: December 2006

There is a song, by a band from England called ‘The Beatles‘, that is called Julia. It is a perfectly lovely song. The song makes me feel happy inside. In much the same way that our time together with Julia this past week was perfectly lovely, and how the supersweetsampleseniorsnaps that are only a few short words away make me feel happy inside too! Something about the name.

If you haven’t heard the song before, you should check it out. It’s on the White Album. If you haven’t had the goodgollygreatgoshalmighty pleasure of meeting the one and only, the every lovely Julia, you should check out ‘the blog’ at Otis & James. Wait…you’re already here. Then you should just forrage your way through these next few words and at the end there will be a reward of pics!

Hooray for rewards!

MuchLove to Julia for giving us a little bit of her time, and to all of my peeps that are out there in the land of blog just waiting for another post – Enjoy!

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There was a time and a space, that had a name attached to it, perhaps it was Sunday, or Monday, or possibly even Tuesday, it might even have been Klerptenday, or perhaps even Sandwichday…I don’t know…I’m not sure…I try…but the fog that surrounds my brain prevents me from fully understanding, knowing, accepting, buying, begging, borrowing (in much the same way that I am borrowing from P. Floyd currently), or stealing the details, the specifics, the minutia of the moment from the place in history that they occupy…the solid space that they occupy, the non-malleable from whence I seek to change, but always run into the fact that this which I sought to change can not be, and that which I aim to keep will continually change, but this is not our concern, what we have come here for today is not a discourse on the what’s why’s and where’s that make up the moments, but instead we need to change our focus, and please pardon what could be considered to be the lamest of all photographic jokes, because I promise you, I swear to you that I would not do that to you; I would not subject the faithful of the blog to punnery so awful, for I know that you are brighter, wiser, sharper and cleaner than all the rest, and there is no need for me to patronize you with such lamery, which, may or may not be a word, but this is not a concern for me either, as these words have become malleable to me as well, they should be alive, and not afraid of change by he that calls himself Otis of James, or perhaps Otis of Blog, or Otis of Shoreview…I will leave that open for your choosing, as any, none or all will be fine with me, but…the reason why we are here could, might, and should be the grand question we are all asking, and are never really able to answer, except for today, because the reason we are here if for Alicia!

The doors of the FunCenter opened up, and she bounded into our lives! Our time with her was splending and all too fleeting, and we would like to thank her for giving a little bit of her sweet and prescious time to the Keepers of the Fun (KOF) – that’s us – and to all of you out there in the land of blog – Enjoy!

I’m just gonna come right out and say it.

I’ve had enough of all this tom-foolery (not sure about that expression, but I’m going to stick with it), and I’m just gonna be honest.

Seriously, I don’t think we need to beat around the bush (again, unsure, but going to remain true to it) on this one.

I mean, why dilute the pureness of the truth with a bunch of phooey (where am I getting these epxressions from? It’s like I’m becoming the embodiment of bad 1950’s speak)?

You know, I’ve had enough, and I’m just gonna say it.

I know. I know what you’re thinking. You’re thinking, ‘Do you even understand what you are saying?’ – and the answer is yes. In fact, I fully understand what it is that I am saying, and what it is that I am about to say.

Heidi. You owned this shoot.

Straight.

Up.

No phooey, no foolery, none of that stuff. Nothing but truth here. I wish that every day could be Heidi day in the FunCenter, but alas, we can only dream of being so lucky. I thought that Sistah J had set the bar high…but dude…you blazed your own path. Bar. Set. Higher.

MuchLove to you and your assistant for taking a little bit of Heidi time and making it into o&j time! Thank you for the Walrus, and thank you for pouched shirts and sad puppies. Now, to Heidi, and to my faithful of the the blog…prepare ye to – Enjoy!