<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6612255637377496410</id><updated>2011-07-30T14:24:03.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mundane for the Norm</title><subtitle type='html'>My life in a Nutshell..           "Back i say demon Squirrels!!"</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Brillo86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04799501694258001835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/S2dVmAE0CXI/AAAAAAAAAFU/iTn3cY1yYWw/S220/20100201-_MG_8336.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6612255637377496410.post-5850153203395470498</id><published>2009-09-03T22:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T22:25:04.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday, September 3rd</title><content type='html'>Well i can say that some positive has come with in the past few days, did two wonderful shoots, and came out with some amazing shots to add to the port. This smoke has been causing allot of straint on my body phiscally with the bursts of head aches, lack of energy, and keeping me from exercising with my biking buddy because he can't breath in this smoke. Todays softball game was canceld due to the smoke, and i wasn't even going to go because i did not wan't to get out bed, muchless stand. Hopefully tomorrow will be a more energized brian because i am going out on a lunch type date and hiking is planned in the morning. I am feeling a little better then i was earlier but still have the yucky feeling through my body, and not sure when its going to go away, i have been taking vitamins, and eating/drinking allot so unsure what else to do. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sidv86.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://sidv86.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt; for the lastest pics with Calle Morgan are up if you care to take a gander. i find it easier then trying to upload them here O_o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hopefully tomorrow is a good day, and i don't make my self look like a complete retard.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6612255637377496410-5850153203395470498?l=brillo86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/feeds/5850153203395470498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/09/thursday-september-3rd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/5850153203395470498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/5850153203395470498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/09/thursday-september-3rd.html' title='Thursday, September 3rd'/><author><name>Brillo86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04799501694258001835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/S2dVmAE0CXI/AAAAAAAAAFU/iTn3cY1yYWw/S220/20100201-_MG_8336.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6612255637377496410.post-9134172575921860084</id><published>2009-08-31T23:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T22:25:41.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, August 31</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6612255637377496410-9134172575921860084?l=brillo86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/feeds/9134172575921860084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/08/monday-august-31.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/9134172575921860084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/9134172575921860084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/08/monday-august-31.html' title='Monday, August 31'/><author><name>Brillo86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04799501694258001835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/S2dVmAE0CXI/AAAAAAAAAFU/iTn3cY1yYWw/S220/20100201-_MG_8336.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6612255637377496410.post-5017155015166286007</id><published>2009-08-27T00:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T02:30:53.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday, August 27</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Work is being a headache, what else is new but other then that life is swell. My love life is still at a all time negative since apparently i repel woman or something "shrug" what ever. The last two photo shoots where interesting, the tony shoot was a little play by ear, and i did manage to get a few good shots that i wanted, but not as many as the last time we shot which is silly because we had less time to shoot the week before "shrug". The paid shoot with lisa, was a little longer then last time, and sort of wore my butt out since i was taking direction more then giving HA! but it was her shoot, so i said fuck it! Had a sweet bike ride around griffith park a few days back, it was fun, and a tad bit of a work out but loved it none the less since i haven't gotten my butt on the bike since last thursday. Been listening to allot of music, because lets face it.. music, and photography is part of my SOUL!! I am so greatful that i have led the path i am leading through photography because it is my own personal therapy/artistic release that was passed on through my parents who were both artistic in their own sense! This weeks work schedule blows minus friday due to being all mid shifts, and keeping me from doing anything minus sleeping, browsing the web lates hours, and just chilling. Still haven't been able to do a whole lot with my lighting setup yet, but i shall make good use of it soon enough!! I am so looking forward to my shoots on friday, and the following thursday, and to add to the excitement our softball team is starting right back up!! I am ready for a weekly consistant sport again even if its not all that demand physically. I leave on a end note with some shots from tonys shoot, would show you my paid shoot shots but i am not allowed to post due to rights.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc06.deviantart.com/fs28/i/2009/237/2/4/Everything_comes_down_to_this_by_SidV86.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 892px;" src="http://fc06.deviantart.com/fs28/i/2009/237/2/4/Everything_comes_down_to_this_by_SidV86.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc02.deviantart.com/fs46/i/2009/236/d/4/Mr_Moux4_by_SidV86.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 965px;" src="http://fc02.deviantart.com/fs46/i/2009/236/d/4/Mr_Moux4_by_SidV86.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc01.deviantart.com/fs47/i/2009/236/3/0/Mr_Moux3_by_SidV86.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 400px;" src="http://fc01.deviantart.com/fs47/i/2009/236/3/0/Mr_Moux3_by_SidV86.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6612255637377496410-5017155015166286007?l=brillo86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/feeds/5017155015166286007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/08/thursday-august-27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/5017155015166286007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/5017155015166286007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/08/thursday-august-27.html' title='Thursday, August 27'/><author><name>Brillo86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04799501694258001835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/S2dVmAE0CXI/AAAAAAAAAFU/iTn3cY1yYWw/S220/20100201-_MG_8336.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6612255637377496410.post-8858922668706920028</id><published>2009-08-15T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T02:04:12.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday, August 15</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Just a few of my favorite shots over the shoots last weekend! Was a fun three day weekend, and i have another three day weekend starting again, hoping to get a photo shoot done all three days!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SoZzdqfb1FI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Lr9BxQ8TEm4/s1600-h/5600_1185235065934_1079975951_589344_2606459_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370106559145432146" style="width: 320px; height: 213px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SoZzdqfb1FI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Lr9BxQ8TEm4/s320/5600_1185235065934_1079975951_589344_2606459_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SoZwfu-Lc2I/AAAAAAAAAEI/93J2KW9Tm1A/s1600-h/_MG_3944.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370103296172979042" style="width: 213px; cursor: pointer; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SoZwfu-Lc2I/AAAAAAAAAEI/93J2KW9Tm1A/s320/_MG_3944.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SoZwaDVz7tI/AAAAAAAAAEA/SXtBSlvBnwg/s1600-h/_MG_3940.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370103198561595090" style="width: 213px; cursor: pointer; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SoZwaDVz7tI/AAAAAAAAAEA/SXtBSlvBnwg/s320/_MG_3940.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SoZzhr74n_I/AAAAAAAAAEw/eGaGpfcyg4A/s1600-h/5600_1185875481944_1079975951_592255_5297981_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370106628252671986" style="width: 213px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SoZzhr74n_I/AAAAAAAAAEw/eGaGpfcyg4A/s320/5600_1185875481944_1079975951_592255_5297981_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SoZyvgyaJbI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ktFaQz19JlI/s1600-h/5600_1184665571697_1079975951_586704_1247343_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370105766266676658" style="width: 320px; height: 213px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SoZyvgyaJbI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ktFaQz19JlI/s320/5600_1184665571697_1079975951_586704_1247343_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SoZyzPzo3II/AAAAAAAAAEg/jR7-pYnqd-4/s1600-h/5600_1186470176811_1079975951_593736_7265307_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370105830427909250" style="width: 213px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SoZyzPzo3II/AAAAAAAAAEg/jR7-pYnqd-4/s320/5600_1186470176811_1079975951_593736_7265307_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SoZwpRlnlCI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/zHzENQ75RLQ/s1600-h/5600_1184621290590_1079975951_586450_8100198_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370103460084028450" style="width: 213px; cursor: pointer; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SoZwpRlnlCI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/zHzENQ75RLQ/s320/5600_1184621290590_1079975951_586450_8100198_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am off to my beautiful home away from home once again, Santa Monica beach with my best friend abou, and i have a photo shoot planned for the after noon once i arrive. The kid has a interesting look, and i hope that the clothes he brings with work well with the composition as its going to be a beach setting, and he has the look of a cool kat out of the 50's. I will be spending all day there, and probably catch more candid beach shots after the shoot, while i get my exercise on, and tan my ass off. Sunday i have a paid shoot from my family friend's friend if that makes sense ha! not sure what i am going to be doing for most of Sunday besides the shot, probably going to my favorite Mexican restaurant after the shoot, and edit photos all night. Monday my final day off i will either be shooting my friend Stephanie again, and chow down on some yummy food, or i will be shooting another lovely lady i met through my store masseuse Dale who i frequently chat it up with on my breaks Monday through Friday.  