Where have you been?

...but this is now too much work so I'll be bowing out for good. I'll leave this up but will no longer be making any more posts. Thanks for looking and I hope you enjoy the photos...

Yep, it really is that beautiful in Fall. Summer was pretty darn nice too! This is at one of the local ponds associated with a park. There is abundant water around so many ponds, small lakes, and a few rivers to boot.


My first view of my future work parking lot. The building is completely invisible from the street as are the parking lots.


I was pretty excited about the big houses in the town but now we are even more excited about the big houses out in the countryside. Hopefully in another month I'll be able to post pictures of what will be our future home. Some people haven't gotten the message that during a housing bust period of high unemployment and critically limited spending that house prices go down. Guess it is a hard lesson.

...in a number of ways. Since moving from England to Poland I made a quick visit back home to California and more recently moved to Connecticut where we are still located. Old friends have gone in place of new friends as have old habits for new. The earrings have gone in place of a tongue ring that is really not that new, got it in 2000, but is still makes people uncomfortable. Finally got that tattoo I always wanted and now I think every time I go to Poland I am getting another one. Trying for kids which probably won't chance much and we are making offers on various houses. Moving on now to more recent photos we'll begin to focus on what exactly Connecticut looks like what they've got here.

Hope you all enjoy.

After being tossed like a salad I quickly grabbed this upscale apartment. It was only a month to month affair which turned out good because much better options quickly came up. This was a four bedroom affair with all of the renters completely independent and more or less isolated. There was one lovely French woman and a British guy who was there every third weekend. The last renter was kind of a dick but fortunately he stayed out of my way for the 2 months I lived there.

As mentioned previously all five of us were unceremoniously kicked out shortly before Christmas. Fortunately we were able to get across the untenable position the owner was putting us under by providing such short notice at the holiday season and we forced a bit of a respite. We all went our separate ways eventually but not before the owner could bring in "muscle" to drop the hint once again he wanted us out. I moved briefly into the place shown above. It was nice, and nice and expensive but I was only there until a much better opportunity came about.

Our Latvian roommate could fix pretty much anything. He is very technically skilled and incredibly patient. Fridges, ovens, cars, and mopeds. Nothing was a problem.


Naturally this talent required space to tear things apart and that ended up being our back yard. These show his 250cc moped in the "pre" condition.

Our flat was a 5/6 bedroom monstrosity. I've already been through some of the pictures, including our funky TV room and our messy ass kitchen. You can access those pictures by clicking on the Cambridge link in the Label column down to the right. All of the posts labeled with Cambridge will be shown.



I was living in what used to be the garage in a huge pink room. It must have been a girls room at one point, I can't see any reason for such a hot pink color. Fortunately it was quite roomy and had plenty of book shelves.

Our other full time roommate was this lovely lady from Jamaica. She was good fun but a bit messy. Not sure where she ended up after we got kicked out but I had enough to deal with myself so I never followed up.

At Chapman court there was a range of people - all pretty cool and from funky places, at least to an American. Above was our part time roommate from Lithuania. He was in and out quick but I continued to see him on a regular basis as he was buddies with my two other roommates with whom I am still in contact.


My clubbing friend here is also from Lithuania or is it Ukraine. Depends on what day you ask him...


Third roommate and still good buddy, shown here on the right with the two others, is from Latvia. He was the best man at our wedding. All three of them are still in England, two still in Cambridge and the other in London. Good times.

It has been difficult to get back into blogging after such a long time and I think I am just going to have to power through until I get back into things. Lets continue where we left off years ago with a summary of things in England.


You might remember I lived in Cambridge for two years and worked at the University there. It was a great time and not only did I have a lot of fantastic friends but I also met my wife there.


Part of the fun was the carefree life style I had there. Everything was fairly relaxed and where I lived the people were mostly easy going. We are looking at pictures here (and this pick up just were we left off previously) from my flat from Chapman Court. This place was pretty crazy will all the things that went on and the odd people coming and going but as these show it was also pretty beautiful as well.


