What About Bob: I don't know very much, really, except he's a fun guy and he sits in the cubicle across from me. He doesn't like to be photographed. While at a restaurant with my co-workers, he happened to sit between two windows with really diffuse, broad light-- providing perfect conditions for these impromptu portraits.

Hope This Thing Is Waterproof: Buckingham Fountain, apparently jealous of the attention that Yosemite's Old Faithful receives every August, spews a 150 foot high ribbon of sewer water on a crowd of hundreds during the Venetian Festival of Lights.
A clear division: the adults scrambled for cover; the children, as seen here, enthusiastically embraced the unexpected downpour.

Cheese Danish: Said affectionately, of course, since my friend Dane has moved to Wisconsin. More images shot through the eye o' the fish; the lens was new then, and hadn't reached cliche status in my mind just yet. Probably not of much interest to you, unless you know him. Even then, the chances are marginal.

The View From My Cube: I work on the top floor of a three-floor building. There is a long, expansive bank of windows on the wall behind me that features a beautiful view of downtown Chicago, completely obscured by the six-foot tall, grey-green cloth-covered partitions that imprison my spirit during the daylight hours.

Something's Fishy: ...it's the lens. You'll understand why they call it a fisheye lens when you see these pictures. People I know, brutally transformed into virtual cartoon characters by the power of my camera. Mwuhahaaaha.