Lost in OK

The Tulsa World is reporting that a cyclist that was hit on Saturday in a hit-and-run crash has died:

A bicyclist seriously injured in a hit-and-run collision Saturday has died.

Mowery Funeral Home identified the victim as Bobby Richardson, 51, of Owasso.

A motorist found Richardson in the roadway on 101st East Avenue near 12th Street at about 8:30 p.m., officers at the scene said.

via Bicyclist injured in hit-and-run Saturday dies | Tulsa World.

With all of the gatherings and events this week, my resolutions have already taken a delay. I am supposed to be going to bed on time, getting up early and getting some riding in. Instead here I am, groggy and disoriented, driving into work late. That’s ok though, one more week of holiday fun and then I’ll really get to work.

I’m not the only one who is drawn to taking photos of the sunset over Lake Hefner.

I’m still just captivated with the light I get in the office. I got this nice portrait of my colleague and good friend Steve with the nice morning light through the blinds. Steve and I have been working together off and on for a decade now. In fact, he gave me my first tech job here in OKC when i returned in 2002. i guess I have to thank him for a lot of my professional success here, but I won’t let him know that.

The Christmas tree finally came down today and went to the backyard for dismemberment. Now to pack up all of the ornaments, wreathes, candles and candy canes for another year.

Continuing my post illness need for partying, Iva, Una and I made of evening out of a visit to the gun range and then a trip to the local nautical themed bar, The Porthole.

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Not that I am encouraging anyone to take up smoking nor do I miss it, but it does make for some great photos. This was taken on the last night I would see Iva for this trip. We had a great evening of shooting guns and consuming libations (and yes,in that order).

I always love the chance to see this dear friend and I miss her when she’s gone. However, at least I can be sure that when she is gone, she is collecting some great stories for the next time I see her.

Photographs from a wonderful dinner party at my parents place with good friends, great food and fabulous music.

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I’ve finally recovered enough so that I can attend a dinner party with Grace, my Parents, the Savic’s and Jelena. It was a wonderful time and we were graced with some of the very talented playing from Iva’s father Dragan. It felt really great to be able to socialize again. :)

No great work of art (or actually any work of art) here, but it does tell a story. After three days of being cooped up in the house with the flu, even a trip to Target seems like a grand adventure. I’m feeling so much better and by tomorrow hope to be pretty much mended. After that, I’ll start looking for some good pictures again. ;)