February 14th leftovers were in our apartment complex’s pool and that reminded me of a favorite song:
Your face reminds me of a flower
Kind of like you’re underwater
Hair’s too long and in your eyes
Your lips a perfect suck-me size
You act like you’re fourteen years old
Everything you say is so obnoxious, funny, true and mean
I want to be your blowjob queen
Flower, Liz Phair
San Antonio, TX: 28 February 2011
Subterranean homesick blues.
Wind Farms, Central Texas: 17 February 2011
And in that week, we had built a small and temporary world for ourselves.
“They sat there in the fresh young darkness close together.”
Zora Neale Hurston, Their Eyes Were Watching God
Lakeside Villas, San Antonio, TX: 22 February 2011
Dan, home after Navy Training Command clinicals.
“It is common for those who have glimpsed something beautiful to express regret at not having been able to photograph it. So successful has been the camera’s role in beautifying the world that photographs, rather than the world, have become the standard of beautiful.”
—Susan Sontag, On Photography
San Antonio, TX: 7 April 2011
Cracker-Jacked Dan, post uniform inspection and hating every minute of it. Well, not his Warsteiner and Lone Star hybrid.
Fort Sam Houston, San Antonio, TX: 12 April 2011
Lakeside Villas, San Antonio, TX: 1 April 2011
Six Flags: Fiesta, San Antonio, TX: 4 April 2011
![There in the thin morning sunlight.
”[…] In retrospect she seemed to have been most happy in borrowed houses, and at lunch.”—Joan Didion, Democracy
San Antonio, TX: 24 April 2011](http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3386/3290999383_e25d1e2813.jpg)
There in the thin morning sunlight.
”[…] In retrospect she seemed to have been most happy in borrowed houses, and at lunch.”
—Joan Didion, Democracy
San Antonio, TX: 24 April 2011
The Hacienda Recreation Center, Fort Sam Houston, San Antonio, TX: 2 April 2011
Truck Stop, Kirby, TX: 19 May 2011
