The war for survival

A virus outbreak here on campus spawned undead with abnormally contagious powers. Thankfully, they could be stunned with Nerf guns and typically starved after two days without feeding.

My ever-present, unbelievably gigantic ammo magazine came in handy when being attacked repeatedly by the especially vigilant Daniel Lassman zombie.

The zombie moves in for the kill, while the human with the ginormous ammo magazine stands steadfast

First things first

i promised one more memoriam to summer; i was thinking along the lines of the photo highlights of summer. That’s when i realized, i could show my appreciation for Count Summer by going on another trip, one last adventure before the cold comes.

Here goes

Fall break: me and a buddy got on our bikes and headed northeast, into Kansas’ beautiful flint hills region. We pitched camp in a rancher’s cow pasture one night. We discovered a lake close to the northern edge of the flint hills and spent the better part of our borrowed time there, breathing and smelling and running and dancing with the sun.

Goodbye, Summer. Hello, Sir Autumn.

Fire is your friend

Well, for photography anyway. It provides this killer harsh light that just begs photos to be processed in scary black and white colors. Some people are just creepier in the dark than others, i think.

And then some people just look distinguished

Uhuh. We pyros are quite something.

Just sit down

Sometimes there’s no better thing to do on a sun-soaked day than to sit at a table and try to float.

Because aviators have to be in black and white

Sunspots

Okay, so working with sunspots and bright colors and smoke just starts getting a little trippy after awhile. And it’s a welcome break from studying and it makes me happy today.