11 March
How dumb do you think I am?
No really, seriously, how dumb do you think I am? A little dumb? Really dumb? Well, however dumb you think I am, I am in fact far far dumber.
Today I decided to make certain that I have my passport, and I opened the drawer where I keep important things like that, and there it was along with my old one. Except that it wasn't. They were both old ones, the newer-looking one was the one from when I lost my passport in London back in '95 that expired in a year. My new one was not there.
Shit.
I have been tearing this apartment apart, since I know that I had it since I moved, because I used to carry it around with me as ID, because my driver's license had expired and it took me awhile to renew it. So, it's somewhere.
And if I'm going to have to get a new one before Friday, I need my birth certificate, because the one that I got here is nowhere to be found. That's probably still in a box somewhere, but I don't know where. Which means that I am going to have to call my mother and ask her to get me another birth certificate, because if I don't find it, it's back to Passport Control to me. Shitsky.
My mother is going to kill me. And I am going to choke to death from all of the dust. I'm going to leave work early tomorrow and look some more.
I spent today in the darkroom for the first time this year. I went for two reasons, to get my tax info of what I spent last year and to blow up the shots from when Greg and Georgia were in town.
I promised that I'd bring the shots to the christening, and since I am going on Friday, I figured that I might as well get the work done. See passport above, re riding that ragged edge of disaster.
I also blew up a couple of shots of Molly from last summer including the greatest picture that I have ever taken, of Molly and Bonnie and Fran in the backyard. It really just blew my mind.
I really am an awfully good photographer of children. I mean, I know this, but seeing that picture really brought it to the fore. Not to mention the shots of Georgia, which is a better example, because that was taking two quick rolls in a hotel room of a child that I had never met before, it wasn't like Molly and Bonnie, whom I have been shooting since their respective births.
Being able to meet a kid, establish a quick rapport, and capture their personality in a room without any kind of decent light and take no more than half an hour doing it, now that's a gift.
I wish I knew how to make a living out of it, but I really haven't got a clue.
What do you want to be when you grow up?
And we're still talking about unusual things we find sexy.
Today's horoscope:
Practicality and preparation are highlighted. You provide comfort and enjoyment. You may want to plan your next vacation.
One year ago today:
"Pork?" "Lamb?" "Ribeye?" "Salmon?" "Sirloin?" "Flank steak?" "Chicken?" "Pork sausage?" "Yes yes yes no yes yes no yes please!"
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