It’s What’s On Tap
August 19, 2005
Because I knew few of the people at Opal’s house cooling party, I quietly snuck into her bathroom to take pictures of her taps. I’m shy like that, and her bathroom is a thing of beauty.
“It’s the only room in the house I wish I could actually take with me when I move out,” she told me.
So there I was, on my knees, adjusting settings and turning on water taps when a strange fellow walked in.
“Ahem,” I said. “I was in the middle of something.”
“But I have to pee.”
“Go right ahead,” I said.
He just stood there, expecting me to do something.
“You know, I’ve taken pictures of urine before,” I wanted to tell him. But I didn’t; I just put on my lens cap and closed the bathroom door behind me. There was no sense in alarming Opal’s friends.
Posted by Tudor at 11:52 PM in Here & There | TrackBack
That’s one story of inappropriate waterplay for today…but Tudor! No cavorting in today’s storm? Disappointed.
Posted by: Mark on August 20, 2005 at 12:36 AMYou can take pictures of me urinating any day!!!
And that’s saying quite a bit, because I have the shiest (<—-!! Are you seeing this shit?! Apparently it can be ‘shyest’ or ‘shiest’. The key is imagining it being pronounced ‘SHISTE’!!) bladder in the world.
Posted by: Bryan on August 20, 2005 at 01:56 AMThanks for coming, Tudor.
Apparently, this sort of random “huh?” moment happens to Jason all the time. Go figure :)
Posted by: Opal on August 20, 2005 at 06:40 AMI wonder who that was. Heh. Sorry I missed all of you guys last night. Hopefully next time.
Posted by: martin on August 20, 2005 at 12:23 PMBryan, if you ever have to go (and end up in my city), make sure to give me a call. I’d usually pay to photograph something like that, but in your case (because of your shy bladder), that won’t be necessary.
Posted by: Tudor on August 20, 2005 at 10:18 PM