I’m home!
Tuesday, June 17th, 2008
I got home late last night. I didn’t so much unpack as I did take
everything out of the suitcase and spread it out all over.
And that would be why Stella’s sleeping on my wedding dress.
I got home late last night. I didn’t so much unpack as I did take
everything out of the suitcase and spread it out all over.
And that would be why Stella’s sleeping on my wedding dress.
I’ve found myself once again stuck at O’Hare airport. Luckily, my
flight is only delayed, not cancelled. And even if it were, I would
then go stay with some of the many friends I happen to have in
Chicago. I’m not sure what all is going on, that would require cots.
What’s the upside of detouring I80? My pit stop included gas from Kum-
N-Go and dinner at Culvers. More details later, but my 2.5 hour drive
got turned into a … I don’t know yet - maybe 5 hours.
Bachelorette time!
Thank you, Stephanie!
Looking at a photo of Little League from 1955.
Antron, DNR, and I are heading to Sabula.
This how I’m spending the 4 hours in O’hare, waiting for my flight to
Moline: Sam Adams, buffalo wings, and el chips.
I’m heading out for Iowa tomorrow, and decided to develop the last of the photos I took from when my friend Stephanie was pregnant (now several years ago). I had shot in black and white, and have everything I need to develop the film.
I was feeling nostalgic as I pulled out the chemicals, the tank, and the measuring cup. I loved that I still knew the steps by heart. I even went so far as to develop the two rolls I had just like every other roll I’ve ever developed - listening to Weezer.
When you’re developing film, you don’t get to see how the film turned out until it’s been in the fixer for a bit - so you know it won’t degrade. This step comes after about 20 minutes of sloshing chemical around.
When I opened up the tank, I found that the rolls were blank. I think my chemicals had gone bad. They looked all right when I inspected them before using them.
Beautiful photographs of a photogenic and glowingly pregnant friend - gone. My heart hurts.