I grew up with Mike, many years ago. After high school we lost touch. Through the Magic of Facebook (or curse), we got back in touch again, and pretty much picked up where we left off: with MacGyver.
Then he decided to marry Lynn. A couple months later and I was faced with flying out to New York, not only that, but two days before the ceremony, their photographer took sick with the flu, and I was asked to back up. No problem. I’d love to take a bunch electronics and gear through the airport on the 10 year anniversary of September 11th. Great.
Long story short, the photographer recovered, and I didn’t have to bust out any gear. I snapped a couple at the ceremony, just because i couldn’t not do it, but it was kinda of crazy to sit and listen, and not move around. Refreshing.
The rest of the trip I only used my iPhone. I love the simplicity of not have to think about knobs and dials and all kinds of photo-technical stuff that usually is streaming through my head. All I had to think about was composition. Click. iPhone can’t do a whole lot more than that. I had a lot more fun that way.
I won’t bore you with everything we did this weekend, but suffice it to say, I had a good time with my wife, friends – new and old, I had a good time with photography: all the Best to Michael and Lynn!
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A whole new meaning the phrase Monkey Suit

Oh. Man. Caterer asked my wife if she wanted two [pulled pork] sandwiches. She said no. then looked at me, “And you can’t have two either.” So I didn’t: I had ONE sandwich (with “Wango Tango Habanero Hot Bbq Sauce”), several ribs, and pretty close to a 1/2 chicken. Not to mention fantastic beans and spicy corn. They also had a really tasty blue cheese/chipotle dip for the veggies.Dinosaur barbecue. Fantastic.

Their reception was at SPoT coffee. nice staff, tasty coffee. and they served coffee shakes. yes, not iced coffee, coffee shakes. like a milk shake, but coffee. wowsers.

took dinner with Mike and Lynn and a few others at the Tap and Mallet. Wow. wish i lived closer. it was an amazing place for chow and suds. I could have spent the whole day there. well, we pretty much did, at least six hours.

The area around our hotel was a little sleepy Sunday morning. I went in search of coffee outside of the hotel (you know, the kind that doesn’t make you nauseous?).

And I found a pretty decent place via Canadian import.

Waiting in the airport for several hours due to delays and cancelations, I found a way to amuse myself.

“Stack ‘em and Rack ‘em boys!” The waiting was awful. Delay Delay Delay Cancel. Reschedule. Wait wait wait…

We flew home on the 10th Anniversary of September 11th. I can’t tell you I wasn’t nervous.