Saturday, October 17, 2009

Going on A Bender...

Bad things, my friends, bad things.

Just a little bummed out.

After a beautiful day yesterday the inevitable Lincoln Luck finally caught up with me.

I was all excited because Tanya called me a few hours after our Paddleboard/Photo session (previous post) and got me stoked on the idea of collaborating on a few Photo Sessions for publication.  I love taking pics.  I love writing.  I miss writing and shooting for Publication-  my old Extremez Magazine Days.  If you don't know what I'm talking about see:

http://www.extremz.com/  (Click on Menus like Water and go to Cliff Diving In JamaicaSnow and Ice- Trapped in Paradise,  Water-  Near Death Kayaking Experience (Too Soon To Die),  Events- Daytona Bike Week (Steel Thunder) Events (Gauley Fest) Events (SOTAR RACE)

Check it out if you like.  Or don't.  I'm on a bender and could suddenly care either way.

So yeah, the idea definetly stoked me.

Fast Forward to later in the day:  At the Port, Pier 17, taking Photos and filming something for PTS.  Busy, busy, busy.  I'm rushing around all over the place trying to snap pics and film and all the while have Big Bruce yell at me.

Film this.  Shoot this.  Here.  There.  Do That.

Normally I laugh and love the Spielberg Wannabe.  But during it my camera  gets knocked out of my hands by another Rican Trucker not paying attention.  My photo/water camera goes flying and hits the ground and breaks into a million different pieces.

Fucked.  Demolished. Terminated.  Don't think the warrantee's gonna cover one of the Ten pieces that it's lying in now. 

I'm devastated.  Heartbroken.  And the old man doesn't give a shit.

Keep filming!  Shoot this!  Are you getting this?

Tough love.

And I know what you're thinking.  That sucks.  But you'll get another one.  Cheer up.  Be rezilient.  You'll bounce back. 

Yeah, well, all that sounds great but doesn't change the fact the situation sucks.  I don't make much working for the old man and it will take me a couple months of saving my pennies to bounce back. 

I feel gutted.  I'm sure things will get better.  I'm sure I'll snap out of it and go back to my normal Thank God I'm here and I love it self.   But for now...

Bender.

It's just cause I'm here right now.  I'm here and gotta roll the way I roll.  '

I'm here and you're there.

Bender.

I guess I'll try to catch you on the flipside.  I sure do miss you.  Sure would love to talk to you.  Sure hope you're not to mad at me for... well... being me.  But for now...

Bender.

Holla at me if you can, ole' Friend.  Or don't. 

Bender.

The one exciting thing about them is you never know if you're going to make it through this one-  like surfing in a barrel- only I'm a lot more experienced with this end.

Bender.

2 comments:

  1. i did get that late night drunk dial!! xoxoxoxo

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  2. Yeah, I told Barb that right at the end of the message I could tell it was you saying your best "esta bien". They thought it was just a random wrong # who left a message on our phone.Ha.

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