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Friday, June 27, 2008
I went to Calgary the other day and made a new friend. Now I feel like I'm 16 years old again. Feeling awkward is actually fun in a twisted sort of way.
The problem is that it seems like I am in a rush to end conversations.
"Hey Gary!"
"Hey nameless person!"
"You look great today"
"Thanks, nameless person. Well, see you around."
That conversation would be fine if Gary and nameless person weren't trying to be friends
About 20 minutes ago, I decided to call this new friend of mine. We probably talked for one minute and one second. I know this because all of my phone calls last between 59 seconds and 61 seconds and it seemed like a long conversation.
If it could even be called a conversation.
I don't know what my problem is I called them. I wanted to talk to them. I still want to talk to them. But I ended the conversation before I wanted to. That's messed up.
I talked to them for four hours straight on the weekend. They even commented on how easy it was to talk to me.
It is the stupid phone. I hate phones. Phones are my nemesis. One of the best working moments of my life was being fired, on my birthday, from a job that required copious amounts of phone conversations.
So, back to thinking about my friend. I would rather drive for 2.5 hours to where they live, talk to them and then drive 2.5 hours back to Medicine Hat than have the exact same conversation on the phone.
That's probably weird.
-Gary
The problem is that it seems like I am in a rush to end conversations.
"Hey Gary!"
"Hey nameless person!"
"You look great today"
"Thanks, nameless person. Well, see you around."
That conversation would be fine if Gary and nameless person weren't trying to be friends
About 20 minutes ago, I decided to call this new friend of mine. We probably talked for one minute and one second. I know this because all of my phone calls last between 59 seconds and 61 seconds and it seemed like a long conversation.
If it could even be called a conversation.
I don't know what my problem is I called them. I wanted to talk to them. I still want to talk to them. But I ended the conversation before I wanted to. That's messed up.
I talked to them for four hours straight on the weekend. They even commented on how easy it was to talk to me.
It is the stupid phone. I hate phones. Phones are my nemesis. One of the best working moments of my life was being fired, on my birthday, from a job that required copious amounts of phone conversations.
So, back to thinking about my friend. I would rather drive for 2.5 hours to where they live, talk to them and then drive 2.5 hours back to Medicine Hat than have the exact same conversation on the phone.
That's probably weird.
-Gary
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Tuesday, June 24, 2008
I'm going to try this the next time I'm in a place with an escalator.
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Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Monday, June 09, 2008
It really feels like I've been ordering a lot of stuff on the internet lately. Late Saturday night I bought season 2 of a television series that I've recently started to enjoy. Today I purchased a light stand, umbrella adapter and umbrella, to mount my speed light on for some hot off camera flash action. Not to mention that Russian mail-order bride. I have now idea how the mailman will fit her in the mailbox, hopefully the shipper will punch a few holes in the box for her.
Everything and everyone should start showing up in the mail tomorrow or so.
-Gary
Everything and everyone should start showing up in the mail tomorrow or so.
-Gary
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Sunday, June 08, 2008
In 1926, a Jewish inventor from Siberia named Anatol Josepho opened a photo-booth concession, the first Photomaton in the world.
It makes me want to find one and get some pictures taken.
-Gary
It makes me want to find one and get some pictures taken.
-Gary
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