April 26th, 2002: Too Damn Late
What I was trying to emphasize was the fact that it was 3:24 AM, but all I think I really showed was that my alarm clock has a dirty face. I never really noticed that before. I tried to figure out how to get a picture of this not using the flash so that the numbers would be visible, but what with the fact that it was three in the damn morning, I wasn't exactly busting out the reference manual or anything.
So so late.
April 24th, 2002: Midnight Inspiration
I AM TEH WINNAR
I gave blood today.
April 21st, 2002: Swag Acquired
We won the Andover ultimate frisbee tournament, so we got some prizes. The visor I bought for myself, because the ultimate frisbee rule of thumb is that the best player on a team is the one wearing the visor. I will now be unstoppable!
April 16th, 2002: This is my Juice
I accidentally put my camera strap in the juice in taking this picture.
My juice.
April 14th, 2002: A Weekend of Ultimate
This weekend I went down to an Ultimate Frisbee tournament in Nashville, Tennessee with the team. We drove down to the Providence airport to catch our 2:45 plane.
Trekking to the terminal from the parking lot.
Waiting around while we check in.
So the checkin lady said we had to check in as a group and go through security as a group. There was about 40 minutes until departure so we asked them to hold the plane for us. Then, as the last few of us were checking on, she told us the plane had taken off. Whoops.
There were three more planes going to Nashville that day. After waiting for a while, we found that the first plane had only one empty seat. We sent the marvelous Andy Aikens to represent us.
Andy, Andrew Bielak, and Martin Rotemberg waiting at the gate.
Tom Burkly listens and Andy encourages.
Mike Minkoff and David Berney Needleman.
Andy Aikens is my hero.
We fit almost all the seniors on the next plane -- everyone except me :-) That left the juniors and me to hope that the third plane had enough room. So we waited around some more.
Drew Ostapchenko, Martin, and Jake.
Yay! We all fit on the third plane!
So we left at 6:45 instead of 2:45 and landed in Baltimore. The Baltimore airport is similar to but slightly different than the Providence airport.
Waiting in Baltimore.
We like to call Drew "Goldilocks".
By the way, it seems that Uniball Vision pens don't work on planes -- they leak. Strange.
Inky fingers.
We arrived in Nashville at 11:00, Nashville time (one hour behind, which I did not know). The Nashville airport is much like Providence and Baltimore except with lots of Grand Ole Opry posters.
Martin, Jake, and David Isman set out intrepidly.
Dan Davidson, Drew, and David.
We finally had some food, found our hosts' house, and got to sleep. The next morning we were up and ready to play some frisbee. Boo-yah!
Dan, Dave, Andy, Mike, Drew, field.
So much space! I'm jealous.
I didn't take many pictures of us playing because, well, I was busy playing and stuff. So, we skip to Sunday afternoon, the post-tournament team picture. We did pretty decently overall; definitely we made some good progress and beat some decent teams.
Cheese!
After that we went over to watch the finals between Paideia, the best high school team in the nation, and another team that I think was Woodward Academy.
Another picture of Andy, because he's my hero.
Dave and Mike watching the game.
If I do say so myself, I think I took some pretty good pictures here. Not arty or anything, but in focus (from a fairly large distance and well-timed.
Paideia pulls.
A dude from Woodward catches.
Mike wanted me to take a picture of this hawk.
Isman broke the wrist of this girl with the frizzy hair. You can barely see the cast on her right arm. He didn't even apologize, the punk.
He didn't catch it.
Tom and our hosts, Mr. Prince and his daughter Lauren, who's on the Brutal Grassburn girls' team. They're very nice.
Thank you!
April 10th, 2002: See Yesterday
Apparently I have a lot to learn about low-light photography, not that I know anything about it. Take a look at a big version of the second photo, it's very strange-looking. Anyway, I was taking some pictures while packing my lunch. I was thinking of calculating how many I've made over the years but let's leave it at this: one lunch every day of school for the past seven years. That's a lot.
Before packing my lunch I ate some jellybeans.
The five magic ingredients.
And after bagging. I'm really good at this by now.
April 9th, 2002: OK I'm Not Too Good at This
I tried taking some pictures of my flute, cause I thought the shiny metal would be nice, but they almost all sucked and were really dark. It looks like I had the "exposure compensation" (?) set to something weird although I don't know how I would have done that. Anyway, I like this one picture.
My flute under weird photographic conditions.
April 8th, 2002: Late Start Tomorrow = GameCube Tonight
Ilya and Graham came over to play some GameCube.
Ilya, Graham, couch, controllers.
Graham makes a face and I nerd it up.
The object of our fascination: Monkey Bowling.
April 6th, 2002: Sweet, a Digital Camera
I decided a digital camera would be a fun thing to buy. Well, more like a fun thing to own. Here's some of the first pictures.
Hard at work at Science Team.
My actual desktop.
My watch.
Tom Burkly, before Ultimate practice.
Tum Burkly, after.
I'm actually kinda proud of that last one. Not that I was really going for it, but look how well-framed it is! And not badly lit, I think, and all that good stuff.
