thirty days, ninety days later.

i caught a lil' bit of heat for not putting on some sort of over-the-top performance (read: slideshow presentation) of my nationwide tour upon my return. i thought i did my best in dropping snippits here on the bloggity and making calls to the homestead to tell all the loved ones how the trip was going. but apparently my best wasn’t quite good enough.

they.wanted.fireworks.

with music.

my parents (who think facebook is crazy – and are probably right) missed all the mobile uploads and 3:17am status updates when, well, that was often all i had time or energy for.

the facebook iPhone app has, in fact, made it easier to drop a quick “hey look at me, i’m standing on a sand dune!” rather than to sit down and rummage through thousands of photos that, for the most part, were just a part of my jay-oh-bee. a job that requires me to take an absolutely absurd amount photos. and often times when i’m done with them, they just get offloaded to my external hard drive and left for dead.

until i need to reference them for the next film or commercial.

so alas, mom and dad (and all the various people who requested individual play-by-plays) . . . here they are. well, not all of them because, for heaven’s sake, i have enough sense to know that you aren’t all that interested in seeing 90 photos of a football field and associated equipment locker in the middle of phoenix. or 45 images of the stairwell in the sears tower. and you could probably do without seeing all 17 soccer fields in west chester, pennsylvania. because they all look the same. and they all look like grass and not a whole lot else.

by default, work photos and play photos got systematically separated during the trip. usually at 2:10am while i sat sorting, categorizing, labeling, and ftp'ing them from inside the 4 walls of a hotel room that i would spend no more than 7-10 hours in. before moving on to the next hotel. and then another one after that. but then again, work was play and play was work so it's all kind of mixed together. this assortment will undoubtedly have really great moments left out and will certainly include things which are of no interest to anyone, but what’s left here is a collection of about 275 which sums it all up pretty well.

except that it doesn’t really sum it up at all.

that would be impossible.

[i don't exactly know how to embed an entie album here in the form of a simple link, nor to i have the patience to figure it out. all i know is that if you click on the picture below, it will take you to the rest of the album. have at it.]