I lived there for only maybe 6 months before we were unceremoniously thrown out right before Christmas but that is another story for another day.

Just over a week ago we lost Kobra to renal failure. He was a dear, dear friend for the past four years and we miss him greatly. Thank you to everyone who has sent their condolences. Time heals all wounds but we will never forget our beloved friend.

Joshua Tree National Park in the California desert.


The Grand Canyon in Arizona.


Florida after one of the hurricanes.


Long Beach, California.

Although I have a nice fisheye lens it is sometimes necessary to stitch together a few images. Previously I have been doing it manually using GIMP, my preferred image manipulation program. It took a bit of work and I could make some acceptable panoramic images but no matter how much I tried I could never get it just right. The above as a prime example.


Then a colleague of mine turned me onto Hugin. This is an absolutely fabulous panoramic stitching program. It has built in settings for a number of lenses and effects plus is simple enough to figure out. I have only used the most basic of functionality but the results are fantastic. Using the same source pictures and maybe three clicks of the mouse this picture is the result.

Through travel and change life always goes on. In the past two years I relocated from Europe to LA, went unemployed on and off for about 1.5 years, lost my mother to a short battle with cancer, landed my dream job and relocated again but this time to the east coast, and have been looking for a home for my wife and I so we can begin the next stage of our life. Much has changed in that time but still things come one day at a time.



One major thing happening now one day at a time is Kobra's health. Recently he stopped eating which prompted a visit to the vet. Blood work showed major liver and kidney damage and since he has had good days and bad. He is a tough cat and has been fighting for life as best he can and we have tried to help him as much as we can. In the end though all of our time here is finite. Remember to enjoy it one day at a time.

Due to popular demand I'm getting back on-line. Starting July 1st I'll start posting on a regular basis. It will initially be a mix of current events and high lights from the past but where it goes from there is up in the air.

Wow. The deep red lounge. Stuffed with chairs, a coffee table, a sofa, and at one point a TV, this was anything but comfortable. Notice the sliding glass door that leads to...


...another poorly painted inside room. Our teal "dining room" was the old patio between the house and the garage. You can also see the entire kitchen which was, again, surprisingly clean. Although you can't see it there is another sliding glass door opposite the one pictured that leads to what used to be the garage but what was now...


...my bedroom. With the sliding glass door hidden by my closet the room didn't much feel like a garage. It was large but had two different height beds which could not be pushed together. I was separate from the rest of the house by the kitchen/dining room/lounge areas so I could pretty much do what I want and not disturb or be disturbed by anyone in the main part of the house.

My Latvian roommate owned and lived off of a deep fryer. French fries, fish sticks, anything. Some times his dinner would consist of french fries, mayo, and a few pieces of cucumber. Very healthy.


Another roommate had the habit of cooking food and storing it in the pan/pot she used to prepare it. Sometimes the items would go into the fridge, sometimes they would stay out in the open, but never would they be put into some time of storage device - the pan was good enough. Never mind the fact we had limited cookware, it didn't bother her in the least that anyone was inconvenienced by her actions.

By far the most interesting place I have ever lived was at Chapman Court in the Arbury area of Cambridge. Just down the street from the infamous Ship pub, we lived in the heart of chav and gypsy country. The first week I was there some of the local lads torched a car in the parking area. The police came to investigate but there was nothing they could really do. I eventually learned that the car was found by a friend of a friend of a friend "abandoned" and eventually ended up in the hands of one of the neighborhood 14 year olds. They played with the car until it stopped working at which point they decided it was a fantastic idea to just burn the car. I assume they thought it would simply burn down to dust and disappear.

Pictured above is my Latvian roommate and our disgusting kitchen which is actually pretty clean in this photo.

As I was saying we only lived at Tillyard Way for a few months so I have limited photography of the place. I did spend one evening doing some night photography which is what you see here. Aside from the Citroen we also had bicycles and access to the infrequent city busses.