An open letter to the guy in the blue striped shirt standing behind me at the Elbo Room last night:

Dear Guy,

I appreciate your enthusiasm for my photography, however drunken and alcohol-inspired it may be.

There are, however, a few things I'd like to say:

It generally doesn't improve the picture to have someone grab me on the shoulder while I'm taking it.

I can see the band very well from where I'm standing. You don't need to point out all the good shots for me.

I take as many as one hundred pictures at any concert. Therefore, I may wait with my camera poised and ready for several minutes to get a shot that is out of the ordinary. That said, shouting "Dude, go ahead, take the picture!" is pointless. I AM.

Bonehead.

This is my hobby. I have been doing this for a year now. Whereas I do not consider myself an expert or a great photographer in any way, I have developed my own style and feel I know how to do what I want to do. LET ME DO MY THING, OKAY? Just stand back, enjoy the show, let me take my damn pictures, and LEAVE ME ALONE.

I understand you were drunk, but you're still a dumbass.

Ever so sincerely,

Tom

On a related note, maybe I should start drinking again.

Listening to: trim, and this.
In my sink: nuttin'.