Hello to all my peers

Hello to all my peers, sorry for the wait but I just got an announcement on the radio from an old friend that used to cook on the weekend for me with late night performances of karaoke. An endless rapport of lottery and cigarettes and a supportive conversation to delegate down emotions for upward emotions always been my best bit with my old friend with winning numbers to laugh out fear and now I’M sitting in a 1957 lowrider car with the original doors and the original order, I feel the best in me as a my old friend announce me, announce my character, announce the fact that I’m a thought, a thought with a endless deadline.
“Was It Worth It“
All started two years ago when I stopped using heroin because I couldn’t afford my favorite cereal, “what a shame, I’m a straight bastard…” did I mention the sleepwalking while the heroin strap my veins, I just new something has to change and as I begin my optimize engine search on my computer, the words or more less the pseudocode began to fly off the screen an ad appear describing an photographer in need for a specific idea for an actual amount of money was consider however the idea was no rush because the photo had to be prefect… And then that late evening as the heroin began to shallow off my naked skin I realized I had an endless deadline.
So what is the problem?

So what is the problem?, another bad photo I came across for the third time this week and I thought… I was a pro at this. Taking the right picture or creating the perfect image for the naked eye should be easy but unfortunately it is a hard egg to swallow. I don’t need more time because I have an Endless Deadline to pursue but that idea can’t get in the way of my ideal photo for any upcoming social media or social blogging event. My counter action for my endless deadline starts now and what do I mean now, I have started making an exception by taking accountability in making a schedule deadline for my endless result and I’m going to keep my realistic thoughts short because I don’t have enough time as my veins begin to swell up for more heroin, by the next morning I should be clear of all thoughts and decision making for my spectacular photo, my vision photo would be uploaded to my IT digital drive in the upcoming week or two.
“gave it your best shot before you forfeit ”
In fact a little bit of music should get my ball rolling with a tall glass of cold water and a few cigarettes to relaX the pretense of content vs image because content and image have to work together in order to come together, oh yes! That is my business model, not some fancy workshop office with every photograph equipment and some pieces of paper describing what I can or can’t do.
Waking up in a hospital is no brainer

Waking up in a hospital is no brainer, I’ve been sitting in this lounge chair with a white sheet over my head for the past two weeks but was it worth it? Two weeks ago after identifying the perfect image, I realized I have to make room and go up, I mean all up in the air. I discover in old billboard that been sitting next to a 200 year old abandoned building with the billboard initials of a craft photo of about 30 years ago, a different time and different market which means a different content and different image that speaks louder than any other photo on the social media market and “I the photo guy” just found my endless deadline.

The building across the street sat at a perfect obtuse angle that allowed me and my camera to take a direct photo top and bottom, with no gear to hold my stability on a 37 stories building and no glad support, the risk factor was at 90% on a fall, I mean a nosebleed drop but I need that photo at any means necessary! Looking at the hospital ceiling with all the bright lights shining down into my right eye because my left eye is closed shut from the drop of the 11th floor window and now I’m just thinking about the last photo shots before I went down hitting the solid concrete back first.
“sometimes a risk factor can come with major injuries”
My doctor decides to stand right in front of my bed asking me, was it worth it? “I say, don’t know, I didn’t hear from my publisher” The doctor started laughing about my injury, “well boy you won’t be able to walk with in the next 10 years due to major back injury.” Within the next 12 minutes my phone started ringing with a text content and an image attached. I opened my phone and there it was… congrats on your new photo of a million views overnight. In the photo was an old fashion cowboy hat vintages version and a typewriter with post content describing(saying) the endless deadline and yes I had matched the photo content and my business offer as well.

So the question was! Was it worth it? yes!
Feeling lucky Rodney Askins












