That's about it for now, i hope you enjoy the shots, and i will probably have some more posted in the next few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6612255637377496410-8858922668706920028?l=brillo86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/feeds/8858922668706920028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-few-of-my-favorite-shots-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/8858922668706920028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/8858922668706920028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-few-of-my-favorite-shots-over.html' title='Saturday, August 15'/><author><name>Brillo86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04799501694258001835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/S2dVmAE0CXI/AAAAAAAAAFU/iTn3cY1yYWw/S220/20100201-_MG_8336.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SoZzdqfb1FI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Lr9BxQ8TEm4/s72-c/5600_1185235065934_1079975951_589344_2606459_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6612255637377496410.post-7873448641954577515</id><published>2009-08-10T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T21:09:44.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, August 10</title><content type='html'>Wow it has been quite a while since i have updated this damn thing, alright lets see! For the last few weeks i have been doing shooting, hanging out with friends, and hitting the beach on the weekends. I did two photo shoots last weekend, and have another on Saturday, and possibly a paid on Sunday. Its not often but it does happen where woman get stuck in my mind, and totally fuck it over with the way they portrays their self's to me, as i get lured into another disappointing headache. Other then the occasional depression/headache life has been really great, and nothing really to complain about. Have not been able to get as much bike riding in as i would like which is always a sad thing but i will once i clear my head, and finish things i need to do. As i sit here with a mysterious pounding headache i can't help but enjoy the sounds of placebo as i muster up everything that my brain spits out towards you. Its funny i bought a freaking webcam, and i am not really sure why.. its not like a really needed one but maybe i will put it to some good use "shrug".  I did manage to get this really cute girls number today which was nice, but no idea if it will lead to anything just yet. Plan on setting up a date in the coming week.. not going to put too much of my head into it because that's exactly what gets me into this shitter of a headache that i am in. I am off to edit some pictures, and possibly ride.. update more when my head is not pounding out the wazoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6612255637377496410-7873448641954577515?l=brillo86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/feeds/7873448641954577515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/08/monday-august-10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/7873448641954577515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/7873448641954577515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/08/monday-august-10.html' title='Monday, August 10'/><author><name>Brillo86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04799501694258001835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/S2dVmAE0CXI/AAAAAAAAAFU/iTn3cY1yYWw/S220/20100201-_MG_8336.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6612255637377496410.post-9131013016280601842</id><published>2009-07-31T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T19:40:07.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday, July 31</title><content type='html'>It is interesting how one moment i am blogging every day, the next i blogging maybe once a week if lucky, and yet it has nothing to do with a lack of what to write but more a side tracked mind that wonders else where. Since i last blogged i had two new shoots, one with a couple of teens, and another with a model/actress who needed to add some port work. Both shoots came out with some really good shots, well at least to my standards but i still want to shoot shoot shoot! Yesterday was our last game for this season, although next season starts up in two weeks lol. It was actually the first game we had that we kept our feet in the game the entire time and managed to score 7 to 15 which to us in a sense is a victory considering all our other losses have have been like 15 points plus compared to only a eight point loss. We were introduced to two new players that will be joining our team with some skills, one being a fast pitch baseball player sporting left field high flying crazy catches, and a impressive second basemen who will be alternating with our current next season. Sadly there were only two balls that went out to right field this game, one managed to fly over my head, but the other was a grounder to out, which i scooped up, and threw to second before they could steal but other then that defense wise it was lame! Offensively i stroke out first up on the plate due to some crazy high arc pitches that looked clearly like balls "stupid Ump" but managed on my third time up to  hit one out to center, and snag a base. I have a fun beach shoot next Friday with my friend, and a model of his that's interested in portfolio work so i am hoping to score some awesome shots that day, there will be three wardrobe changes, and we will be shooting at the beach. Speaking of the beach, tomorrow i will be chilling there all day with my good friend Abou, with camera in hand ready to enjoy a good eight hours of sun, shots, and exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the shots i recently took&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SnOp-gHIQ8I/AAAAAAAAADg/QZ6gJzcotr4/s1600-h/1861119_209115_5064094e3c_p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SnOp-gHIQ8I/AAAAAAAAADg/QZ6gJzcotr4/s320/1861119_209115_5064094e3c_p.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364818472365212610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SnOqDFTbZnI/AAAAAAAAADo/RAhmvV7j5v8/s1600-h/1861113_209115_5064094e3c_p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SnOqDFTbZnI/AAAAAAAAADo/RAhmvV7j5v8/s320/1861113_209115_5064094e3c_p.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364818551068386930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SnOp6DvlSbI/AAAAAAAAADY/6oq3U16de8Y/s1600-h/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SnOp6DvlSbI/AAAAAAAAADY/6oq3U16de8Y/s320/17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364818396030781874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SnOp2bMUF5I/AAAAAAAAADQ/i1Pv4VtO6TE/s1600-h/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SnOp2bMUF5I/AAAAAAAAADQ/i1Pv4VtO6TE/s320/18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364818333605828498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SnOqTgnDrtI/AAAAAAAAAD4/gv-ZMuLura0/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SnOqTgnDrtI/AAAAAAAAAD4/gv-ZMuLura0/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364818833276382930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SnOqPlGZpmI/AAAAAAAAADw/VUU-ss8zlSs/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SnOqPlGZpmI/AAAAAAAAADw/VUU-ss8zlSs/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364818765762111074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6612255637377496410-9131013016280601842?l=brillo86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/feeds/9131013016280601842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/07/friday-july-31.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/9131013016280601842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/9131013016280601842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/07/friday-july-31.html' title='Friday, July 31'/><author><name>Brillo86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04799501694258001835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/S2dVmAE0CXI/AAAAAAAAAFU/iTn3cY1yYWw/S220/20100201-_MG_8336.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SnOp-gHIQ8I/AAAAAAAAADg/QZ6gJzcotr4/s72-c/1861119_209115_5064094e3c_p.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6612255637377496410.post-5943249909669152551</id><published>2009-07-24T02:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T02:23:35.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday, July24</title><content type='html'>Tonight was great! the game was really fun, although infield kept screwing up, and i managed to miss a catch that should of been caught but hey at least we are constantly getting better, love it! After the game me and my co-worker/team mate billy went to a diner, and chowed down on burger, and fries that hit the spot just right. Afterwords me, and my supervisor/homey went for a nice run to hazeltine park to work out, and get a run in. I am tired, and quite sleep deprived so i am off to crash, thankfully i have the next three days off so i am going to make the best of them. Shoot tomorrow with teens, never shot teens before so that will be interesting because i am not entirely how the shoot is going to go but i hope for the best. Work was a pain because of the lack of sleep from previous night of watching donny darko, and getting up freaking early bah! Overall life is great, just need to avoid the stupid negative thoughts that like to make their way into my head from time to time. It's funny how i am trying to hook up a chick with a guy she likes even though i have a thing for her, but hey who am i to interfere, and it probably would never work out anyways.. just being friends is cool i guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6612255637377496410-5943249909669152551?l=brillo86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/feeds/5943249909669152551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/07/tonight-was-great-game-was-really-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/5943249909669152551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/5943249909669152551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/07/tonight-was-great-game-was-really-fun.html' title='Friday, July24'/><author><name>Brillo86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04799501694258001835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/S2dVmAE0CXI/AAAAAAAAAFU/iTn3cY1yYWw/S220/20100201-_MG_8336.