Staring Contest.

What is the difference between Street Art and Graffiti?
A.Intent
B.Skill
C.Placement
D.All of the above

The Almighty Boob Dollar

Money makes the world go ‘round. As such you need a safe place to keep your money. Some people choose a safe deposit box, in between their mattresses or maybe in a coffee can hidden deep in the recesses of the kitchen cabinet next to the canned spinach. The women of the bingo hall are no different. They need for their money to be safe and a purse sitting on the table isn’t exactly Fort Knox when it comes to security. So, the ladies of the bingo hall do what any sensible person would do and they keep their money on them at all times. While many of them choose the logical pant or shirt pocket, a select group of radical free thinkers have found an impregnable fortress that not even the most savvy of pickpockets could ever plunder. The bra. Or as one of the regulars likes to call it, “the commonwealth”, as she dives wrist deep down her shirt searching for that roll of twenties. Every night of the week I collect many a boob-dollar, usually in a clammy, wrinkled state. It was a little disgusting in the beginning, but when you consider the places most of our paper currency has been, a little sweat seems to be the least of my worries and when you work in a tip based business, you’ll take what you can get. That is until I have to start writing about “Crotch Dollars”, then it might be time to find a new career.

Looks like an enterprising individual has found a way to capitalize off of the needs of the security conscious bingo player… The Cleavage Caddy!!! <----- Clicky

Bingo!!!

I work in a bingo hall. It is the single most interesting job I've ever punched the time clock at. Working in the hall can be frustrating like any other job, but the people watching more than makes up for any of the stress involved. Outside the hall most of the customers follow the same rules and societal expectations as the rest of us, inside the hall it's a completely different world with it's own set of rules and expectations. Increasingly, I look at where I work less as a job and more as a series of anthropological observations. I plan to document the odds and ends of working in the bingo hall and write an ongoing series on this blog. I'm still trying to work out a title.... "Inside The Hall" "Tales from The Hall" "BINGO!: The Musical" "The Passion of the Bingo Player"

Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros.

I heard this song for the first time a few nights ago on New Years Eve. I remember asking party hostess Jessica, who we were listening to, but the vodka/wine/beer/tequila had pretty much taken full effect by the point and the band's name was in one ear and out the other. A few days later this little ditty popped up in my head out of nowhere and it would not die. Luckily, Jessica has a tolerance for alcohol that I do not possess, and was able to recall my slurred interest in this song. Moral of the story? Surround yourself with friends who can remember things so you can get some serious drinking done.

Well Balanced Breakfast.

Breakfast of champions? Probably not. Breakfast of bachelors? Much more likely. This is what happens when you have two single dudes living under one roof. Lots of booze, and a little bit of cereal. Not to mention vast amounts of Ramen (not pictured). This is not necessarily a bad thing mind you, because bachelors are the MacGyvers of the culinary world. We take fusion cooking to a whole new level. Have you ever had Rum n' Ramen Surprise? What about Jack and Cheerios Goulash? Now that's YUM-O!

Format change.

Well, it's time for a change. I felt like the photo blog had kind of run it's course. Part of that might have to do with the fact that the blog was called Photo-a-Day and there never actually seemed to be a photo-a-day. While there will still be photographs on the new blog, it will also be a mix bag of writing, observations and just plain internets nonsense. I want to thank all seven of you guys that actually check out this blog and as always, any suggestions and comments are welcome.

Thanks
Tyler