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For Casey: A Pictorial Essay

I “knew” her before I actually knew her.  I read her blog, I watched her speak at a conference that I didn’t get to attend,  I fell in love with her story,  I admired her photography and love of Canon, and I never-ever-ever imagined that we would be friends.  But, that’s what this blogosphere has afforded so many of us—Friendship!

Casey is having her second baby girl this May, and I just wanted to let her know how much she means to me.  I admire her and think she’s brave, patient, kind, forgiving, talented, sweet, and funny.  I want her to know that I respect her as a fellow artist, and I am so excited to watch her grow and expand on her journey of motherhood and life.   I want her to know how much her friendship means to me.

This pictorial essay is how I have seen Casey through my lens…through my eyes.   And, I look forward to adding to this wonderful collection of memories.

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Meet Casey

Meet Casey

A girl logs on her to flower powered HP
She says why am I soft in the middle now
Why am I soft in the middle
The rest of my life is so hard
I need a photo-opportunity
I want a shot at redemption
Don’t want to end up a cartoon
In a cartoon graveyard
Bonedigger, bonedigger
Dogs in the moonlight
Far away my well-lit door
Mr. Beerbelly
Beerbelly
Get these mutts away from me
You know I don’t find this stuff amusing anymore

If you’ll be my bodyguard
I can be your long lost pal
I can call you Betty
And Betty when you call me
You can call me Al

A girl sings karaoke
She sings why am I short of attention
Got a short little span of attention
And my nights are so long
Wheres my hubs and family
What if I die here
Who’ll be my role-model
Now that my role-model is
Gone gone
She ducked back under the super pretty HP
With some roly-poly little bat-faced girl
All along, along
There were incidents and accidents
There were hints and allegations

If you’ll be my bodyguard
I can be your long lost pal
I can call you Betty
And Betty when you call me
You can call me Al
Call me Al

A girl walks down the street
Its a street in a strange world
Maybe its the third world
Maybe its her first time around
She doesn’t speak the language
She holds no currency
She is a foreign girl
She is surrounded by the sound
The sound
Cattle in the marketplace
Scatterlings and orphanages
She looks around, around
She sees angels in the architecture
Spinning in infinity
She says amen! and hallelujah!

If you’ll be my bodyguard
I can be your long lost pal
I can call you Betty
And Betty when you call me
You can call me Al
Call me Al

Original song by: Mr. Paul Simon
(duh!)

Casey,

No matter who your body guard is or who your body guard isn’t, I want you to know that you have had the power to bring me to tears with your written and spoken word.  I want you to know that you have made me lose my breath by way of your beauty.  I want you to know that I am thankful that I have met you in “real life” and that we are bonded by this blog-o-sphere!

You can have countless Als and Bettys in your life!  So Betty when you call me, you can call me Al!



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