SNYDERMANIA: Going Bananas on Mill Avenue

Sunday, January 31, 2010

Going Bananas on Mill Avenue

The yellow one was with the Justice League on Mill Avenue.
Here's of a shot of the big yellow guy making his presence known to Clif the Lawyer.

Clif the Lawyer likes a good time just as much as the next guy. But the banana just wouldn't leave him alone. Big Yellow actually caused Clif to miss a nice bus shot. But did Clif lose his cool? Heck no, Clif the Lawyer's got enough patience to be a doctor.

Here's the the banana with four runners warming up for the P.F. Chang's Marathon.

One of the girls shouted in a German accent, "HEY, WHY ARE YOU PHOTOGRAPHING A BANANA?"

To which I adeptly replied, "I, I DON'T HAVE THE SLIGHTEST IDEA!"

The big guy looms high above Mill Avenue in the high rise parking garage with Clif, Rick and Casey.

Here I am trying to get artsy with the banana and a windo reflection shot. Looks like I'm all about bananas and reflection shots.

The big banana didn' make it to the end of the shoot. I got hungry. There will be other bananas and other shoots.

10 comments:

Anonymous said...: It appears the big guy has pulled out all the stops this time. Shame he didn't make it through the photo shoot intact.

I'm sure they'll be other opportunities to show off...; January 31, 2010 at 1:22 PM
Midlife Roadtripper said...: "There will be other bananas and other shoots."

Hahahahahahhaha!; January 31, 2010 at 3:03 PM
Paul Greci said...: It looks a pretty fit banana. Did win it's age group in the marathon?; February 1, 2010 at 5:12 AM
Susan R. Mills said...: Ah, poor banana. He didn't even see it coming, did he?; February 1, 2010 at 11:16 AM
Blues said...: It's really great to see you guys having such fun with the cameras!! Inspiring! :-D; February 2, 2010 at 9:48 AM
Guely of Sweden said...: First time i got a bit sad for a banana. Like at the end of Von Ryan Express, with Sinatra running.; February 2, 2010 at 3:03 PM
#167 Dad said...: Wendy,
Maybe next time I'll bring a potato.

Midlife Jobhunter,
You realize you are encouraging me.

Paul,
Do you mean to tell me people in Alaska think bananas are funny?

Susan,
When a man's gotta eat...; February 4, 2010 at 3:57 PM
Guely of Sweden said...: Looking the last pic it seems like King Kong was in the neighbourhood for a bit!; February 7, 2010 at 9:00 AM
Guely of Sweden said...: This comment has been removed by the author.; February 7, 2010 at 9:01 AM
The Man-Cave said...: Good thing you ate the banana b/c the skin was starting to get brown. lol; March 6, 2010 at 7:21 PM

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