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6612255637377496410.post-6541962210677254038</id><published>2009-07-23T01:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T02:22:41.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday, July23</title><content type='html'>Two am, and my eyes are burning, telling me that it is clearly time to sleep. Sleep? what's that seeing as how i have work at Eight, and clearly five hours is non existent. Tomorrow is Thursday which  means game time, and i am very excited because i was able to hit the batting cages last night, and might be able to get a nice hit off hopefully haha. Last Friday i was able to purchase my baby .. for $700, and have been riding pretty much every night since i got it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/Smgn21xgiuI/AAAAAAAAACo/ADj1J_5_EzQ/s1600-h/n1079975951_538147_6774873.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/Smgn21xgiuI/AAAAAAAAACo/ADj1J_5_EzQ/s320/n1079975951_538147_6774873.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361579179485727458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday my buddy will asked me to grab the camera, and go shoot at his booth for his new mma clothing line that was taking place down in long beach, so i was able to snag a few cool shots through out the period of the day, along with some awesome fight scenes that i have yet to edit. Overall it was a fun day, and its always nice to do something new, and meet new people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SmgpT6LOzNI/AAAAAAAAADA/C3QARoRfAfw/s1600-h/1838887_209115_5064094e3c_p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SmgpT6LOzNI/AAAAAAAAADA/C3QARoRfAfw/s320/1838887_209115_5064094e3c_p.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361580778395192530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SmgpKuCu6eI/AAAAAAAAACw/BhimXlQ7pYE/s1600-h/_MG_1604.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SmgpKuCu6eI/AAAAAAAAACw/BhimXlQ7pYE/s320/_MG_1604.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361580620519500258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SmgpOx0d1GI/AAAAAAAAAC4/fN5J5SCF3QU/s1600-h/_MG_2070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SmgpOx0d1GI/AAAAAAAAAC4/fN5J5SCF3QU/s320/_MG_2070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361580690252878946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SmgpZm9_aaI/AAAAAAAAADI/eYbqKJSCZ4w/s1600-h/_MG_2085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SmgpZm9_aaI/AAAAAAAAADI/eYbqKJSCZ4w/s320/_MG_2085.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361580876318599586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was quite strange, i was hit on by some tough macho gay dude who thought i was flirting with him just by having a freaking conversation GAH! then later that night i handed out my number to a Jenifer Gardner stand in look a like. Today was pretty good, work was kind of crazy but no one really pissed me off, i had a positive energy, and time went by pretty fast. Hope to have some new work up soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6612255637377496410-6541962210677254038?l=brillo86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/feeds/6541962210677254038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/07/thursday-july22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/6541962210677254038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/6541962210677254038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/07/thursday-july22.html' title='Thursday, July23'/><author><name>Brillo86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04799501694258001835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/S2dVmAE0CXI/AAAAAAAAAFU/iTn3cY1yYWw/S220/20100201-_MG_8336.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/Smgn21xgiuI/AAAAAAAAACo/ADj1J_5_EzQ/s72-c/n1079975951_538147_6774873.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6612255637377496410.post-6738585397934294359</id><published>2009-07-17T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T01:27:42.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday, July 17</title><content type='html'>Not dead, but been busy with my mind elsewhere. It is 1am, and my room still feels like a freaking oven, as i sit here listening to Anberlin, and contemplating taking another cold shower thus being the fifth one today. Today was another softball game, and while being quite fun it was disappointing to watch another scary defeat of 4? to god knows what being the ending score, and what made it worse was the fact that nobody was hitting any balls to right field thus making it a snooze fest on my part, with a occasional dash towards center to help grab, and snag a ball or two. From all of it though, i can at least say we are getting better slowly, and we will have a solid team for next season which is in a few coming months. Recently did a shoot with model/stylist Eddington Howard in a fashion/editorial style look around the apartment which was interesting use of composition, and i was rather pleased with the result with a few added port shots. I injured my ankle last practice, and it still has been giving me shit to this date although wearing converse all day, and running when i should be walking isn't the most logical thing to help it heal up faster. While i do love the progress that is made with every shoot i take, i can't help but feel lame or not as creative as some of the photographers i see on the web, and it makes me wonder why my thinking is so one set, and not more out of the box? Have magazines, and commercials bland my originality or am i just to confined with what i know, and scared to think out the box even though thinking outside of the box requires more skill, and equipment i do not have. It's always wonderful to get a self confidence boost from people that enjoy my work, but i always doubt my self, and my potential which i am not really sure why, and i need to get over that if i ever want to succeed. Hopefully my style improves with time, and becomes even more WOW!  For the first time in a long span of my life do i have plans/scheduled shoots for all my available time, and its interesting seeing as how i normally live my life with very few plans, and just kind of make the day up as it goes. Its always strange to think where my life would be if the outcome of my parents was different, would i be stronger? weaker? more aware of what i need to get done? be worse off, and even more depressed.. would i even have had picked up a camera in the first place? I find it so amazing how much your life is altered by major, and minor things occurring, and how different of a person you really would be. All i can do is be happy that i am healthy, alive, and loved by others for without it i am not sure i could survive. I have almost three weeks of paid hours collected, and i really want to blow those three weeks with just my friends, a car, sleeping bags, enough cash for food/gas, camera in hand, and plenty of good ass music to take our minds off the norm, and just live! will it happen soon? who knows.. but i needs to happen regardless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Brian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6612255637377496410-6738585397934294359?l=brillo86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/feeds/6738585397934294359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/07/friday-july-17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/6738585397934294359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/6738585397934294359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/07/friday-july-17.html' title='Friday, July 17'/><author><name>Brillo86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04799501694258001835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/S2dVmAE0CXI/AAAAAAAAAFU/iTn3cY1yYWw/S220/20100201-_MG_8336.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6612255637377496410.post-1861210821423751304</id><published>2009-07-08T23:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T23:33:23.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, July08</title><content type='html'>I always find it funny how when i am truly left with my thoughts, how they wonder, and always make me think of life in its many aspects from the emotional aspect, the dreams that i need to make come true, and the relationship aspect (a little different from emotion). I can't help but think about it as i browses through blogs, and art pieces, and keep telling my self why am i not doing this? but then i look at my life, and figure hey its not to shabby, i have a good amount of free time, i have good friends, and i have fun! But like they say "its always greener on the other side" which always leaves me going "what if" instead of going Huh Gee life is great. I think i have been to brainwashed by society, and what the ideal dream of a heavenly life is making it confusing as to what i really want, need, even care about. Life plain, and simple is a fucking ride! a roller coaster of up's, and down's, and mystery of whats next? I am not depressed but i feel in between as if i am on parts of the track that just sit there not really going up, or down, and a tad bit confused as to when the ride is going to start. I'm sure everyone goes through this, after all we are all human but why can't be the one that just says fuck it! and just live, why am i always worried about whats out there, and i hate that i am so comfortable in my routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry if i sound like a broken record but this is life, MY LIFE! and i want to be honest..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6612255637377496410-1861210821423751304?l=brillo86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/feeds/1861210821423751304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/07/wednesday-july08.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/1861210821423751304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/1861210821423751304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/07/wednesday-july08.html' title='Wednesday, July08'/><author><name>Brillo86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04799501694258001835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/S2dVmAE0CXI/AAAAAAAAAFU/iTn3cY1yYWw/S220/20100201-_MG_8336.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6612255637377496410.post-1020279078124014180</id><published>2009-07-07T22:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T23:08:29.