When is a photo more than a photo?

It was 10 am on a September day in 2010. I remember what I was wearing—and since it was 10 am I hadn’t had a Java Chip Frappuccino yet. I was in a meeting.  The meeting went from bad to worse in a matter of minutes that seemed to have lasted a lifetime. I left the meeting.  I went to Starbucks and had my Java Chip Frappuccino. If I remember correctly, Aaron the barista handed me the drink. On principle alone I went to the gym that night.  I was on a cardio workout routine and I refused to skip … Continue reading When is a photo more than a photo?

Secretly I was cheering for the bull

This morning I was telling my coworker I wasn’t happy with my first blog post. So here’s another round on the same Plaza de Toros experience. Once the bullfighting began and I got a handle on the rules I decided I’d cheer for the bulls.  I didn’t want the bullfighters to get injured but I did enjoy seeing them cornered. Towards the end of one of the rounds, the bullfighter’s cape got stuck on the bull.  The crowd, kids among them, laughed at the sight.  This massive creature, stood helpless with its head covered with a pink and yellow cape.  … Continue reading Secretly I was cheering for the bull