Sunday, June 29, 2008

Sand Springs Criterium

Today was the 2nd Annual Sand Springs Criterium.

This is one of my newbie attempts at video shooting / editing / production / voiceover. Be kind. :)

It was pretty neat to see. I love the town, and hope to see it as a sort of outdoor / fitness / green mecca in the future.

On another note, I cracked open one of Nuyaka Creek's bottles today -- peach mist wine. Yum. Drank it all.

Saturday, June 28, 2008

Cleaning out memories

My mom is selling her house, so I spent a good part of today cleaning out the garage. Among items I found:

* A bunch of He-Man action figures.
* A bunch of GI Joes
* A giant box of unfinished model airplanes.
* A finished model of the Starship Enterprise (apparently the only model I ever completed)
* A handful of Atari games.
* About a dozen mix tapes I made in high school.
* All my school records.
* My football helmet from sixth grade tackle.
* Empty Prince Albert tobacco cans (these are a mystery -- I don't know anyone in my family who used it.)
* And other assorted E-bayable goodness.

It was a little sad though, clearing out all the things from my childhood. I'll never be a kid again, and soon that house will no longer be ours.

Sunday, June 22, 2008

Bad day

Not feeling like much of a human being today. I sort of feel like the worst person in the world... one of those times when I really feel like disappearing for a while.

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

I'm voting Republican -- Here's why:

Exciting clothes-drying news

My sis bought a clothesline! One of those retractable reel-type ones: You screw the reel to a wall, and can pull it out across the way to a post or whatever.

This is good news for me, because it means we'll run the dryer less, and can save electricity, reduce our carbon footprint, and simplify some.

I'm definitely de-prioritizing having a clothes dryer in whatever house I buy. Might be worth it for quickie jobs, but otherwise, when you think about it, they're not really necessary.
Plus, as it is, you can save about a hundred bucks a year by not using one.

I'll let you know how it goes.

Saturday, June 14, 2008

Old Letters

I went to my mom's house today to clean out the closet of what used to be my room, as she's about to move.

Way deep in the back, I found an old shoebox. Inside, letters. Hundreds of letters.

They were from college friends, mostly, as well as a few high school acquaintances. I'd like to say I had a bunch from old flames, but not really. Mostly just people I might have tried to have a spark for.

Anyway, as anybody who's ever cleaned out a closet before knows, it completely killed any productivity looking through these letters. Most are about 10 years old, which makes sense. That's about when the Internet and e-mail went universal.

I miss letters. Most of them are hand-written. Still in envelopes, and dated. Because they're not instantaneous, more goes into each one. Most are several pages, filled with details both great and minute. Each one is like a little time capsule of who I was and who the sender was at the time. Letters are more personal than just plain old e-mail. I think I'll take some time tonight to pound out a few. Of course, my handwriting is atrocious, but I do have my handy ol' Hermes 3000 manual typewriter. I think Courier, slightly uneven font is what my handwriting looks like in my head.

P.S. I have a letter from a friend of a friend, who played the cello and who I fell in love with for a few hours one hot summer night 10 years ago. Stamped across the back of the envelope, it says "Promise you'll never forget me. Ever."
I come close. I did for a while. I wonder if I will eventually permanently, or if I'm supposed to? It's a reminder of how people come into and out of your life, and you'd better enjoy the moment while you've got it. Thank God I found at least one person who will always be there with me, and whom I will never forget.

Monday, June 9, 2008

Why don't more people know about Guy Clark?

And why isn't he played more?

Modern day radio infuriates me, but that's another rant.

Let's just chill with this heartfelt, beautiful, and really moving song. Reminds me of that grandpa we all had at one time or another. :)

Friday, June 6, 2008

More storms

Tornadoes passed by us again. There's been a lot of them -- even for around here -- this year.

I usually don't get scared by twisters, but it sucks when it's at night, because you don't know where they are.

Wednesday, June 4, 2008

Strangest request ever

Yesterday at the paper, an older gentlemen came in and asked me a question: "Do you have any photographs of the outside of the high school?"

I thought surely we did, but after some searching, found out I didn't. Told him I was sorry, but no. Why?

Well, he was a retired janitor from the high school, and wants a photo etching of it on his headstone.

What could I do? I told him give me a couple of hours, went out, and shot some exterior shots. I printed one out I thought he'd like. He seemed pretty pleased with it.

Talk about pressure. When you're making a photograph that's going to go on a headstone, you want to do it right. That's permanent right there.

We get all kinds of odd requests, but this was up there. That's life in a small-town paper.