This weakness of mine in taking horrible pictures is all too apparent in my review of the Jeckyll blogmeet shots. Most of the photos are too dark, since impromptu attempts to capture ‘the moment’ necessitated tossing the whole visual-consideration thing out the door. Several other pictures that actually turned out moderately well are unfortunately not postworthy, since the shots include those who don’t wish to have their drunken mug shots spread across the internet. In addition, somehow I ended up with several photos featuring only the whiskers of Catfish and his cigarette taking up a substantial amount of the photo space. He has a knack for ending up in the lower right hand corner of any given frame, at any given time, which I suppose is a whole lot better than ending up with someone’s buttcrack burned into my retinas. Yet despite these setbacks, I ended up with a handful of keeper shots, but this one sticks out as the anti-hallmark moment.

This photo of Velocigod and Eric is a classic reminder of the weekend. Never mind that Velocigod’s halo is showing, or that Eric appears a wee bit excited, or even that they’re both sitting atop the Irish Lad, whose eyes are bright red with fear in the complete shot. Sorry punkinbutt, I have a hunch that you don’t wish that expression plastered all over my blog. Anyhoo, this is a fucking awesome picture, isn’t it?