Dan is known for taking the worst possible pictures of people. Mainly because he’s too preoccupied with being quirky and different. But these turned out OK maybe! I’m not saying I’d hire him to photograph my wedding, but if I were going to post used clothes on eBay, I’d totally let him take the pictures.

Dan gave me coaching for the bottom two. The first was me looking at something that went by me very quickly, and the second was me reacting to a chocolate bar that fell from my hands. This is good stuff. Note the discarded Chuck on the bottom left, as I took my new boat shoes for a spin.

Oh, hello. I got new shoes. They are bright green suede, as you can see. Also, they are boat shoes. Can you imagine?? Green suede boat shoes. I suspect however that they are completely useless on a boat because water is not friendly to suede. But really, why are boat shoes meant for boats anyway? They slide easily on wet surfaces.

Dan was with me when I bought these. He said they are so me because they are “yacht punk.” I agreed and said, I will start a new movement. He said, you are the movement.

Someone in the Popular Photography photo lab was kind enough to let me use a Nikon SLR camera this weekend (maybe a D90?), and since I didn’t come across nearly as many weirdos in costume at Comic Con as I had hoped, I convinced Dan to ham it up in Washington Square Park so I could mess around with it. As you can tell, it was really hard to get him to loosen up.

I think the pictures turned out pretty nice, considering I didn’t really know what I was doing. The triptych below is a thumbnail by the way; you can click on it to make it bigger.

Today I ponder: What does one wear to Nerdfest ’09, aka Comic Con? (I call it that out of love; nerds are my people.) Dan [a nerd] said I need to take my outfit seriously.

I could go the route of Indie-ish Reporter by wearing jeans, Chucks, and a button down; It would scream, “I’m just here to observe! Please keep your distance!” so I don’t have to. Or I could actually get into the Comic Con character by wearing wackadoo garb.

Since I don’t see myself showing up dressed as Thor (who Dan informed me is a superhero that underwent a sex change during the series and is thus rivaling The Disabler for Bridget’s most obvious hero incarnation), I figure I could try for the Enid-from-Ghost World (by way of Luella Bartley Spring 2008) look:

Note the tiny batman symbol on the cardigan. I think this may be a happy medium.

And with this post, it’s official: I should be reading comic books. This is almost like college where I knew every miniscule detail about the theater department, but had nothing to do with theater itself.