Well, we made it to Portland yesterday and here I sit in the hotel room furiously writing two articles that I should've gotten done before I left. Sigh. I'm trying to hurry so we can get out and explore. The National Press Photographers Association conference starts tomorrow for us. We signed on for the extensive four-day multimedia workshop, which I gotta be honest, I'm really, really nervous about. Photojournalists, many that I have admired for years and many that have won Pulitzer Prizes for their photographs, will be teaching us. I'm looking forward to learning and schmoozing and showing my portfolio, but am also freaking out inside. Sam, as always, is the picture of calm. So, to sum up, I'm a nervous boob, Sam is calm, the dogs are being cared for by an experienced musher and the memory of Creepy Irish Geezer at Sunday's annual Bob-o-Que (hosted by Bob Eley) will forever haunt me.
I'll add some updates as the conference gets underway.
Peace and Apricots
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
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Yeah, you never gave me your phone number, so instead I gave creepy Irish dude your e-mail address. Have fun!
Hmmm. Creepy Irish dude. Is his first initial "T"? He is one of 2 people in this town who I absolutely refuse to give a cab ride. I have a story or two about him I should post on my blog.
BTW, I dropped someone off at the Bob-o-que. The place was packed. Bob needs to find bigger digs. Maybe he should rent the Carlson Center.
Son of a biotch! First off, I don't think that Creepy Irish Dude (hereby known as CID) knows how to e-mail. Adam told he pissed all over himself when they tried to drive him home. And secondly, he doesn't deserve a story on your blog CF...he's just an old pervy who made out with my neck (unsolicited) and made me do the rolling dive off the deck to avoid him. Yes, Bob should rent the Carlson Center...wait 'til you see Ribfest...
Yeah. That's him. First initial "T".
I TOTALLY know who you guys mean. Woah, small town. Glad to hear BobOQue was fun. Sounded like it would be so, lassy!
When Irish eyes are smilin...-lib
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