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday, July07</title><content type='html'>Wow it has been a while since i updated this crazy thing, anyways my foot is screaming at me because i bent it wrong during softball practice, today was my day off, and while it did not suck it was not exactly what i had planned, and managed to have a few set backs but hey what can you do. There is this one girl i am interested in but i am not sure if she is interested in me, she has given me her number, we have spoken a few times, and when i truly thought she was not, she comes popping back in leaving me freaking confused, and some what annoyed. Due to crappy scheduling, and everyone requesting work off i am stuck working late Thursday, and closing pretty much all week until Sunday. My chest is getting bigger, and my stomach is getting smaller but my tummy has been giving me crap for the past few days, and the vomit feeling sucks! I was able to hit fryman this morning which was nice, but i prefer hitting it with friends/that special lady but music will do until then. Been listening to allot of music on youtube lately, mostly trance, and alt rock but have not been able to do any shoots that i once thought planned so that is kind of aggravating but August 1st i will get to play camera man for a tea party.. yeah that's right you heard correctly "A Tea Party" haha surrounded by girls, left with the a feeling of confusion whether i should be scared or overly excited. Still waiting for my damn bicycle to arrive at shop, although its hard to know when the shop is closed more often then it should be. Sunday is going to be fun since its beach day, and i will be surrounded by tons of subjects to fill in my composition of photo journalism per say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until i come up with more pointless banter to spoon feed, i bid you adue&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6612255637377496410-1020279078124014180?l=brillo86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/feeds/1020279078124014180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/07/tuesday-july07.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/1020279078124014180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/1020279078124014180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/07/tuesday-july07.html' title='Tuesday, July07'/><author><name>Brillo86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04799501694258001835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/S2dVmAE0CXI/AAAAAAAAAFU/iTn3cY1yYWw/S220/20100201-_MG_8336.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6612255637377496410.post-6994736934945442918</id><published>2009-07-02T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T01:20:05.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday, July02</title><content type='html'>While browsing through youtube i stumbled across some crap about the black eyed peas, and thats when it clicked, i just remembered that will i am, and K-os both have a similar look, and the fact that k-os produces such beautiful music that was not on my computer was baffling so about five mins later here i am blasting new tracks of the glorified singer with a huge grin on my face. I am in the mood to go out, and exercise while at the very same time shooting "shame you can't do two things at once" but instead i sit here talking to you the imaginative listener filled with energy, and ideas stuck waiting for the damn sun to come up! Tomorrow or should i say later tonight we have our softball game with people that are at our level/division so we might actually win a game, and that excites me very much. Thanks to a few selected shots from the shoots i did with my friends/co-workers i keep getting aspiring models hitting me up asking to shoot, and that is always pleasing when people love your work because after all what is so great about art, if there is no one else to admire it with you? Work was interesting today due to a few reasons, one being that my mood/aura/vibe what ever you want to call it was different as i seem to feel less bothered by stupidity, and relaxed leaving conversations a simple task, and a optimistic view on life. The second being the fact that we were freakishly crowded for a Wednesday night, which for in turn made the time go by faster which is normally not the case. I am starting to understand that i need to not worry or really give a shit about everything else around me so much, and just improve on my spectrum of life, just making sure that i am happy, which in no way means turning into a arrogant snob like half of the Los Angeles region. For now i am going to take this greater perspective of live as a blessing, and make the best of my life because after all it is a pretty fucking awesome life i have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Afn0h2M6eTg&lt;br /&gt;Give him a listen, you might like him to&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6612255637377496410-6994736934945442918?l=brillo86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/feeds/6994736934945442918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/07/thursday-july02.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/6994736934945442918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/6994736934945442918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/07/thursday-july02.html' title='Thursday, July02'/><author><name>Brillo86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04799501694258001835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/S2dVmAE0CXI/AAAAAAAAAFU/iTn3cY1yYWw/S220/20100201-_MG_8336.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6612255637377496410.post-526894451930187171</id><published>2009-06-30T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T01:39:50.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday, June30</title><content type='html'>Lady Gaga - Love Game(Dave Aude Club Mix) plays in the background as i sit here pondering why i have insomnia, or just the fact that i would rather be doing anything else but sleeping right now, and the simple fact that the morning is going to suck regardless of the amount of sleep i get before it. To my surprise today sitting on my door step was my gorgeous new lenses that i was expecting on the first of next month, though the irony was the fact that the sun was setting as i got home, and clearly did not have any time to play with it. So as i stare it down pondering what wonderful shots await me, i can not do anything but wait, and pray that the day of work proceeds fast enough for me to flinch, and begin shooting. Like a yutz i spaced on the due date of my cellphone , and ended up with a late bill which really annoys me due to the fact that i have such good credit, and would hate to see it drop due to something so minor, and stupid. I am doing a photo shoot for my friends clothing company in the coming weeks, and i am clueless to where my ideal place for shooting will take place, or even what the concept of the shoot is going to be. My current thoughts would be the model slouched in the corner of the ring boxing gloves over her head, with tears, and smeared mascara, and while i think that would make a cool shot, it clearly does not showcase the clothing which is what i am trying to sell in the image. Probably have to run a few ideas back, and forth with my friend before we come up with the final product, and still undecided on model were shooting which always makes things interesting to say the least. I think i am going to go hit up fryman after work, and get a nice hike in since i have not been up there in a week or so, and could really use the exercise for my fat ass. I am excited, but nervous about the shoots, as i am a little in the dark about how exactly the shoot is going to go down but on a side note my friend Ashley has shot a killer concept of a shoot pass me, and we should probably have that done in early august.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6612255637377496410-526894451930187171?l=brillo86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/feeds/526894451930187171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/06/tuesday-june30.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/526894451930187171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/526894451930187171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/06/tuesday-june30.html' title='Tuesday, June30'/><author><name>Brillo86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04799501694258001835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/S2dVmAE0CXI/AAAAAAAAAFU/iTn3cY1yYWw/S220/20100201-_MG_8336.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6612255637377496410.post-788587179775328824</id><published>2009-06-26T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T12:47:52.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday, June26</title><content type='html'>I am sitting here surrounded by media over Michale Jackson death whether its the television, internet news, or blogs/journals. Call me morbid but i could really care less, i do not see the guy as a hero but just a sick pedophile, and not worth the praises when there are millions of people dieing everywhere everyday that are worth that sympathy. Its funny how annoying the media can get even if your not watching it because it surrounds you through the people you know, and talk about, and there is no escaping it, yet if i voice my opinion on it i will just get dirty looks, and whispers about how evil i am when that is not the case. My busted lip is bothering the shit out of me but in a way it was worth it, because i had one hell of a softball game yesterday, and i clearly saw improvement in our team as a whole. We will be getting bumped down a level which is where we should of been from the start but at least we got some practice with the big boys even if it was loss after loss.  My catching has been getting better, but my throwing still sucks as i can not get the ball very far, and fast. I had a nice four day weekend that involved allot of the beach, great weather, and having a good time with my friends that i only wish i could enjoy every day. To my surprised the movie transformers two was even better then the first, and was pretty damn funny as well. Tomorrow i am going to purchase my brand new speedy bicycle which is very exciting because i thought it was be at least a year before i could think about shopping for one but thanks to my wonderful family friend it is possible now.  I have a couple of photo shoots in the next month or so, and i can not wait to produce some killer images as i know i am capable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until further rant of my life i bid you a due.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6612255637377496410-788587179775328824?l=brillo86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/feeds/788587179775328824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/06/friday-june26.