Auguste Rodin

This is a sculpture-portrait of Auguste Rodin by Emile-Antoine Bourdelle (1910).

Crescent Moon

Not the best picture, but can't you just imagine that little boy casting his fishing line?

Is that a squirrel?

Above is one of the pictures I took when we were at the top of Hoover tower (at 180mm; not even full zoom). Later that night I decided to play the "Can I read the license plate like they do on TV" game. Sadly, I could not, but I noticed something very interesting:

Look at the picture above... What is that in front of their passenger side front tire? Futhermore, why is the balding guy looking at it? ... and ... What is the passenger looking at?

My theory? A squirrel ran under the car. Either that, or maybe a dead tree branch. At first I thought it was someone's head, but I think we're safe there...

What kind of heron is this?

The last few nights there has been a heron convention on the lawn behind our apartment. Specifically, a few nights ago, my wife counted nine spread around the lawn.

I stuck the camera on a tripod and took some photos (this one is through a chain link fence) but not too many came out because the light was so low I couldn't even focus very well manually. So, if anyone knows what kind this is, let me know. I feel like it isn't a great blue heron because they didn't seem very large.

Beefcake

Currently, the only photo exhibit on display at the Cantor Arts Center is:

Beefcake
The Physique Photography of Dave Martin

Without going into much detail, lets just say that it features well-muscled young men and their genitalia. Still, I checked it out, although it was a struggle to see the merit of the portraits beyond, the, you know. I'll be honest, I was a bit uneasy.

I got two really funny things out of the visit though. First, while I was in there, alone, with a camera (yeah, that had to look a little suspicious) I heard a young female voice in the hall say:

Mom! Don't go in there, that's the most disgusting room I've ever seen!

Well, of course, what do I see next but a middle-aged woman sticking her head around the corner and take a long look. I smiled at her, she smiled at me, and then she reluctantly followed her daughter.

Also interesting was the comment book that was left in the room. The idea was to leave comments for the curators of the museum (which probably gave them some real feedback about including an exhibit that had a warning on the door). One particular page jumped out, reproduced below.

The one in the center cracked me up most of all. "Very educational" and then signing it "Jenae/virgin"... why exactly is the /virgin necessary? Is it a badge of honor or a sign that she got a lot out of the visit?