A Hard Day's Night Shift

Some photogs come to the craft for the love of a good TV camera, others lose themselves in seventeen levels of non-linear Zen. Me - I’m in it for the irony. So too, it seems, is Rick Portier, the Baton Rouge photog who gives me a run for my blogging money every damn time he logs in as TurdPolisher. His latest offering, Black Ties and Yellow Tape, examines the intoxicating dichotomy of an average evening newscast without dropping any ten dollar words on ya. Seems our vaguely Cajun cameraman couldn’t get Pookie and Ray-Ray off his mind - even as he prowled the edges of a swanky charity affair. That tingling sensation ain’t your Superhuman Spidey Sense - it’s the hard-earned intuition of a veteran newsgatherer. It’s also why Rick wasn’t the least bit surprised when he finished said nightshift swaddled in bouncingblue lights. I just wish dude would slow down on the mini-masterpieces. He’s getting to be stiff competition…