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/788587179775328824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/788587179775328824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/06/friday-june26.html' title='Friday, June26'/><author><name>Brillo86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04799501694258001835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/S2dVmAE0CXI/AAAAAAAAAFU/iTn3cY1yYWw/S220/20100201-_MG_8336.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6612255637377496410.post-7531275519816824361</id><published>2009-06-22T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T01:39:59.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Venting!</title><content type='html'>Why is love so fucking trivial, the whole process in which our society works is that we must play these stupid bullshit games just to even make it through the first step on attaining a relationship. The fact that i need to act not all that interested while still presenting my self with some interest is a mystery to me, and i can not for the life of me understand why i can't just say i like you, we should go out, and that's that. Don't give me your number, and tell me your interested in hanging out then when i call you, act like your to busy to hang. I may be weird at times but who the hell is not? why is that i dilute my head with the concept that i need someone or else i am going to start bursting out bullshit spurts of depression. For the life of me i do not understand why it is so hard to fine someone that i connect with, and enjoy my time being with them, do i come off as a idiot? do i come across as to much of a nice guy that i can't entertain you? why is it that i need to be a complete douche, or smart ass tough guy to earn your presence. Why do i even need the presence of someone who is too full of their self's that they can not see pass their own bullshit! Will this headache of a game ever end or will i find my self alone, and depressed for the rest of my years on this silly little spectrum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind likes to fuck with me, and put me in this morbid state sometimes where i obsess over the feeling of love, or at least the thought of what love would be, and it angers me because for some odd reason it always slips from my grasps..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6612255637377496410-7531275519816824361?l=brillo86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/feeds/7531275519816824361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/06/venting.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/7531275519816824361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/7531275519816824361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/06/venting.html' title='Venting!'/><author><name>Brillo86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04799501694258001835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/S2dVmAE0CXI/AAAAAAAAAFU/iTn3cY1yYWw/S220/20100201-_MG_8336.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6612255637377496410.post-2427930769836647392</id><published>2009-06-22T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T00:24:06.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, June22</title><content type='html'>I sit here with a scolded sunburn that turned my face to a bright shade of red, while feeling interested in life, and all its craziness. I just got done watching disc 2 of season 1 californiacation, and i must say that i really do love that show as it opens my eyes to life in a perspective of art, and not the will to fight for what you want or should i say need! The cast is amazing, the director is different, and the music is wonderful as i watch my arms be devoured by goosebumps to the ending credits song that moves me, and makes me feel alive in some sense. The weather turned out great, and the beach was wonderful although lonely as my friends were not there, and i had a uncertainty of what i was doing or where i was going but knew that i would get there. My legs took a nice beating as i decided to take my bike to the beach followed by a nice two mile run on the watery shore. I noticed that i love Los angeles when i am with people i know, and love while feeling a tad bit hatred for the city when i am alone, and depressed surrounded by soulless figures amongst me. I feel like picking up a guitar, and just start playing, learning, breathing the music which rattles my soul as music is one thing that makes life so great in a sense, as it pushes you, makes you think, and turns a mundane composition into a thrill ride jerking your body around making you want to dance, and scream at the top of your lungs, Notice Me World! Due to a lack of backpack i was unable to bring my camera with me as caring it around my neck while riding a bike up, and down hills is never an idea move so i was left without an image to capture, just memories of the day that passed like fragments of what was. I feel caught in this cloud where nothing seems to be wonderful even if it was my ideal day yet i am not sure i can say i am depressed just maybe caught elsewhere in a fantasy i can only dream of instead of the bleak reality that makes its way forth upon me every single day. I need to start living, meaning i need to get out of the routine as go enjoy life, but i am scared of the uncertain, and it always manages to hold me back with its grip. By no means do i say my life sucks, or that i take what i have for granted its just there is always that feeling that there is something more awaiting me, and staying in one place to long is bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6612255637377496410-2427930769836647392?l=brillo86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/feeds/2427930769836647392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/06/monday-june22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/2427930769836647392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/2427930769836647392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/06/monday-june22.html' title='Monday, June22'/><author><name>Brillo86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04799501694258001835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/S2dVmAE0CXI/AAAAAAAAAFU/iTn3cY1yYWw/S220/20100201-_MG_8336.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6612255637377496410.post-7029443215805671837</id><published>2009-06-21T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T00:54:15.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday, June21</title><content type='html'>I am woken up by my ringtone "beggin" by madcon, it is 10:30, and the sun has gone back into hiding. I stumble to the restroom to do my morning routine, and check whats new in my digital addiction Officially named the "Internet" to see if anyone enjoyed/gave comments on my photography, and any non sense that so see forth!  The plan was to hit up the beach since i had the wonderful weekend off but plans fizzled in to nothingness as people canceled, and weather spited me as it always does. After a few back n forth phone calls from my friend abou we decided to get out of our boxes, and hit up fryman. While it was good to get the exercise, and eat pick up stix the overall feeling of the day seemed a bore probably due to the fact that i previously had my mind set on me, and the boys chilling at the beach shooting shots as i normally enjoy doing. I sit here feeling broke as i just purchased a $366.00 lenses which is indeed worth the money but a nice gut punch in my wallet. The whole day felt kind of off as little things irritated me, and i was not my happy self but there is still hope of tomorrow leading to some kind of gitty bliss. I have a few photo shoots planned for this coming month which i am excited about because lets face it i love to shoot, and who doesn't love a happy brian? My friend just recently started a business, and requires my skills in shooting for his line of clothing, so hopefully that leads into some money for my pocket down the road, as god knows i need some. Overall there is not much i can be negative about as my life is far greater then allot of the people i hear about in small foreign country's around the globe, and just hearing the stories gives me goosebumps, and saddens my soul as there are to many stupid ungrateful people that bitch over the smallest meaningless bullshit possible of their great beautiful life. I will try to update tomorrow but only time will tell if i avoid the laziness, and follow through. On a ending note Fight Club = one of the best movies ever hands down! the band trapt (live) kicks ass.. walking through fryman yelling out lyrics to Elton john is priceless, and Photography rocks.. period!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6612255637377496410-7029443215805671837?l=brillo86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/feeds/7029443215805671837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/06/sunday-june21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/7029443215805671837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/7029443215805671837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/06/sunday-june21.html' title='Sunday, June21'/><author><name>Brillo86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04799501694258001835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/S2dVmAE0CXI/AAAAAAAAAFU/iTn3cY1yYWw/S220/20100201-_MG_8336.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6612255637377496410.post-5034441292812920293</id><published>2009-06-16T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T23:08:01.