After 2 years of intensely nerding out in photo school, I've slowly moved backwards in camera technology. I'm now using a plastic camera that you wind by hand, something you might have gotten 10 years ago by sending in 10 UPC codes from your favorite cereal.
After leaving Seattle on my way to California, I stopped at the Nisqually Indian reservation to stock up on the fun kinds of fireworks you can't buy in the city.
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This is me on the second day of the drive. I'd stopped the night before in Corvallis and went out to the bars with Andy and Sam and was badly over-served.
Metzler and I got up early and watched the Germany/Argentina game.
