Cute Boys Rule

Spent some time with a new friend last night and this morning before he went home to New York this afternoon. Sucks to see him go, but I’m certainly glad we got to hang out. I showed him around the breeches and some of what happened to the city during the storm. Kind of a weird “date” but oh well.. it’s post Katrina… these are weird times. I got his e-mail and he said he may be coming back in April – not to mention I may be going to D.C./New York sometime in the near future. It’d be fun to have him show me around the Big Apple a bit.

Also I got some new toys with my FEMA money. Things I’ve been wanting forever, but never had the gumption or the resources to get. I got a 30gig iPod video (yes, I put porn on it.. what other video do I have on my hard drive? I’m thinking of ripping Grey Gardens to carry around with me. lol)

I also got a Holga medium format camera. I’ve been wanting one for a while and decided that $20 isn’t so much for something that can make me happy. I’m also getting a Nikon F3 and finally getting my dad’s Minolta SRT100 fixed.

I feel bitten by the photography bug again. Thank you Katrina.


Vincent: I’ll take “Awkward Situations” for $600, Alex.
Alex Trebek: Walk into the bar carrying a camera and order a Diet Coke.
Vincent: bzzzt! What is the best way to freak out an entire bar of queers the day after the most controversial Southern Decadence festivals in years?
Alex Trebek: Correct!

Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doodoodoodoodoodo doodoo

So yeah, that was me. I wondered around the French Quarter today, taking pictures for a series I’ve had in mind for a while. After about an hour of shooting, something occurs to me: I am about to have a heatstroke. I walk up and over a block to my airconditioned gay bar of choice, Good Friends. I walk in, carrying my black Nikon with the striped strap, completely oblivious to the 7 or 8 people giving me the oh-ah-ah-no-he-di’int stare. I looked like every crazed right wing Hard Copy photojournalist that’s been in there this weekend trying to get pictures of public sex, This is when they begin to make forced small talk with me so I’ll leave.

“Good evening.” he says. I jokingly rebut with “it’s 9am.” He starts to go off on the New Orleanian favorite “We go 24 hours here, we don’t pay much attention to time!” but I stop him at “go” and let him know that I’m from here.

With a camera.

This doesn’t help me much.

The bartender asks me what I would like to drink. I ask for a Diet Coke.

Of course I would like a Diet Coke. I’m a deranged Christian Photojournalist that is trying to get pictures of illegal public peni, I couldn’t possibly drink alcohol!

Behind me, someone enters the establishment. The bertender yells across the bar to our new guest, “Hey! I’m getting a bag of Krystal, you want anything?”

If there was a needle that played the dance videos, I think it would have scratched across just then. The bartender, realising what he said, felt the sudden need to explain to me that he meant “Krystal” as in the burgers, not “Crystal” as in the meth. The look on his face made me want to cry.

I decided I was doing more harm than good, so I left. I actually feel kind of bad about it all.

uhg. I’m not a mindreader, people!

uhg. I dont think I should ever run a business, I just dont handle dealing with people very well sometimes. Granted, in every venture there are people that are very polite, helpful, and express their likes and dislikes very plainly. Then there are the others. First he loves the site, then he hates the fact that I listed the other nlt sites on it, then he’s mad because there’s no picture of him on it anymore, then there’s no filmstrip with pictures, now it’s too skinny, wha wha wha. Maybe if someone would spend 5 minutes in the room with me at my computer and help me design the thing, it’d actually look the way he wants it… I ain’t no Karnac, muthafudrucka! Geesh! *g* Anyhoo, no big deal…

On a better note, Sheila at work gave me her old Camera setup yesterday. It includes a Nikon FM2 and an assortment of lenses, filters, straps, and a cool little light meter. Thank you Sheila! I think I’m going to get it cleaned and checked out before I start using it though… the shutter is a little messed up and I’m not sure if it will cloud the images or not. Maybe I should run a test roll through it.

I’m so psyched!