This past weekend, we went to see “Planet Earth Live” at the Hollywood Bowl.  Not only is going to the bowl one of my favorite things about living in LA, but it’s hard to beat seeing such incredible imagery being projected outdoors whilst listening to the LA Philharmonic play along.  A good night indeed!

“You think dogs will not be in heaven?  I tell you, they will be there long before any of us.”

- Robert Louis Stevenson

And it’s Omar Little by a nose!

Here’s the first pic I took of little Omar back when we met him at the rescue shelter.  To think that this guy was literally only a few hours away from being put down, nearly breaks my heart.  Sure, he can be a handful at times, and we’ve still got some more training to do.  But he’s come a long way in the short time that we’ve had him, and we’re so incredibly grateful to have him in our lives.

If you’re thinking about getting a pet, I seriously can’t encourage you enough to consider rescuing an animal.  There are just so many “Omars” out there needing a good home that the last thing we should be doing as a society is breeding more pets, which directly results in other animals then having to be euthanized.  The internet is littered with different rescue groups, so it’s never been more convenient to find a pet to your liking, and the Humane Society is also a great place to start your search as well.

“The more I see of man, the more I like dogs.”

- Mme. de Staël

Today Omar Little turns 2!  At least that’s what the rescue group told us when we adopted him.  Given though that he was a stray before being saved from the kill shelter, it’s probably any one’s guess what his official birthday is, but we’re happy to make it today.  In honor of the lil guy’s special day, I’ve decided to post some pics of him all week.

Above: Omar waits patiently on the Fess Parker lawn during a picnic the three of us had in wine country a couple months back.

Man, I love me some World Cup.  I’ll be the first to admit that I’m a complete novice when it comes to all things soccer, but I can still appreciate a sporting event that brings the entire globe together.  Plus, there’s nothing better than a pint of Guinness at the pub first thing in the morning while being surrounded by footie enthusiasts and cheering for countries I can’t even point out on the map.  Here’s hoping our boys in red, white and blue can pull out a victory tomorrow against Algeria and thus advance into the next round.   But either way, I’ll be happy to keep watching regardless of who’s playing cause it’s the World Cup, y’all!

Above: a Mexican fan loudly sings his country’s national anthem before the start of the game.

It was my little sister’s wedding on Saturday.  Being ten years older than her, I have to say that I still kind of can’t believe Whitney’s married.  It really wasn’t until I saw her walking down the aisle to “Here Comes the Bride” that I think I finally realized she was about to be wed.  They grow up so fast!

It was truly a great wedding, though the torrential rains in the morning certainly made for an interesting day in preparing for the outdoor reception that night.  Fortunately, after several hours of putting up tarps and mopping puddles, the skies eventually cleared, and it was an incredibly beautiful evening.

Congrats, Sean & Whitney!  Hope you two are having a blast down in Mexico.

We headed back to Chicago over the weekend for my little sister’s wedding, and on Friday, I took the train into the city to watch the first match of the World Cup with my good friend, Pete.  Just so happens, there was a “little” celebration going on downtown for the Chicago Blackhawks being the newly christened Stanley Cup champions, which I conveniently got to attend.  The news reports say there were 2 million people at the parade, and while I seriously doubt the city has that many hockey fans, there were indeed a ton of people lining the streets to catch a glimpse of the cup.  Clearly, Chicago has been starved for a champion ever since the White Sox won the World Series in ‘05.  That and people just love any excuse to party in the Windy City once  summer rolls around, and I can’t blame ‘em!

Side note: for those of you that might have noticed, my posts have certainly fallen by the way side in the past month or so.  I’ve been pretty slammed editing this film for ESPN, and while it’s been an incredible experience and quite the creative challenge,  unfortunately, it hasn’t left much time for photography.  That said, I have managed to take a few new shots of late and do hope to get them uploaded sooner than later.  I appreciate your patience and hope all is well in your world.  -rs

The Blue Grotto.

What a great name – The Blue Grotto.  It would make a great title for a book, if only I wrote books.  I’d never been to the Mediterranean before my time in Malta, and one of the things that still sticks with me till this day was the sensation of floating while you were swimming due to the concentration of salt in the water.  The water was warm and you didn’t have to even paddle while you were in it.  Pretty much every free moment I had from working on the movie, I spent on, in or around that water.   It was something else.

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