Posts from the ‘NYC Street Photography’ Category
sometimes, you have to take a deep breath and just dive in. yes, you might drown or encounter some kind of poisonous serpent or a new species of eel with sharp teeth. but imagine the excitement, the accomplishment, the pride you will feel when you find out that your lungs are actually gills and your hands are actually webbed tentacles. so get in there. get in there as fast as you can.
even now, after everything i went through, i still get asked what it’s like to have a ten foot tail. i laugh to myself and just shake my head. you should see their expressions when i whisper, “i can fly motherfucker. what can you do?” i say it so fast and with a slight turkish accent that they’re not really sure what i said but are too embarrassed to ask me to repeat it. so they just smile and tip their head a little bit before walking away.
every now and then i give up balloons. it’s never really a planned thing. my body just tells me, “no more fucking balloons roy.” so i listen because i know if i don’t i can get into some deep trouble. when you deal with the kind of balloons i deal with, there is only so much your body can handle before it just shuts down on itself.
if you think this has to do with you then think again man. and that’s where the bible got it really wrong when it comes down to it. the fact that the women came second after the man and shit doesn’t mean that the women were created for the man. a lot of people say that but you know science, real science without the politics, can really change paradigms. what if i told you that if you take a look at a woman’s galaptor cells under a microscope, and you can get this on ebay, you’re going to see without a shadow of a doubt that a woman is related to the modern day entenmann’s softee donut but in a much more concentrated form. to put it in perspective, just one drop of their liquid cinnamon sugar donuts is enough to make three hundred thousand boxes of donuts.















