SO I LIED GET OVER IT

I said last time I wouldn't post any OF myself for a while but I got an email from an old friend CONTAINING A VINTAGE FUCKING POPTPOP OF YOURS TRULY AND HERS TRULY.

This was sent in by my old school buddy Liz and its a new category of POPtPOP'in. I briefly proposed the name INIFINIPOP™ but I think we'd need another mirror in the shot. So this one is SORT of a Versus™, but its also of herself. Self-vs-self, in a way.

I think the new term is MetaPop™! MEEEEETTAAAAPOP (i say mehta-pop, but you can say meatah-pop if you WANT TO)

Here is what Liz had to say about the image:

So I was going through photographs the other day while cleaning out the office and I found (this) (... below, obviously). And I remembered your thing about pictures of people taking...... so I wondered...
Does it count if it's self-reflective? ( and does it count if you are in the picture?) (and if it is self-reflective-as in literally- does that make it an infinite poptpop?)
Anyway, this was a classic. Love the shirts.

And I have to say: This was at a hotel in Birmingham when she came to see me (from knoxville) when I was in college. The shirt I am wearing is from the Sturgis bike rally my dad took me to in 1998, though neither of us really rode at that point.


I ALSO have to say: i promise, the next poptop is AWESOME. in fact, IT IS MY FAVORITE OF ALL OF TIME.

Brace yourself, grab some Depends®, and hold on.




ps POLTAPOLAM!

pps yes thats really me.

EGO POSTING HOLY CRAP CRAP CRAP!

I found this one, also residual from whiskerino*, of David shooting me shooting HIM.

I PROMISE NOT TO POST ONE OF MYSELF FOR A LONG TIME.

Which means I either need to dig up other shots, OR YOU NEED TO SEND SOME IN

A rare semi-glimpse at me POPTPOPPPPPPPPIN'

I feel weird writing in ALL CAPS and super enthusiastically about MYSELF shooting POPtPOps.

Backstory: Whiskerino, bowling day, bowling alley, LARGE FORMAT fest.



Now, technically, I'm focusing here, but that to me falls squarely in the POPTPOP qualifications. Other parts that are more rare, but that I love, are photos of the SET UP and photos of the post-shot REVIEW.

BEARD, Alcohol, PopTpoP, and THE WIRE

The Wire is one of the best shows ever. I'm not sure this one is even up for debate. While watching it at Bottletree, ALAN BARTON grabbed this shot of
WES FRAZER shooting a girl DECIDEDLY NOT LOOKING AT HIM at the bar.


But who is she looking at? I DO NOT KNOW.


GO WATCH THE WIRE!

Whiskerino shenanigans

There isn't much to say. No all caps can sum up the nonsense that was the Whiskerino Throwdown.

I blew through all my Type 72 4x5 Polaroid and it was totally worth it.

Above is a versus between me and Nathan, aka wondermade.

DO NOT BOWL YOUR BABYCHILD! Tammy Harper, loyal rePOPTPOPer, and her BITHDAY SURPRISE

Good friend and wonderful contributor to this here bloglog (blahGlog?) BRINGS YOU THIS MIND SHATTERING poptpop from a BOWLING ALLEY HOLY CRAP.

You'll see in the front of the frame (HUGE THING ON THE FLOOR??) that its a birthday party at BRUNSWICK bowling alley style product place. I CANNOT CONFIRM ITS BIRTHDAY PARTYNESS.

What I CAN confirm is that you're looking at the talented Jamie Harper holding a BABYCHILD and as far as I can he is NOT throwing this childperson down the BOWLING LANE. I cannot imagine a small, weak person being a very good bowling ball anyway.


THANK YOU HARPERS FOR BEING AWESOME.

LONG LOST BLOG RETURNS. AHHHHH! Me, EVEN!

So, I KNOW ITS BEEN A DAMN WHILE. I'll work on it, I promise.

For now, here's a shot taken by CALEB CHANCY of ME shooting my friend ALLISON on the day of her wedding here in town.


POPTPOOOOMGOOOOP

CTPOMTPOA (not Cyrillic type!)