One thing I love about January: I can take night shots and still be home by 6:30. I tempt fate! I brave the night! I will stay out until 6:45! 7:00 maybe! I dare to stand in front of an oncoming car that's a mere 500 yards away, going 15 miles an hour! Haha! Bring it on, you dastard. I AM NOT AFRAID. Try and stop me, JUST TRY.
Silly one, you cannot stop me. I am fearless. I have an iPhone, a packet of kleenex, and a little tub of Vaseline in my very pockets. I have keys! And my companion is a dangerous, elderly dog who obeys my every command except the ones he doesn't know, like "kill" and "come here."
So don't mess with me or I will take your picture! And my dog will ignore you to death!
19 comments:
Ah, not to mention your secret weapon... the gigantic STOP sign that you are stood behind, an invisible barrier pretty much guaranteed to save you!
Well, I know you'd grab Boz and run if any of those useful accoutrements failed to do the trick, Petrea.
LOL!!
The fearless duo!. You go girl! btw how close was that car?
Oh, those mean streets of Pasadena, gurl! ;~) xoxoxo
Geoff, now that you mention it...
Only if all else failed, Shell.
Look out for me, BD!
KBF, it was about halfway down a long block.
Savannah, this is one tough town.
You are such a brave couple. Vaseline?
Such fire! Such vibrancy! If not for the creature comforts of daily life and the rather temperate clime of Pasadena I'd swear you could be likened to a sheildmaiden with that kind of bravery!
You never know, Bellis.
A shieldmaiden! I like that, Paul. Soon I'll be galloping up and down El Molino Blvd. on my trusty steed. I will have to be stopped.
...Or at least have some take a picture of you. Sword flashing in the soft afternoon light, Boz racing at the heels of your steed, a wild ululation of valor echoing down the avenues...
Sounds like something for the 6-O'clock news to talk about.
You ARE brave. From my perspective it looks like a train is coming---
Of course, I am hoping that you were shouting out some of these lines as you were fearlessly taking this shot :).
Hee hee and hee again. Thank you, Petrea. I've just spent all day driving in freezing fog and came home pretty much drained, checked your blog and am now grinning like a fool and refreshed.
You are such a tonic.
To Paul, Desiree and LOL: none of these scenarios have occurred so I have been neither incarcerated nor hospitalized.
Dive! Thank you. I'm putting "tonic" on my resume.
Hahahaha!!! Super powers!!!
Aha! Petrea reveals her secret identity as Super Woman! Or Super ShieldWoman (to be a little Arthurian)!
The light coming does remind me of a train, but one off its track.
Sometimes in summer, when the windows are open, we hear a train whistle. I have no idea where it comes from but probably not Claremont Blvd.
After more than 42 years of driving public transit vehicles I am not afraid of oncoming cars. I am more afraid of the idiot behind the wheel. In this case it was worth it to get an interesting photo like this.
Thanks, Andy. I'd say your job takes some bravery, either way.
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