’88 is the year I was born. That means I turn 24 in May. That means I am officially old and nearing a mid-twenties crisis. But let’s not be dramatic. Instead, let’s get some ice cream to soothe our wounds. That’s what I would do. If I didn’t have to drive an hour to and … More Day 88: Mid-twenties crisis approaching
Another beautiful day. And a beautiful mass for Peter’s grandmother. Something the priest said in mass that really struck me was how home is the place where we belong. In honor of Nonni, I want to try and appreciate my home and my family. I want to let go of any resentment towards the place … More Day 87: Home is where we belong
Sorry, I am catching up on my daily posts from this weekend and Monday. Mondays always suck. It’s a fact. I go along on my merry way and as the day progresses I become more and more unhappy. This is because of a variety of factors. First of all, I have Chorus and I kind … More Day 86: 3 Perks of Monday
On Sunday I got lucky. The cars started roaring at 8:30am instead of 8am! Oh blessed 30 minutes of extra rest, you were glorious. After breakfast I watched the races from above. I kind of understand the hoopla around car racing now. Especially watching from a condo above, you get a feel for the entire … More Day 85: Off to the Races
Let’s keep this quick. I have a movie to catch! Today was fun despite the 8:02am wake-up call to screeching tires from the Grand Prix. Dear lord they are punctual! After chilling with Peter’s mom in the morning, we busted out the kayak for a seaworthy adventure. Heading out on the bay was great. The … More Day 84: Kayaking Backwards
This weekend our city is being invaded. By the Honda Grand Prix of St. Petersburg. Racecars screaming down the street from 8am to 6pm. Strangers from across the country (and the world) filling the city in their shorts, sneakers, race shirts, and unshaven faces. I had a lovely 8am wake up call to cars zooming … More Day 83: City Invasion and a Celebrity Sighting
On an early morning walk I was able to capture an airplane coming into Alfred-Whitted Airport. It reminded me a lot of another photo I took in college that inspired an entire project. I guess your photographic eye remains fairly constant. Hopefully it grows, matures, and expands as you continue, but the core of your … More Day 82: Photography Snob
You probably have figured out that I don’t work in the most exciting town in the Tampa Bay area. However I do get to see funny sights on my hour-long commute like trees, pre-fab houses, and horses on trucks. Impressive really. New Port Richey is more of a beltway connecting housing developments, department stores, and … More Day 81: An Early Summer
Yesterday I got off work a little early and was able to spend the entire evening with Peter and his mom. For dinner we walked to Red Mesa Cantina for some Mexican food. I have been to the Cantina bar several times but have never eaten there. However, I was pleasantly surprised at how good … More Day 80: Red Mesa Cantina and ’90s girls
Tonight I’m looking to the sky. Venus and Mars shine brightly, clustering closely in a planetary line. And somewhere from the north, another bright dot moves slowly closer and closer. Peter is coming home.
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