Oh, kids. I’m having a good weekend. Fuck Yeah Fest is just the best thing ever.

The best looking scavenger hunt on the planet is going on as I type. Check ‘em: LA SCAVENGER HUNT 2008.

This team’s one of my favourites:

(Shot for Prefix.)

For some reason I was a bit rubbish at getting good pictures this night.

I keep telling myself that the memory card that died had all the good ones on, but I’m not sure that’s true.

At least I shot on two cards like I know I’m supposed to but rarely do, or else I’d've ended up with nothing.

It’s like flossing your teeth, kids: I know it’s tiresome and you don’t usually see any benefit from it until something’s gone very wrong, but please shoot a back-up card.

Fuck Yeah Fest tomorrow. Hurray! Fucked Up have been sleeping on my kitchen floor, so I can’t wait to shoot them. I missed ‘em during the heat-stroke frenzy of Mess With Texas and was kicking myself afterwards, so I better make up for it tomorrow.

I’ll pack a dozen memory cards.

Kids, there’s a really easy way to not get videotaped beating people up, and that’s to just NOT BEAT PEOPLE UP. Bloody hell.

Read all about it from the LA Weekly here: blogs.laweekly.com.

My models are so nice, I shoot ‘em for you twice.

Teresa Michelle Lee:

Sophia Rubio:

Sonya Garcia:

And, one from night time. Laura Fereirro:

…Apart from the jacked teeth of the little girl who really sang, obviously.

This is why Usain Bolt was Olympic hero. You don’t see anyone making up a dance for Michael Phelps, do you?

Miss this one. Ugh.

Every time I do a shoot, I get a new favourite model. That’s the way it should be, right?

It’s been a long week, despite the fact that Babygirl and I no longer had Olympic swimming to watch until the early hours every morning.

I’m accidentally drinking an energy drink at the moment, so thank God there’s a “best of Eddie Murphy on SNL” compilation saved on the DVR.

I’m not sure I’d listen to them, but they’re a lot of fun to take pictures of and I’m always in favour of people jumping shirtless from balconies. Between the tattoos and the posing and the sequins and the bleach, they’re put on a photogenic show.

We had a busy weekend at Studio Eliza Fay Babygirl.

I just ran around shooting, but Juanita took charge of lighting, catering and cocktails. That girl can muddle mint, let me tell you.

Here’s a blonde preview of Teresa until I’m done editing. (Editing, in this case, includes yelping gleefully. I have gorgeous models.)

Oso hates having his picture taken. Actually, he hates cameras, full stop. He once tried to maul Kirsty because of her auto flash.

I think he’s getting used to it, though, or maybe I just earned it. He gets a lot of massages.