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day10</title><content type='html'>As i sit here humming to Kings of Leon, i find my self wishing it was the morning instead of a boring pointless night, as i want to go out, and shoot but instead find my self browsing my artistic websites, where i put my work, along as follow others which is fine, and dandy but i want to freaking shoot! I created a new profile on one of my websites Model Mayhem with my latest, greatest work, and i am getting hit up left n right to shoot, which makes me happy because it tells me people love my work. Yesterday was not to eventful, slept till ten am, and grabbed some dinner after work but at least it was at my favorite Mexican restaurant. The day before that was nice because i got off work early, and got to hit the trails for a good hour, and a half which is always a positive, and it seems the weather is starting to look like summer which means good lighting, warm weather, and a happy camper. I would love to take a month off work, and go hit up Oregon to go camping, hiking, and shoot mother nature in its fullest while having the time of my life. I want to be a free spirit just traveling around with my great friends, have lots of laughs, and make wonderful stories, photos, and be forever happy but it seems as though if i want to live this way i either need to find a career that will leave me with a ton of cash, and free time or I need to save up a few grand, and be very careful with what i spend my money on mainly being food. Yesterday minor depression kicked in due to the whole wanting a relationship, and woman thing but luckily it was just for the short period, and today turned out wonderful even if i did get a rejection on a date "Laugh out loud" only due to her being already taken . I have the weekend off which is very rare in my line of work, and i am excited because i get to hit the beach with my friends, and shoot shoot shoot! with perfect weather on top of that, but i am going to try, and snag some shots tomorrow morning before work so i hope my lazy ass gets up. Any new shots i find eye worthy i will put up in the coming week or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later my fellow blogger freaks/stalkers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6612255637377496410-5034441292812920293?l=brillo86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/feeds/5034441292812920293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/06/day10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/5034441292812920293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/5034441292812920293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/06/day10.html' title='Day10'/><author><name>Brillo86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04799501694258001835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/S2dVmAE0CXI/AAAAAAAAAFU/iTn3cY1yYWw/S220/20100201-_MG_8336.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6612255637377496410.post-2155052677349571132</id><published>2009-06-12T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T23:10:15.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day9</title><content type='html'>Sorry it has been a few days since i have updated.. seems i am slacking, but probably because there was nothing to eventful to post about. Yesterday after work i had my weekly softball game which once again was a loosing disappointment, and to top it off i was missing every ball that was hit out to the right field, and over thinking the distance so that i would run towards when i should have been running back. After the shameful defeat me, and a few team mates headed off to the famous Bob's big boy.. the food was not great but it was not horrible either, and they managed to screw up my check so i only ended up paying for a shake which i was content with :) . I managed to finish putting up all the shots i did of my friend Ashley, and was really excited with how they came out considering the circumstance. I slept in for most of the day, then headed off to work where i worked my ass off because we were short handed, and over crowded with people. If you have ever watched Henry poole is here, there is this one actress who plays a cashier in the movie that tries to cheer Henry up .. anyways she came into my store tonight, totally cool chick which i managed to cheer up because she was feeling down, and felt like we connected along the way, so i was excited about that. I follwed the end of the night by biking over to my favorite sushi place where i chowed down, and managed to walk away only spending twenty bucks, and a very happy stomach. I have the day off, and probably will be spending the morning practicing softball if my team mate comes through otherwise i am just sleeping in. I plan to hang out with my friends, and grab my camera for some fun filled shooting along the way. Here are the shots in case  your interested in looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SjNVSMzitVI/AAAAAAAAACA/zMlCc8qFeMw/s1600-h/Moneyshot3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SjNVSMzitVI/AAAAAAAAACA/zMlCc8qFeMw/s320/Moneyshot3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346710953782326610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SjNEQO6L8TI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YEbPJBCjI2g/s1600-h/moneyshot2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SjNEQO6L8TI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YEbPJBCjI2g/s320/moneyshot2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346692228289655090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SjNDxPg5F1I/AAAAAAAAABw/RKSIq12OXPc/s1600-h/moneyshot1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SjNDxPg5F1I/AAAAAAAAABw/RKSIq12OXPc/s320/moneyshot1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346691695876052818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SjNmOgu4UTI/AAAAAAAAACI/qudMfHgt5-w/s1600-h/_MG_6668.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SjNmOgu4UTI/AAAAAAAAACI/qudMfHgt5-w/s320/_MG_6668.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346729582109675826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6612255637377496410-2155052677349571132?l=brillo86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/feeds/2155052677349571132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/06/day9.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/2155052677349571132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/2155052677349571132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/06/day9.html' title='Day9'/><author><name>Brillo86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04799501694258001835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/S2dVmAE0CXI/AAAAAAAAAFU/iTn3cY1yYWw/S220/20100201-_MG_8336.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SjNVSMzitVI/AAAAAAAAACA/zMlCc8qFeMw/s72-c/Moneyshot3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6612255637377496410.post-3024441982067054836</id><published>2009-06-10T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T23:10:47.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day8</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/Si_1fGrV8jI/AAAAAAAAABo/3X6hVi0G68E/s1600-h/_MG_6995.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/Si_1fGrV8jI/AAAAAAAAABo/3X6hVi0G68E/s400/_MG_6995.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345761197429223986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept about twelve hours this morning or so it seems, and i still fill out of it. Yesterday started out annoying, and ended wonderfully as i had to awake just before dusk to arrive at some town hall store meeting i could have watched over youtube. Work was annoying, due to customers being dicks, and I being irritated as fuck due to the lack of sleep, or warm breakfast. Luckily the shift was short, and my freedom arrived soon enough, i was looking forward to the day because I had a photo shoot with my friend/co-worker Ashley but was worried because the weather did not look like it was going to manage to sustain any neat shots. She picked me up, and we headed off to the steep, and treacherous canyon named "Fryman" I joke because as i was leaving the place i noticed two guys gearing up as if to climb mount Everest while we had just come down in cassual/summer clothing. To my dismay the weather worked in our favor, and Fryman was gorgeous filled with tons of hidden spots that helped us capture those amazing shots we craved for. The night was drawing near, and my stomach was trying to tell me something so we packed the "bag" and headed off to hollywierd for our next locational shoot. There is this delicious mexican "chain" called chipotle that serves super delicious, and fattening burritos, and there was no way we were going to pass it up so we swung a sharp right into the parking lot, and ran like crazy mofos to the elevator which actually smelled quite nice "go figure". After devouring the thing once called a burrito i felt stuck as i did not want to move, and was ok with the blissful shock i was in. Night had finally arrived, and we were ready for our next set of shots, or so we thought as it seemed to be more trouble then we thought, switching through three outfits, having to run to the restroom a hundred times, and balls of laughter as we attempted to obtain at least a few good shots. The day was fun, and shots are coming out great, i am in the middle of post, and will have them up in a few days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6612255637377496410-3024441982067054836?l=brillo86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/feeds/3024441982067054836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/06/day8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/3024441982067054836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/3024441982067054836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/06/day8.html' title='Day8'/><author><name>Brillo86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04799501694258001835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/S2dVmAE0CXI/AAAAAAAAAFU/iTn3cY1yYWw/S220/20100201-_MG_8336.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/Si_1fGrV8jI/AAAAAAAAABo/3X6hVi0G68E/s72-c/_MG_6995.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6612255637377496410.post-8282148856074055066</id><published>2009-06-08T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T21:50:23.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day7</title><content type='html'>As i sit here talking to you i am in the mist of passing out, see it all started last night when i decided that i was not tired or that i was not going to sleep but would rather take my camera out at the crack of dawn in the hopes of taking some killer shots. The problem with this logic is that the day was wasted due to the sun not showing up until i got back home and took my nap instead of rising like it should have "thanks clouds". It was five am, and i left the comforts of my warm comfy computer chair with camera in hand walking down the streets of Sherman Oaks for a mile or two to the local bagel shop which to my surprise opened at five am, followed by some iced mocha at coffee bean a place similar to starbucks but better in my opinion. Hyped up on caffeine, and songs blasting on shuffle I trekked my way to fryman canyon a small mile long trail filled with a great view of the Valley/LA , and an arrangement of plants to click at my dismay. Half way there my bladder started acting up, and i must have circled the area at least twice before i could find a public restroom not requiring some purchase of useless crap i clearly did not need. Half way up the trail i managed to step in dog crap, irritated, and starting to feel tired i walked by down to the entrance where there was a water fountain to clean up the mess, and wake me up even if just a little bit. I arrived home an hour later ready to crash but my friend thought it would be a good idea to give me a call midway through my resting process, and some how whine his way into me going out for lunch instead of sleeping like i should have done from the start.  After lunch consisting of some decent shrimp n chow mein i ran strait for the bed, woke up about an hour ago, and decided to jot down my day, post some pictures, and grab some dinner before doing the morning crap all over again tomorrow. I have my photoshoot tomorrow with my co-worker ashley which i am excited about but hope the shots come out great, and will post them a short time after.