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aaron and gabes xmas party

This was some saturday night, when we’d either ridden bikes or some one else was driving, and I let myself get comepletely smashed. Not hard at the Hilo. I love these people, and I love good loud rock music. It feels excessively sentimental, but if I can’t be that way on my second to last day in town, when can I? <div class=”center”> <img src=’https://images.matt.pictures/mostly_i_do_this_for_love/612/0001.jpg’ /> <img src=’https://images.matt.pictures/mostly_i_do_this_for_love/612/0002.jpg’ /> <img src=’https://images.matt.pictures/mostly_i_do_this_for_love/612/0003.jpg’ /> <img src=’https://images.matt.pictures/mostly_i_do_this_for_love/612/0004.jpg’ /> <img src=’https://images.matt.pictures/mostly_i_do_this_for_love/612/0005.jpg’ /> </div>

And if the stars are right, and if you offer me some money, I’ll take pictures for you. The money has become less optional as my time gets more scarce. It has to be really good to entice me away from all the slacking off I do. Email me if you’re interested, I’ll send you a quote. This was a really crazy sort of shoot, no planning other than being in a decent location at the right time of day. If you’ve shot kids you know they can be somewhat flighty; after about 20 minutes of shooting, both my nerves and Katie’s (the mother, in photo 3) were shot. Sometimes the best plan is no plan, and I did get some decent pictures. <div class=”center”> <img src=’https://images.matt.pictures/if_you_ask_me_very_nicely/613/0001.jpg’ /> <img src=’https://images.matt.pictures/if_you_ask_me_very_nicely/613/0002.jpg’ /> <img src=’https://images.matt.pictures/if_you_ask_me_very_nicely/613/0003.jpg’ /> <img src=’https://images.matt.pictures/if_you_ask_me_very_nicely/613/0004.jpg’ /> </div>

These were all from Sophie’s (and my) friend Lindsay’s Birthday party. We all got really drunk; Sophie and I walked and took cabs, and I think mot everybody else did the same. Which was a good thing, because for the latter half of the evening, a majority of the party was blacked out. No, not me; I wasn’t trying to kill any more brain cells than I already have. If I keep doing these posts in pairs, I might get caught up to the present just before I have to go to Tahoe and get three weeks behind again (A week in Tahoe, a weekend to move, a couple weeks to find an apartment/adjust to life in SF). That’s the way the pan flashes. <div class=”center”> <img src=’https://images.matt.pictures/lindsay’s_birthday/614/0002.jpg’ /> <img src=’https://images.matt.pictures/lindsay’s_birthday/614/0001.jpg’ /> <img src=’https://images.matt.pictures/lindsay’s_birthday/614/0003.jpg’ /> <img src=’https://images.matt.pictures/lindsay’s_birthday/614/0004.jpg’ /> </div>