My ‘hood

Lorena on February 14th, 2011

Long time blog readers will remember how the lone wooden house on our block (every other house is cinderblock) burned down in October of 2009. The woman woke to sounds of popping glass, realized what was happening, got her grandchildren – who she was watching for the night as her daughter lives just down the [...]

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Lorena on December 22nd, 2010

A few months ago, we got a notice that the company with which we have our homeowners insurance was randomly dropping about 50% of the homes it has in Florida. Something about hurricanes, which apparently destroy homes, and insurance companies don’t like to pay for? Hello, isn’t that why we have insurance? Fuckity fuckers. Here’s [...]

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Lorena on November 5th, 2010

My ulterior motive in this photo was really to sneak a picture of one of my favorite houses in town, which I have previously mentioned here. The rest of my 2010 photos can be viewed here.

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Lorena on May 15th, 2010

Wait, wasn’t yesterday Friday? Whoops. The rest of my 2010 photos can be viewed here.

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Lorena on May 7th, 2010

The rest of my 2010 photos can be viewed here.

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Lorena on May 1st, 2010

OK, so yesterday? All day? I knew it was Friday? But I didn’t really like any of the photos I took last week enough to make them a Friday Photo? And I hadn’t even had a chance to break out the camera on Thursday because I was so busy? And then I went to take [...]

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Lorena on February 5th, 2010

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Lorena on October 19th, 2009

Yesterday on my drive to work, about five houses down from me, I thought I saw a burned-out firefighters coat in the yard of a house. “That can’t be what I saw,” I thought (glancing at the house as I drove past), “that house is fine except for being a burned out shell.” Errr? I [...]

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