Something to start your day off right with. If you’re not supposed to have a beer at least you can have a photo. On the good news list: I found what might end up being my lightroom replacement in ubuntu. it’s called raw therapee. It’s pretty bare bones right now, but it does what I need for the road.
pausing only to note that I haven’t seen Rustin since this show. Hope he’s alive and shit.
(mom: ignore this) A little known secret about me: I only smoke because I like the way that smoke looks in the air. Which is also why I just barely smoke.
So, I booked my hostel, and everything is coming along swimmingly. I’m just gonna vomit up a bunch of posts really quickly because I don’t have time to space things out any more. Get ready for an overload of Photos.
You wouldn’t think there would be photos from an adventure out to lake Arcadia to see the Perseid meteor shower, but then you aren’t me. It all started at Heather’s going away party. There were a few drinks (though not a lot, not by a damn sight) and somebody mentioned it, and then the next thing you know five of us were cramming into Heather’s car (after dumping some of her jut-packed things into the back yard) and pushing off.
Moments after I took that, I had this impulse to stick my head out the window, to try to get a clearer picture of the road. Of course my hat was instantly blown off, so we had to go back and get it. Heather found it. Holly found a frisbee. Then we got back on the road, and got there without too many problems (although I was the only person who had a flashlight).
The meteors, it seemed, hadn’t gotten the memo. Only a few of them came.
That didn’t matter though. We all saw a few, although we didn’t all see the same ones. There were wonderful moments whenever a couple of us would see the same one and say “There’s one!” at the same time. Also, not pictured: the four moons of Jupiter that we could see through Holly’s binoculars. Finally, I have to brag a little: that picture, the one below? Taken with only starlight. BOO-YAH.
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