Showing posts with label Indiana. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Indiana. Show all posts


London skies are spitting white chunks today.  Maybe I wasn't too off about Christmas in April.  For no particular reason, I stopped going on tumblr for most of the last six months.  Having been back recently, I remember how wonderful internet curation can be.  But it's also a really good place to get your sadnesses and anxieties a pat on the back.  Which makes me think I'm better off without it. We'll see.

I also get really grumpy when photos are uncredited and damn near impossible to trace back to their original source.

5 anonymous questions from the recesses of my tumblr ask.

What was high school like for you?
I've been thinking about how high school now seems like a lifetime a way.  I even feel removed from university, and I'm still in it.  High school was spent with me wishing I was more popular whilst being known as the quiet, smart kid.  I kind of felt like the "new kid" all three years.  I was shy, and I hated my sweaty palms and blushing betrayal of my nerves.  I cared a lot more about what I looked like, and I feel like I worked much harder at my studies.  If I had a semester with an assigned lunch slot with no one I knew, I would eat in the library to avoid having to ask an acquaintance if I could sit with them.  I wasn't bullied, but I was probably pretty lonely.  The internet filled that void, I suppose.

How do you drink your tea?
Milk, one sugar.

You really need to go into professional acting. Do you think you ever will once you finish college or something?
I had a couple of questions of this strain after promoting the short film I acted in for my YouTube friend Jake Sidwell (Cohenism).  I have a love/hate relationship with acting.  And what I think it comes down to is that I don't love it enough to pursue it full-time.  I took two acting classes while at uni in Los Angeles, and went on a couple of auditions for student films.  But to be an actor, your full-time job is auditioning.  And you have to be tough to endure that kind of lifestyle.  I didn't want that to be my life.



Back in March, when I was back in Indiana for spring break, my dad let me play around with his old film camera. It's a Yashica FR-1 he bought in the late 70s. This camera took a lot of the pictures in my baby years when my parents had a brownstone in Hoboken. You can definitely tell in the disjointed photo albums when we switched from this to the proverbial disposable cameras of the late 90s.

There was an old roll in the camera, but when I got it developed all the prints were black with only unintelligible hints of images that had long been overexposed? Underexposed? It was a dead roll. We also tried to take it to Roberts, which is pretty much the only camera store in Indianapolis, to get the counter fixed, but they couldn't. So I just sort of have to guess how many pictures I have left.

I still have a lot to learn when it comes to film. I forgot to check the settings a lot before taking pictures which sometimes results in... green? I don't know. But man, it's so exciting and fun to see how they turn out. If this is hipster, then I don't want to be right. I've bought another roll.

Check out the ones I didn't like as much on Flickr.

This picture actually has nothing to do with the bookshop or haul.  I just liked the way the light was hitting my carpet this morning.

This weekend Half Price Books is having a nationwide sale in honor of Memorial Day.  Everything in the store is 20% off.  Which meant that my friend Emily and I were booking (oh yes, booking) it over to our local Indianapolis branch at 11am to put a gash in our summer budgets.


I had been eyeing this Salinger boxset for weeks. On Amazon it goes for around $60 and Half Price had it for $10+ under that. Tack on the promised 20% discount, really I didn't stand a chance.