Halloween is right around the corner so I figured that I would post a pic from a shoot that I had this week. A couple UNL students created a horror movie in the basement of a Grand Island movie theater. I wasn't quite sure where I wanted to take the picture at so I decided to drive them to my house and shoot it in my basement. I wasn't really sure what I was going to do, so I bought a couple gallons of fake blood and poured it all over the floor. We ended up using some on them and ripping one guy's shirt, but none of the bloody pictures turned out good enough to run as a portrait. This one had to do. Happy Halloween.

OK, by now, everyone knows that Terrence Nunn dropped what should have been a game ending first down. Nebraska loses, Texas wins. Nunn hasn't been seen in class since, and maybe this has something to do with the ten million facebook groups that are against him. I know I have done my share of T-Nunn hating, but now I just feel sorry for the guy. Aren't "Abel Hates Terrence Nunn," or "T. Nunn Can Suck My D***" (it actually says the "d" word)going a little too far. He is human. He had a PERFECT hit put on him, and he dropped it. I just want to say sorry to Terrence for all of the jokes that I have made over the past couple of days, and I hope that you come out and smoke OK State this weekend. I am sorry, but I won't be at the game. I actually get a weekend off from football. What a coincidence, it is Halloween weekend. Hasta

OK, so tonight I had a photo shoot with Nebraska football player Andre Jones. He is somewhat of a big deal on campus (he was the #4 JUCO transfer player in the country). Anyway, Gnat tagged along for the shoot to help hold my lights and just keep me motivated. It can be very intimidating to shoot a celebrity like Andre, even if not many people know who he is.


Well, the shoot started off on a bad foot when I found out that we were going to have to wait an hour until he finished lifting. Of course, Gnat and I had already been at the field for an hour. Well, while we were waiting for him, Gnat and I were discussing the different sized footballs that the NCAA and NFL use. I wasn't sure which one was bigger, so I asked Andre. The only problem was that it came out of my mouth like.....


Gay comment #1:
"Hey, do you know if there are different sized balls.....(enough of a pause for him to look around scared).. in the NFL and NCAA?"


OK, this is only the beginning to him thinking that I am gay. Because Andre has such a big mouth when it comes to press conferences, I wanted to have him putting the hush (shhhh) sign up using his finger. Well, I didn't think that it looked quite right, so....


Gay comment #2:
"Hey Dre, do you think you could push your lips out a little bit more, kind of like this (as I pretend to kiss my finger)."


By this time, we are both laughing at how gay the previous comment sounded. We shoot a couple more pictures, and then I get the bright idea to ask...


Gay comment #3:
"I know this is going to sound REALLY gay, but could you take your shirt off?"


I had gone into the shoot with a new idea that I wanted to try, but this really wasn't the time. He went along with it though. I forgot to mention that while introducing myself, I introduced Natalie as my assistant (not my girlfriend). Although I wanted to seem as professional as possible at the beginning, the idea of me having a girlfriend at this point could have really helped me out of a jam. A photo shoot that was by far my longest with an athlete (25 minutes), was also by far the weirdest of my life.

On Sunday, I went on an Adventure Canoeing trip for the DN. What I didn't realize was that I was going to be doing all of the rowing. I had planned on a nice easy day of floating down the Elkhorn River while everyone else did the work. Boy was I wrong. Here are a couple of the pictures.