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6612255637377496410-8282148856074055066?l=brillo86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/feeds/8282148856074055066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/06/day7.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/8282148856074055066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/8282148856074055066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/06/day7.html' title='Day7'/><author><name>Brillo86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04799501694258001835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/S2dVmAE0CXI/AAAAAAAAAFU/iTn3cY1yYWw/S220/20100201-_MG_8336.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6612255637377496410.post-5522510842980008205</id><published>2009-06-07T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T22:49:52.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day6</title><content type='html'>Hello world, and all of its crap! lets just say that today was sucking hard, i woke up feeling in a shitty mood still tired, and not wanting to deal with work, the eight hour bore fest took affect, and a century later i was free! For some reason people get overworked up with being fans of sports as it's the finals for basketball, and seeing as how Lakers are winning everyone is going ape shit to which i could care less as i care less about watching sports, although i do love playing it, and have my own softball team/games on Thursdays. We are getting our asses kicked but we are a new team, and we will progress but none of that has anything to do with today just ranting on as today doesn't really seem like much worth talking about. Right after work i grabbed my bike, and headed off to borders where i enjoyed an hour of my photography magazines, followed by grabbing something to eat. I was planning to stop at the famous Mels Diner to grab a burger n shake but opted out for the cheaper alternative at Marie Calenders a place famous for its Pies. The food was mediocer, and the lack of people there left me a tad depressed state as eating alone is not bad enough, eating alone in a empty restaurant, and staring at the decor. The only thing that made the visit worth anything was the fact that i had a really cute waitress around my age that seemed slightly interested in me but like a retard i failed miserbly, and did not bother to ask for her number to which i feel like banging my head against the wall over, and over. I have tomorrow off so i am planning on grabbing my camera, and hitting up the local trails with a co-worker because who doesn't love exercise, and photography in one setting. I do have a fun photo shoot on Tuesday with another one of my co-workers Ashley which i am looking forward to, it is going to be my first shoot consisting with daytime, and night for which i am unfamiliar, and ready for the challenge if i am ever to progress in the art, and i find it awesome that she is a fellow photographer/lover of the art.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6612255637377496410-5522510842980008205?l=brillo86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/feeds/5522510842980008205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/06/day6.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/5522510842980008205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/5522510842980008205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/06/day6.html' title='Day6'/><author><name>Brillo86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04799501694258001835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/S2dVmAE0CXI/AAAAAAAAAFU/iTn3cY1yYWw/S220/20100201-_MG_8336.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6612255637377496410.post-8441932905653131626</id><published>2009-06-06T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T22:50:46.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day5</title><content type='html'>Its 10:37 and for some reason i am up hrm, so i swung by the store to grab some breakfast, and another friend/co-worker  wanted to shoot since she saw my latest work so that will be pretty cool, i can always use more work for my port, and she is a "Kool Kat". I keep going back n forth with my music selection between Sick Puppies, and Bat for lashes as they both equally kick ass in their own genre, and my stomach is bitching at me because i am cramming danish/OJ down it like a retard when i should have grabbed a more hearty breakfast. I do not have work till 1:00 so i am going to finish off that californiacation if it kills me! not that it would.. because it's simply awesome. The weather still isn't photo worthy much less get out of the house worthy as we can't for some reason rid our self's of this post Apocalypse summer full of clouds, rain, and thunder. I ended up watching rolemodels last night, and as predicted it sucked major! with a few laughs here n there with a little flash of hot naked chicks just to keep any retarded male from leaving their seats during the movie, but i did hear from my room mate that Hangover was just as hilarious as 40 year old virgin so that does look promising. I hate to admit it but i do seem kind of interested in Land of the lost with Will Ferrel as this might actually bring back the humor i once loved in Will but we will see it might just be another netflix delivery in a few months. Last night before bed i had that kick your self in the ass minor depression whining in my head about not having a girlfriend, and i am not sure why my mind went there when i am perfectly content with just being with friends, and my self but hopefully that doesn't happen again tonight. Its amazing how many wonderfully gifted photographers you can find on art pages through out the interweb such as deviantart, modelmayhem, flickr, Jpgmagazine, and Mybubble that simply grab you .. if i was loaded with cash i would have allot of their art hanging around my house right now. My hair has reached the limits of lameness, and i can not bare to look at it anymore as every time i see my self in the mirror i cringe at the white trashy look my hair has created so this Monday i am going to get it cut/styled and pray that it resembles the picture i display upon the stylist. Funny thing is, she is one of my customers, and i had no idea she cut hair until we started talking about more then just small talk so hopefully she is worth the $30 plus, she is a really nice woman though, and says she can do it so my hopes are high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more shots from the shoot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/Siq7Fs0YLyI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Acw5gTltN_g/s1600-h/small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/Siq7Fs0YLyI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Acw5gTltN_g/s320/small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344289614433103650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/Siymp8AWipI/AAAAAAAAABg/petuQ0v0n7Y/s1600-h/22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/Siymp8AWipI/AAAAAAAAABg/petuQ0v0n7Y/s320/22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344830097194388114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6612255637377496410-8441932905653131626?l=brillo86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/feeds/8441932905653131626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/06/day5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/8441932905653131626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/8441932905653131626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/06/day5.html' title='Day5'/><author><name>Brillo86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04799501694258001835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/S2dVmAE0CXI/AAAAAAAAAFU/iTn3cY1yYWw/S220/20100201-_MG_8336.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/Siq7Fs0YLyI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Acw5gTltN_g/s72-c/small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6612255637377496410.post-7901023271177083755</id><published>2009-06-05T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T15:14:45.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day4</title><content type='html'>As i sit here writing to you, the thought of going to the doctors is stabbing my mind as i am getting a physical today, and seeing as how i have never done this before i am little curious as to what the hell is going to happen. So i have this regional guy who works at my store sometimes, and we are cool, have nice little chats anyways he hooks me up with music every now and then .. stuff i have never even heard of, and i absolutely love it. The current track playing right now is Bat for lashes - two suns, and i must say its really freaking good, now i just need to get my lazy butt to add it to my ipod oh boy! Still funky weather in Sunny Southern California as this morning was pouring, and now the sun is nearly out, and all i can do is scratch my head, and hope the Apocalypse isn't near so i can at least a enjoy a few dozen more years on this silly planet we call Earth. Cliff bars have turned into my daily morning breakfast due to sheer laziness of leaving the house when i first wake up as i clearly am not a morning person but i am not really a night person either so i am kind of pardon my french "FUCKED" luckily i do not have work so no irritating customers to annoy the shit out of me, and no eight hour stare into space as i scan endless amounts of junk people don't need so they can throw it in their body so they can get bigger, and bigger. Luckily one of my co-workers has received his golden ticket out of this hell whole world of "consumers" and is now going to be working full time at his own business selling his clothing line, and seeing as how i am a photographer i am going to squeeze every inch of my butt into getting on that action weather shooting campaign ads, basic website clothing shots, or helping around the office part time just to earn some cash on the side. There is a running joke around my store due to the fact that i shop there when i am off, and they always scream "HI BRIAN" as i shutter in disgust but lets face it, i work at a health food store, i eat health food, and i can't cook worth a shit so why not? Sick Puppies is blasting, JPG Magazine is failing to upload my photos, and all i can do is count the time before i see the DOC. (later time) I arrive at the doctors early expecting to fill out a bunch of crap, and all they have me do is sign a couple spots, and make me wait in the room. As i sit there staring at the visually acceptable colored walls i drift off into thought as californiacation pops in my head, and a scene where the daughter is playing with her under age rock band that clearly fits the part, then leads to the fact that my group of friends have a rock band , how they do look the part, and that it would be freaking awesome to shoot their album, visualizing the way the lighting, and studio would be setup, all the while just sitting there off in space. An hour later, and a few holes extra in my arm i am sitting here full on salmon, and relaxed with some new music perfectly content with the day. I have dinner in four hours where i will be chowing down on some delicious Cuban food named "Versai" that will leave me farting, and smelling like garlic all night but left with simple delight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6612255637377496410-7901023271177083755?l=brillo86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/feeds/7901023271177083755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/06/day4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/7901023271177083755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/7901023271177083755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/06/day4.html' title='Day4'/><author><name>Brillo86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04799501694258001835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/S2dVmAE0CXI/AAAAAAAAAFU/iTn3cY1yYWw/S220/20100201-_MG_8336.