Nov 16, 2009  •  In Art/Design, Comang

Woof Woof

While making some changes to my banner I decided to add my dog Comang to the mix:

The banner is still a work in progress (what do you think of it so far?) but the pooch is ready for his closeup!…

Oct 25, 2009  •  In Comang, Photography

Puppy Love

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J took this picture last night while playing around with the new camera. I’m not sure why (as the dog is completely out of focus), but I instantly fell in love with it.
The image, straight out of the camera:

After some post-processing on Photoshop:

Since purchasing the Canon EOS Rebel T1i, I have been completely overwhelmed by the plethora of photography resources available on the web. There always seems to be more to read, more to experiment with, and more to be learned.
Not to mention, photography is one expensive hobby!
What are your favorite photography resources on the…

Aug 21, 2009  •  In Comang, Cute, Funny, Personal

Elephant in the Bathtub

Second mystery of the day:

How did the puppy’s favorite toy end up in the bathtub?
I thought J put it there as a joke (we had just given the dog a bath) but he swears he didn’t.
Comang is a little guy – it is very improbable that he voluntarily placed the elephant into the bathtub.

My guess is that while “killing” the elephant (aka growling and shaking the poor little thing back and forth like a wild dog on Ritalin), the toy flew into the bathtub.
Or maybe the little guy decided that his favorite toy deserves a…

Jul 28, 2009  •  In Comang, Personal

Comang (My Dog)

Every time I come home, my dog thinks it’s amazing. He can’t believe that I’ve accomplished this again. I walk in the door. The joy of it almost kills him. “She’s back again! It’s her! It’s her!”

Love ya, buddy.…

Mar 31, 2009  •  In Comang, Depression, Personal

Not Alone

Sometimes the worst thing you can do for a person suffering from depression is to leave him or her alone.
I am well aware of this fact. However, as a natural introvert I shy away from company and gravitate toward the comforts of solitude. Where I can be alone with my thoughts of despair and disarray.
So it is fortunate timing that I am no longer alone 24×7.
Wait, not fortunate, but gracious.
God must’ve known this would come up. You can never get anything past Him, I tell ya.
Well before our coming forth with my depression, our pastor’s…