The Long Way

I've been a bit of a vagabond in recent months, traveling the country in almost all directions and putting many desperately needed miles between myself and reality (not that it's ever far, is it?) I haven't had a good "outlet" for my self-indulgent little photography habit since jettisoning cargo and jumping ship on facebook back in March (it was not nearly as emotional devastating as I'd mentally prepared myself for it to be) so I think I'll just go right ahead and "share" some gems on here.

I've sidled "share" in between quotations because sharing is generally an activity which requires more than one person, and I'm well aware that at this point in Makeshift Shapeshift history, this blog is a top-secret underground agent X-9 type of deal.

Regardless, here we go:

Trip 1:
Florida. Early March. I did a lot of interesting and productive things on this R&R getaway to my friends Dolores and John's house. I met Dolores and John back in the mid-eighties through our mutual friend Harry, who as luck would have it, happens to be both my father AND their son.
We kind of hit it off and the rest is history. Anyway,
considering that where I currently call home sees snow on the ground 5 months of the year, sunlight was kind of this trip's driving force, main objective, downtime filler and the whole fucking point in general. So as you can see, i did some bike riding, did some lounging (those shells just kind of landed in my hair that way when i washed up on the driveway shore). I also read 4/5ths of a very good book by Toni Morrison, one of my personal faves. On my last day there i almost finished it but Dolores wouldn't let me take home with me, so that sucked. Also, have you ever tried to smasha coconut? I did, and it turned out a little like this: "mmf!...." boink!



Trip 2:
Baltimore. Mid March.
I visited Megan (another friend i met through Harry- she happens to be his other daughter) and
here's a photojournalistic peek into the essense of the trip:



The above photos were taken over a period of roughly 13 hours.


Trip 3:
Late March. North Carolina.
The first of three recent [potential] business trips to one of my favorite states (despite the recent Pizza Hut booger/fart scandal...I'm assuming that wasn't near the coast). I took Harry himself along on this awesome excursion, which turned out to be a pretty memorable bonding experience. Between chilling on the beach and sampling microbrews, my job-seeking, zero-professional connections, awful-at-networking desperate ass actually whored myself to high school principals at a career fair. Despite having graduated at the apex of the worst economic crisis since '29 and a major upswing in nepotism, i actually feel good about my prospects.