Proving a point.

Recently, a… friend accused me of googling or copying the following text. This was said after I made mention that I was playing the part of Cyrano DeBergerac to my phone’s part of Cyrano’s mouthpiece, Christian. This is not my best short work, but I thought for a piece only taking me a few minutes it was humorous. You be the judge.

As I told her, this is 100% accept no substitutes original me (c) 2008.

(the following is in response to a text message I received from my friend which read: shoppings beating me…cant…let…it…win)

“You are strong! Let no clerk’s apathy keep you down. Let no friend with lesser conviction keep you from the next great deal. Let your passing, like the conquering queen, be marked by the corpses of empty reciept rolls!”

I hope she will be reading this soon as I challenged her to try to find it online.

Vacation over…

Well I’m home after almost two weeks on the road I’m glad to be home, but I’m also sad to be home too. There was so much to see and do in the 4,750 miles driving across the country. If you would like to see a map of the journey, you can see it here. You can also see some of the photos from the trip in my Flickr.com feed at the bottom of this page or at www.flickr.com/photos/michaelstorm/.

In my most previous post, Wyoming Pit Stop, I mentioned a story about my son Drake, here. I had inadvertently left it password protected when I put it up, but that restriction has been removed. My apologies for any misunderstandings.

Eventually I will write further about my trip, some of the sights I saw, the relatives I was able to reacquaint myself with, and how much of a grand adventure the entire thing was. For now though, I am tired and will probably sleep for a while.

Wyoming pit stop

I am currently sitting at Turtle Rock Coffee, etc., in Laramie, Wyoming trying to wake the hell up. While the countryside in Wyoming is beautiful, it stretches on forever and there is not much to look at. I didn’t have this problem through the plains of Kansas, but perhaps this time it is just fatigue (it also probably did not help that I stopped by the New Belgium Brewing Co. and sampled a few of their beers, not something I would suggest if you have to drive a long distance immediately after). I had also heard a song on the radio and had to send a message to the certain someone it reminded me of.

It has been a blast thus far and I have seen things I never thought I would see. I’ve taken a lot of pictures and they can all be seen on my flickr feed, along with short descriptions of the shots. I might be a little more than halfway to my destination in Oregon and that makes me excited, but at the same time very nervous because it is only Tuesday and I don’t have to be in Washington until Friday. I won’t actually make it to the University of Oregon today, but I will be close. Still, even if I get there on Wednesday, Washington is close enough that I will make it later that day. I don’t know what to do with myself for Thursday and Friday…

I’m planning on attending the Yakama Treaty Signing Days in Washington this weekend with a previous instructor. He is a Yakama tribe member and has graciously welcomed me to intrude on his weekend. I’m truly looking forward to it.

I’ve come to realize that my life is not as private as I once thought it was. I am extremely internet savvy and thought I had insulated myself from the simple google search. After a conversation I had this past weekend with that same certain someone mentioned above I have had to re-evaluate this stance.

On my MySpace profile there are pictures of myself and my son. I think it is time I let that cat completely out of the bag. Anyone who wants can read the story in its entirety here. (Caution it is quite long and somewhat disjointed as I had blocked a lot of what happened out and am still in the process of remembering it all). Posting this was frightening, but I guess no more frightening than driving across the country all alone.