Thursday, May 17, 2012

My Brother in Law, Dr. Alcorn

I must use this post to honor my awesome brother-in-law, ( and Native Louisianan) who is the man to call when you are looking to dress up and/or plan for a party. No matter how bizarre the theme, for him no Halloween shall go unrecognized. For as long as I've known him, he has consistently gone above and beyond the call of duty to make a noteworthy costume. I've seen him Saran Wrap himself into a pair of size 8 women's pants for when he dressed as Siegfried; and he once spent a day making a life-sized sting ray out of paper mâché in the garage to accent his Steve Irwin costume. This is also a man that will go to three different grocery stores to make sure he gets the full deal on each of his triple coupons. "They need to pay ME for ketchup," he says.

When he and my sister invited us over for a crawfish boil with some of their friends, I wasn't surprised to find him in the garage in a pair of tie-dyed pants, peeling 10 pounds of garlic and onions in preparation to boil 160lbs of crawfish.


Saturday, May 5, 2012

Instagram Slam

Good Morning!

First off, I have to say that I am so excited, because today marks the first day of our Farmhouse Delivery!! They are supposed to deliver us a bushel of fresh veggies today before 1pm. ...It's 8:35am and I'm already sitting on the couch, waiting to see the truck pull up outside. This is just too exciting for me.

OK, now to real business.

Criticism and all, I like Instagram. Being a photographer, it's usually a relief not to carry around an 8 pound camera, and then worry about uploading and post processing within a reasonable time frame. Instagram is instant and convenient, and I want to show you all of my favorite pictures that I've taken with it over the past year. They are random, but I think you'll like them!


If you want to see more, I'm under brittanyhavican.

Have an absolutely wonderful Saturday!


Thursday, April 26, 2012

Steel Street

Today, my long-time friend Traci came over to visit. In all the years that we've know each other, I can surely say that there has not been a single time when we were together that we didn't take pictures. Even if we were running to the gas station to get cold medicine and Topo Chico, there would be an impromptu photo shoot in the parking lot (probably with the gas station attendant). Because of her, I have an extensive library of photos, both film and digital, documenting each of my bad haircuts and random breakfast buffet plates in small Texas towns. 

Here are some of our afternoon photos, taken in my front yard, the neighbor's back yards, the laundry room and every other little crevasse around my Steel Street complex.