Flyer for an event that hasn't happened yet

Today I was dropping off some brochures to the library and passed a elder man who was leaving as I was approaching.  We said hello to each other.  I thought to myself, 'I don't do that enough'.  I quickly did what I came to do, went back to my car and noticed the elder man was getting into his car parked next to mine.  This is of not great import other than my reflecting on my choice to park in this particular spot which was narrow and I thought I wouldn't be long so it would be alright. So I thought I'd give the man a few seconds to reverse out of his spot and get out of the parking lot.  I moved some things around in my car from passenger seat to trunk; took a minute.  The elder man started to put his car in reverse but was having slight trouble backing out for it was fairly tightly packed lot.  I decide to make a move for my front door, put on my seat belt, looked at him forwarding back into his parking spot, apparently straightening out his car?  I went ahead and hastily backed out my car, (nearly rear ending the parked mini van behind me); mumbling holy expletives,  I decidedly drove out of the parking lot.   Realizing, after pulling up to the stop sign, that the man had still not pulled out of the parking lot.  Had he been baffled by my car's sudden disappearance?  Cursing me? Looking in my rear view I finally see the man leaving the lot.  I drove away with reminiscence and empathic condolence. 

The point of this is what it made me think of just then; the future.  It's no surprise the pace of things in our society are continually getting more rapid; information processing comes to mind.  I got to thinking about myself as a elder man and what the kids of the future will be like with me in their hastiness?  Today we use cars to get around, what about in the future?  Books...libraries...I thought a fitting arena for this to take place, won't they be relics in the future?  The act of going to a place that holds objects of information, printed on paper, to check them out, then going back in allotted period of time to return it.  Distant memories of days fading; forgotten?  I had a fleeting vision of on-the-spot processing, thoughts instantly manifest. Needing a vehicle to get from place to place; not necessary.  We just had everything at our disposal, close, available instantaneously.

I propose no declaration or stance about this; no, this is good or bad.  

Objectivity aside, I'm excited about the future.

warm house

so i had a housewarming party last saturday, the 19th, and my friend jim c. of soupcooler fame made a tripped out video compilation of the event.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O9BKmP6UPxA


thanks jim.  i have idea's of how to furthur use that camera filter...

Floredah

Went home to Florida earlier this month to visit family and take in Plant City's annual claim to fame, the Strawberry Festival.  It's always a warm trip down memory lane going home: smell of the house I grew up in, relaxing on the back porch listening to the birds chirping, well stocked refrigerator.

They put me right to work the day after I arrived, whipping cream for my parents church Strawberry Shortcake booth.  It paid off with a free shortcake at the end!  Little bit of heaven those things.

I hadn't been to the fair in over 10 years I'd guess and it was still such a treat.  I had a new appreciation for the ride decorations.  I admired the colorful faux style of painting, even if they weren't well executed or kitschy cheese.  (I like cheesy sometimes, especially when there's that tinge of nostalgia accompanying it.)

Next year I'd like to do a series of photographs of all the concession stands there.  Those were something special too.  So much diversity in signage and lure of advertisement.  Maybe I'll hit up the festival circuit this summer around the Pennsylvania territory?


(That photo above is called 'Boy on Ferris Wheel with beach ball'.)