Oh boy. I did not mean to waste that much time.
However, I did get the one big project I had planned for this weekend checked off. I sorted, organized, uploaded, and re-ordered my photos. All of them. And I have a reediculous amount of them.
I am left with the sad realization that I need to re-do the cross-country trip I spent all of 2004 and most of 2003 on. Anyone need a cross-country driver? I’m your gal. As long as you let me swing by a few roadside shrines, I’ll show you the prettiest back roads in the nation, and get you to your book reading on time.
Seriously, how did I take such poor pictures? I know these are just the snapshots; I took a real camera as well that I had loaded with B&W film, and those pictures are much better. But they don’t document anything. I used that camera sparingly. These are the ones that should tell the story.
And they kinda do:
Yes, I spent way too much time on that. But it was fun.
Anyway, I have a lot of fun shots that remind me of the trip. And, you know, that’s pretty much the point of trip photos, so I guess I succeeded. Except even back then, I fancied myself a photographer. And geez, are those some awful photos.
So who’s up for it? I’m ready. The only impediments are my sadly vacant wallet and the fact that I can’t bring myself to live out of my car willingly again. I’ll need a sponsor, it would seem, or an employer who can kick in for cheap motel rooms. Anyone need a book-tour driver? Courier? Umm…. yeah, I can’t think of any other potential jobs that would get me out there.
I’ll let you propose the job. Just know that if you buy, I’ll fly.