Las Vegas, 2017

Here are a few older photos from my collection in 2017. Did I ever tell you that after my third and final divorce, I deleted gigs of photography taken during that marriage? That is five years of photography. Why? Pain. Anger, Anguish. Sorrow. And some of those feelings are still with me today regardless of my certainly making some stupid choices. In retrospect, I am actually grateful to be a single man again. It’s wonderful to have full control over each area of my life.

Fuel Ripoff: The Price Of Travel

My truck was about 1/3 down from full. Check out that ludicrous fuel price! $29.00 for 7.5 gallons of 87 octane. Back in the day, the cost for 7.5 gallons would have been $7 dollars or less. So who to thank? Your idiots in WashinKton, and those wonderful tree hugger groups. We are subject to OPEC oil prices today. Fuel is also more costly in Las Vegas too.

Different Places And Times

This is a little medley of times and places in my life. The Pontiac sign is at my dad’s mancave in Michigan, the dog with the meme was taken in the driveway where I lived in Michigan. Both photos are several years old. The donkey photo and the Joshua tree photos are from around two years ago west of Las Vegas.

That groovy color swirl is actually the glass block window in my kitchen, who uses glass blocks these days? The photo of my backyard is about two years old as the African Sumac tree is still in the backyard. I despised that messy tree! There’s a Sago Palm there now. Time just keeps on rolling along, doesn’t it?