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6612255637377496410.post-5189393294162703128</id><published>2009-06-04T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T22:07:23.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day3</title><content type='html'>Last night ended up turning into a complete headache simply because my brain could not handle staring at the silly screen more then a few hours so i crashed early last night. I woke up this morning with a mix emotion of being asleep, and somewhat alert at the same time as if either one i chose happen by default so i went with the wiser route, and instead of wasting my precious few hours before work sleeping i instead hit to the camera to play around my photos from the shoot yesterday. I chowed down on a Cliff bar as my stomach grumbled knowing that it would not hold me down for long, i glanced at the time and knew work was near so headed off to the store in the hopes of finding something appetizing, or at least somewhat edible. I knew that there was little time left to do anything productive so I stayed put at work waiting for the inevitable count down to doom officially named &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WORK&lt;/span&gt;! As expected work was slow, and decrepit waste of time with a few highlights of humor, and enjoyment in a rather mundane day of working. I find it funny that we spend countless hours doing something we don't particularly love just to feed, and support our self's with minor entertainment through the off times. I for one wish i was not so dependent on the system, and fear of living life to the fullest just because of my uncertainty of the outcome because honestly i would love to just grab my backpack, camera, some cash, and just travel shooting anything/everything that catches the eye but my simple fear of being alone, unable to make some cash to eat petrifies me when it should not even be the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who are interested in how the shoot came out here are a few shots for ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SigclmuVfBI/AAAAAAAAABI/4494O53fDpg/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SigclmuVfBI/AAAAAAAAABI/4494O53fDpg/s320/12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343552390250724370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SigchB6BP8I/AAAAAAAAABA/bSQjZiXFxns/s1600-h/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SigchB6BP8I/AAAAAAAAABA/bSQjZiXFxns/s320/17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343552311648141250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SigcbP20PqI/AAAAAAAAAA4/TUnULfBZPdo/s1600-h/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SigcbP20PqI/AAAAAAAAAA4/TUnULfBZPdo/s320/16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343552212313587362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SigcUuI2PYI/AAAAAAAAAAw/LKw_R-oqTwU/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SigcUuI2PYI/AAAAAAAAAAw/LKw_R-oqTwU/s320/15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343552100183195010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6612255637377496410-5189393294162703128?l=brillo86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/feeds/5189393294162703128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/06/day3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/5189393294162703128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/5189393294162703128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/06/day3.html' title='Day3'/><author><name>Brillo86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04799501694258001835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/S2dVmAE0CXI/AAAAAAAAAFU/iTn3cY1yYWw/S220/20100201-_MG_8336.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/SigclmuVfBI/AAAAAAAAABI/4494O53fDpg/s72-c/12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6612255637377496410.post-3117531026038579367</id><published>2009-06-03T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T21:19:06.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day2</title><content type='html'>Good morning world, good morning stupid traffic noise right out my window.. as i wake aggravated, and clueless to what time it is, i can not help but wonder if this day will get any shittier. I glance at the time with a few hours to spare before the shoot, and ponder the idea of hitting up borders to Nerd out on Photography Magazines but due to my laziness I take the easy route, and slap in season 1 of Californiacation. I decided after starting the show from the third season in that its only fair i watch its awesomeness in entirety. The hours are up, and the weather is mocking me as if god was pulling a universal joke! So much for summer as i drag my feet in the windy, rainy streets to await my lovely model, with a displeased expression hammered on my face. Luckily with a huge smile, and a optimistic view on life my model worries none as the day will be great! Its cloudy, and windy by the beach but no rain thus far, the exposure is on key so we scout the area ideal for composition. Once we setup location her boyfriend starts cracking hilarious jokes left, and right thus helping my model show her real emotions. By the end of the shoot it starts pouring, so we grab our bags as we rush to salvation in a small little ford focus that whiffs us away. We arrive at my local favorite Mexican Restaurant fatter, and full but blissful as our bellies have just been treated to heaven. By the time we leave the area, and head back home the sun makes its first appearance of the day as it mocks us with laughter, and irony as we "shrug" and carry on our marry way? lol.. needless to say minus the wierd  weather it was a really nice day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-brian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6612255637377496410-3117531026038579367?l=brillo86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/feeds/3117531026038579367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/06/day2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/3117531026038579367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/3117531026038579367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/06/day2.html' title='Day2'/><author><name>Brillo86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04799501694258001835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/S2dVmAE0CXI/AAAAAAAAAFU/iTn3cY1yYWw/S220/20100201-_MG_8336.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6612255637377496410.post-3212716401849762220</id><published>2009-06-03T01:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T01:34:13.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day1</title><content type='html'>Alright so obviously i am a little late in the game it seems to have my own blog but just like they say its never too late for school same theory goes. For those of you who care my name is brian, i am a amateur photographer living in Sunny Southern California where i was born, and raised. Now that you got the basic gist of me i shall report on this weird dreary day of june 2,2009 as it has been nothing but a mundane day from the outer aspect but quite strange from the hidden cracks in my silly little brain. For the last few hours my right bicep has been having a spamism attack for what reason i am unsure of, but it is making it quite clear that its attention is to annoy me till further adue, and nothing i do will change its mind "pff" so anyways i entered this photography contest yesterday with two submissions that i think scream "ME" and my style of work for the silly hopes, and prayers that i will be blessed with the new 5d mark II camera.. for those of you who are going "huh" its a really expensive shiny camera that records HD video, and allows for bigger, beautiful prints, and while i am perfectly content with my current camera (Rebel Xsi) this would be a dream that will soon be come a reality in the next 24 hours (hopes, and prays) so i have been racking my brain around that all day, and its getting a little annoying but anyways i am looking forward to a photoshoot i have tomorrow with one of my lovely co-workers, and if all goes well we will be producing some beautiful shots, and haveing a rather enjoyable day. So as i sit here jamming to tool, and flooding my jib on to you the poor un suspecting viewer i can't help wanting tomorrow ti be here already as today was a complete lack luster full of long dragged out work, and the common cold taking cheap shots at my over all state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if my writing is not pretty, or well put but it is me, and you will have to deal with it if you are to continue to seem even just a tad bit interested in what i did/do through out this life of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Brian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6612255637377496410-3212716401849762220?l=brillo86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/feeds/3212716401849762220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/06/day1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/3212716401849762220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6612255637377496410/posts/default/3212716401849762220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brillo86.blogspot.com/2009/06/day1.html' title='Day1'/><author><name>Brillo86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04799501694258001835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvpTdUBHrfQ/S2dVmAE0CXI/AAAAAAAAAFU/iTn3cY1yYWw/S220/20100201-_MG_8336.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
