The Weasel will probably agree that the assignments we shot on Monday were better than the day she and Bubba came with me to shoot a dead man discovered on the highway shoulder or the pedestrian wrapped around the grille of a truck. Good times.
Here are a couple pix that the Weasel and I snapped while she rode shotgun with me to work on Monday. She was out of work and decided that riding along with her old man was better than sitting home on the couch. We met a woman with one leg that ski races, hikes, plays volleyball, jogs and generally kicks butt...with only her left foot of course. We also attended a rally to try and keep the Salt Lake redevelopment agency from evicting low-income residents of a downtown hotel so that the building can be turned into high-priced condos. We shot a protest by a group of very narrow-minded individuals who want to pass legislation that would fund a program that exported gay people from Utah. The gay individuals get to pick the state they're exported to. How kind. It turned out to be a sick joke. Not funny.
Hope everyone's healthy and happy. Todd, squeeze Feckles, Mouse and Chuck for my. Scott, squeeze the Duck, the Goose and Ms. Daphne for me.
Adios
KJ
1 comment:
Jamie, you have the coolest dad ever! AND you look so BEAUTIFUL! Riley often goes to work with Todd and helps file the files. What lucky girls you are :)
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