Dragon-Con Stories: Asian guys with fancy cameras

A few months ago, I was on the prowl for a new camera.  At first, the biggest holdup with acquiring a camera was the debate I was having with myself, if this was going to be the time that I stop bullshitting around, and finally get myself a nice, DSLR, and aspire to actually take some nice photographs.  Granted, the drawback to that option is obviously the price of a good camera.  Or, alternatively, with the improvements beyond my old Sony Cybershot’s capabilities, simply get yet another point-and-shoot camera, which would be cheaper, portable, and more conducive to my typical array of photographic bullshit activities.

Right before I went to Miami, I got my new camera, and it was a Canon PowerShot, or a point-and-shoot.  This decision had nothing to do with cost, as I could very well afford a DSLR if I wanted to go in that direction, but I chose to go with point-and-shoot, based on a conversation I had about Asian guys with cameras.  Considering a big chunk of photographs I take comes at places like Dragon-Con, or nerdy and/or public events, I thought about all the times I see awkward and/or creepo and/or fake-nice-to-girls-only Asian guys running around with fancy-schmancy cameras.  And it occurred to me, that quite frankly, I just don’t want to be like any of that.

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The aftermath

This picture sums up Myrtle Beach pretty sufficiently, for the crude, unabashed Redneck Riviera it pretty much is.  To clarify one thing, the destroyed underwear was fortunately not mine, but I won’t specify whose.  The rest of the weekend was horrendous but delicious foods, lazy rivers ruined by fucking idiots, drinking, humidity that made it difficult to differentiate between the air outside and the air around my balls, more drinking, Butterfly, persons of questionable age, jackhammers, and Four Loko.  But for as many beaches I’ve been to this summer, it was nice to actually have gone into the ocean and wash about the waves for a little bit for a change.

Photos: Cosplay For A Cause Calendar release party

Cosplay For A Cause is a 2012 calendar created by costumers, featuring costumers, from around the globe, with all proceeds going towards Japan Red Cross relief.  Thirteen months of unique, never-been-seen photography to commemorate every month (plus a courtesy January) of womens in costumes from popular anime and video games.

I may not have the best of things to say in regards to the concept of Japan relief and awareness to some degree, but I am a staunch supporter of my friends.  I know this endeavor is done with good intentions and no bullshit, so I have no qualms with supporting friends.  The calendar release party was a jovial occasion with many attractive gals aplenty, drinking, and geeky conversations, and as far as I could tell, moderately successful.  Keep it rolling by purchasing your own calendars at the aforementioned link.

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Photos: Annual Fireworks Party

Tradition is important to this jaded brogger.  So without much fail, it’s kind of an institution down in Zombieland that we get a whole bunch of fireworks from South Carolina, and blow them up on the weekend of July 4th, since July 4th this year is on a fucking Monday.  That being said, like for the last few years, we get a bunch of people down at our place, and shoot of fireworks with good food, drinks, snacks, and company, and it’s only a matter of time before it devolves into writing out goofy words with sparklers.  But we were ready this time – there was a tripod for my camera.

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Photos: Superheroes Day at Fernbank

Since many of us that live in Atlanta are away, estranged, or distanced from our parents, or are just simply rotten children, we spend the day trolling at Fernbank Museum on Fathers Day.  The chicks don superhero costumes for Superheroes Day, giving a lot of the douchebag miserable dads who feel like an adequate Father’s Day is spending home alone but were drug out by the wife and kids for the kids, a little bit of reprieve, getting to ogle chicks wearing tight superhero outfits.

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Photos: The Missouri state baseball trip

My poor, neglected brog.  Has it really been ten whole days since I updated you last?  Wow.  Ten days certainly feels like a lot of time, but I suppose really isn’t.  Either way, it isn’t due to just neglect, but the simple fact that I have indeed been busy.  That being said, part of recent activities has been the one of the many baseball trips I go on through the summer, as Huzzard and I invaded the state of Missouri, to hit up both the ballparks in Kansas City, and St. Louis, as well as an indy park in neighboring Illinois.

Along the way of baseball bliss are tons of barbecue and other food restaurants sampled and judged, scary, murder-ville, blood-stained sheets roach motel room, and some shitty midwest no-bust, 4.5 deck deep casinos that vacuum money.  And then we spend an extra day out in St. Louis to eat more food and do more touristy shit, but all-in-all, it was a pretty fantastic trip.

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