So badly did I want to wade through the city looking for a car battery to take to a rooftop enabling me to transmit...

it stopped raining and already I'm a little scared



also after all this I have this strong compulsion to "be in the middle of things" or maybe go somewhere...

boy I'm tired.

holy fuck


I say that a lot, I admit. but most of the time it is apt.


Today left house at 8am. drove to DIA. Tried to carry on my one carry-on bag as well as my one small personal item. NO. NEW FAA REGULATION. ONLY ONE CARRY-ON ITEM FOR EVERY PASSENGER ON PLANES CARRYING 30 OR LESS PEOPLE. APPARENTLY NO EXCEPTIONS. fuckers. so I had to check my laptop. yep. and thurns out there was an FAA guy on the plane. so that's why so strict. then plane had to make an "unsceduled maintenence stop" in Cheyenne. fuckers. then got to riverton. then dirve 2.5 hours to Jackson. got thrown in the middle of apparent snake-pit. the call as I was waiting to board this morning went something like this "Well, there is SOMEONE in the FED who doesn't want you there" good words to begin the day.


So - here I am, and almost time for dinner!

I'm about to hit the road again. Jackson. It's wierd; If I saw someone else doing this I would think of the situation differently than when I actually do it.

with 3 phone calls yesterday (yep, all in one day) I lost around $8,000 in work over the next few months. just took an $8,000 pay cut.

I love large ammounts of coffee with a purpose. Allowing me to drink and drink and drink and think and write and fear and reminisc and forgetting to write and then writing and then look at cool things, and then drink, and make some progress, and blog; all with the goal of better understanding EVERYTHING but relating it all through photography.


this I get to do right now.

i haven't had a day like this in a long time. and this is much needed.
I read an article about the greek plane this morning and was so pleased to have time to read it.

AND MOTHERFUCKER - just the exact second Iput the period at the end of that sentance the motherfuckingpager went off

back.

I'm tired of others getting screwed (and maybe next I'll take a look at myself) but I am sure it's time to step up to the plate. It took till the 3rd inning to realize we were even in a fucking game, so there's a little catching up to do - but we're better than all those fuckers - and I need to even the playing field (those dicks have been buying drinks for the umps for years)

Time for action.