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Filed under: General, Photobooth Chronicles on July 16th, 2009
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July 16th, 2009 at 7:02 am
Now you know how Princess Diana felt… always hounded by photographers and the press.
Oh… I get it… this is your way of saying you’re a total princess isn’t it??
Or the King of Pop.
July 16th, 2009 at 9:45 am
The price of fame is steep. Not even over-sized sunglasses can shield you from its unforgiving glare.
July 16th, 2009 at 2:32 pm
Weird, I read this as a continuation of ‘Whore.’ The brain likes finding narratives…
A pair of brass knuckles in the puss would show ‘em you mean business. (Too retro?)
July 16th, 2009 at 4:50 pm
i think this is one of my favorites! but really…i have LOVED all of your photobooth shots. you are seriously the most creative character! and you are a character…the rabbit one just proved it!
July 16th, 2009 at 5:34 pm
WHAAA? Is that nasty owner of the photo booth getting rough and kicking you out? He better just watch out for me and my cousin Little Tony. who has inherited the Mafia crown from my Uncle Tony. NOBODY gets rough with my baby.
xx
MOM
July 17th, 2009 at 12:26 am
As if showing up EVERYWHERE and stalking people with their stupid pushy cameras wasn’t enough, now they’ve set up filthy papparazi photo booths?? The price of fame just went too damn high if that’s the case. Come to Wenatchee, Jenny. They’ll never find you here, I promise.
July 17th, 2009 at 7:48 am
dave: actually, i feel more like marilyn monroe. goodbye, norma jean.
sir: it’s so true. they never warn you about all the fame when you start a blog.
claire: now brass knuckles i can do!
natalie: thank you! i’m glad not everyone (ahem… dave) is terrified of Sometimes Rabbit.
mom: call off cousin tony. i don’t want to sour the deal i got going with the photobooth owner.
shari: do you promise? but… do you have photobooths in wenatchee? if not, i’m afraid that’s a dealbreaker.
July 19th, 2009 at 5:56 pm
Wow, photobooth entries only. I think you may be on to a new medium…
July 20th, 2009 at 11:06 pm
Yeah. I hate it when I go into a photo booth and someone starts taking pictures…
July 20th, 2009 at 11:46 pm
janet: i suppose i’ll have to write some words every now and then…
churlita: ain’t it the truth! vultures are everywhere.