Bill's Blog

Maybe you’ve experienced some pretty rough vacation moments.  You’re camping and the tent leaks.  You have a flat tire in the middle of nowhere, at night, and you don’t have a spare.  Your hotel reservation–wasn’t.  Salmonella.  Ingrown toenail.  Halitosis in a hot-air balloon.  Vacation disasters abound.  You think you’ve had some rough vacation memories?

You ain’t seen nothin’ yet.

Do you remember the parable of the Crappy Samaritan?  Or Beethoven’s Ode to Joyless?  How about the classic Christmas movie:  It’s a Woeful Life?

Of course you don’t.  But I do.  Suddenly I see things in a different light.

As you may or may not know, my family and I just returned from a summer of work and vacation in Florida.  What could be better than a beautiful stay on the Emerald Coast?  What could possibly improve on such grandeur?  I can tell you:

Strolling down the beach one evening, WE STUMBLED UPON SANTA!!!!!!

The Claus Chillaxes

In one of the worst moments of my life, I nervously approached and asked for his autograph.  I suspect that Santa loves giving autographs . . . unless you mistake him for Jerry Garcia.  Oops.  As I would soon learn, that was only one of the mistakes I’d tallied for the year.  If you want a terrible vacation story, try this on for size–Santa informed me that I have been put on the infamous Naughty List.

OUCH.

As if that wasn’t humiliating enough, Santa then broke the news to my sweet, loving, innocent little boys!  Let me warn you:  The following video clip is disturbing.  No child should know that his own father has been banished to the “other list.”  You’ll see the courageous reaction of my boys when they learn the news.  Please do not watch this clip near children, faint-hearted women, or at work.  My poor little sons.  I hope they recover from the news . . . .

You might be wondering, nervously, how I landed on the Naughty List.  Thankfully, Santa left me a list.  [He has got to get over his list-obsession!  Listing stuff, then checking it twice . . . can you say "OCD?"]  Santa then reminded me that “confession is good for the soul.”  So here on the blog, I’ll be airing the dirty laundry that got me here.  Sigh.  I hope that you can somehow, mercifully, still look me in the eye after you learn some pretty awful secrets about me.  Stay tuned for more sordid details.

In the meantime, Santa has kindly agreed to still meet for Christmas Portraits!  No wonder he’s an official “Saint.”  We’re still hammering out details, including a few new cities.  Thus far, I can tell you [with certainty] that we’ll be photographing:

in Little Rock November 11-14th, and

in Pine Bluff November 5th and 6th.

Once again we’ll be scheduling full sessions, and Quick Pics.  The next blog will have pricing information and more details about scheduling.  5 eager folks have already contacted us!  It’s going to be a great year.  I’ll look forward to talking to you soon.

Yours,

mr. bill