Check this out, yo. Wide night shot of the whole Ath-facing side of the South Hovses.
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Ruddock breezeway and columns from Ricketts.
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I'm still not used to Winnett's new look. It's a lot nicer this way, but still doesn't feel like "home".
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Millikan looks rather spooky like this, I think. (Just like in real life!)
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There was a rave/techno party on the Olive Walk; I set up the camera in the South Houses courtyard and took these 3-second exposures to capture the lightstick trails.
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I was not discovered.
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Parsons-Gates and Millikan.
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Millikan courtyard and fountain. This must have looked trippy as hell when Throop was still standing-- like an unholy standoff between classical and postmodern.
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I rubbed his nose. I'm sure that's what did it.
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Page.
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Olive Walk, facing Athwards.
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Is some student still getting my junk mail? I got some graduate's porn for a whole year before he updated his address.
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Ricketts is but a shadow of its former self.
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Snow on Mt. San Gorgonio. Taken from the I-5 near Irvine (by Dan).
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Group shot 1.
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Group shot 2. (It's harder than you might think to get everyone to face you at the same time.)
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Here comes the bride!
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"And therefore..."
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...Let no one put asunder.
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Lighting the Unity Candle.
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Presenting the happy couple.
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The reception hall.
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Moles' Table. Aaron, Dan, Allison, Erik, Kacie.
I should have bumped up the ISO for these indoor shots; would have given me some shorter shutter speeds. Ah well.
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What I would have given for a boom mike.
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This looks a lot more wholesome, somehow.
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Don't ever change, Travis.
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A wedding cake was found brutally murdered today in Dana Point...
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Cutting the Evil Cake. (The Good Cake was for Kjerstin.)
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Mmmm. Cake.
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Kjerstin tossing the bouquet. Time-lapse montage. Huh? Huh?
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All the usual suspects take to the dance floor...
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These are the pictures we'll find most fascinating in thirty years.
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Kevin, Erik, Allison, Travis & Kjerstin, Amy, Wren, Alfred...
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Alfred demonstrates his ability to defeat any camera's ability to focus on him. I think it's a Matrix-like power he uniquely possesses.
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Fire (apparently) in the Central Valley somewhere east of Kettleman City. (Long exposure from the breakdown lane, camera perched on top of the car.)
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