Hi! It’s me. Roger. If this is your first time on our blog I apologize. You’re about to be really confused and I hope you still come back after this. Karin always writes the blog because she’s good at it. But, she’s also sort of a blog hog. I’ve got something to share! I want to tell stories! So that is what I am here today to do. This is either going to be really funny – or really make us (me) seem crazy. Either way, I don’t get the blog much, so I’m going for it.
Back in ’09 Karin wrote a post called “Through Roger’s Lens” that was a big hit. I would get comments all the time about my “extra” pics that I take while on shoots. I love to people watch, so I like to get funny shots of people or random things. I shoot on a zoom lens, so I can get in really close when people don’t know I’m watching. Before you call the police and have me locked up in “the clank”, let me share some more recent examples of my shots… and let me know what you think!
I call this photo – The beginning of Happily Ever After. This is the best cake cut ever.I saw something just like this on Tosh.0 last week!So Karin tells me that someone commented on the fact that one of Jennifer & Ryan’s engagement photos I took had a ghost in it. And I don’t really remember this – because as Karin will tell you I don’t always completely listen to these stories because she tells stuff like this ALL THE TIME – but I do remember her making me look at it. At that point she had my attention. This was taken at a historical building in Alton and I can attest to the fact that there was nothing in the background that would cause this. Do you see the ghost? Random Tuesday in St.Louis. This is why I don’t live in the city.I guess I’m getting old. The dj put on that “Single Ladies” song, and I swear – these chicks put their hands up when it says in the song “Now put your hands up!”. The single ladies at weddings just keep looking younger and younger.Just because you are standing behind a table doesn’t mean people can’t see you. And your little lookout needs to be fired, because you are busted!You know those creepy Old Navy commercials with those damn mannequins? I hate those commercials. Apparently the 1880’s “modelquins” were at a recent wedding.This one was helping the mother of the bride with her photo.Apparently – no one likes to follow the rules.Blowing bubbles is WAY harder than it looks. Keep up the fight, bro!The whole line dancing thing confuses me. I think the ring bearer told her he didn’t like her bow. What a meanie!We were trying to get some really cool shots on this rock ledge in Mexico. Karin though the entire trip that she would be able to talk to the locals because of her 2 years of Spanish in high school. “Amigos, move out of the way por favor” apparently means nothing to them. Surprise surprise.I really like the bouquet toss at a wedding. Women are relentless when it comes to catching the damn thing. Take for example – exhibit A here. Photo 1 on left – the intensity on their faces, their hands in a outreached position. Photo 2 on right – a tug of war breaks out with the littlest one taking an elbow straight to the noggin.Exhibit B – Photo 3 on the left – the woman in the tan shirt is clearly pumped about her catch while the little girl falls down and clutches her head in pain. Photo 4 on right – woman in tan tries to make up for the injury she inflicted by giving her the bouquet that she clobbered to get. The little girl holds out her hand in a very “What the hell?” way. And then there is that girl on the far left pointing at her and laughing. I say this all the time, but it must be damn hard to be a woman.Finger licking good being taken to a whole new level.I saved this one for last. I don’t know why, but every time I am on a beach there is a man in a thong there. I don’t know when this became so popular, but apparently if you are over the age of 50, 200+ pounds, and on a beach… you are probably wearing a thong or speedo. But this I can’t quite explain. At Ashley & Nathan’s wedding in Florida, this man… on crutches… with a blue painters tape wrapped around his cast… stood and talked to the BP Oil Spill clean up crew… with no pants on. Nothing blocking what the good Lord gave him. Now THAT is what I call freedom.
I hope you enjoyed my pics and commentary. I know this probably wasn’t a Pulitzer Prize winning post, but I think it’s my duty to share with you some behind the scenes images you are missing out on. If you enjoyed it – make sure you comment so I can share more often. If you don’t like this blog post… sorry. Hope you’ll come back again anyway!