Ok, so this is a slight glimpse into how my brain works. I have the goal this year to not only carry a camera with me everywhere I go, which is the norm for me to begin with, but to shoot something, anything, everyday. And the goal is not so much the end result as it is the process. Sometimes I've got the visual form of writer's block, or more appropriately, the fear that the shot I might take may not be a fabulous shot, so I hesitate to click the shutter. To sidestep this rut and get the creative juices flowing, as it were, I've been shooting more digital, which removes the expense, and hence a lot of the justification for hesitation when I shoot with film. So, anyway, I'm thinking about all of this and thinking about how I've been capturing a lot of frames of the ordinary. And then the word extraordinary pops into my head. I know the typical meaning of that word refers to things that are not ordinary at all...things that are out of the ordinary, that surpass the ordinary. But, I think, the word extra doesn't really mean that when it stands alone...it just means more, to a greater degree. And that's it exactly, that's what I've been photographing...things that are super ordinary, mundane even. In an ironic twist, the ordinary is the extraordinary.