I wrote a really sappy post for Mother’s Day. But that can wait. For now, let us focus on the classic tale of one heroine’s struggle to conquer her utensil.
I admit it. I’ve watched Jersey Shore. I blame my husband, who thinks the whole thing is hilarious and insists on watching it. I tell people he likes it because you know, for him, it’s a cultural exploration. “It’s like watching the National Geographic Channel.. only the ‘tribe’ lives in New Jersey.”But when I was back in my hometown, which is a lovely Midwestern small town full of educated and kind people, I noticed that the bars were FULL OF SNOOKIS. My hometown is a college town, and everyone between the ages of 18-21 seemed to believe they were a character on Jersey Shore.The whole bar scene of debauchery full of over-indulgent alcohol and sex actually brought to mind “last days of Rome,” type images, but I was also watching a lot of Spartacus at the time, so maybe that had something to do with it.
Before I left Macomb I went to one of the biggest clubs/bars in my hometown, which is also a college town. I wanted to shoot all the young’uns, because they all seemed to remind me of little Snookis from Jersey Shore. I wonder if this means I’m old? More photos to come, but here’s a sneak peek:
Got up with Mbaye at 4:20 am this morning. We rode the Metro together into DC and got off at Metro Center. He turned left to go to work. I turned right to photograph people who had gathered outside the White House after news broke of Osama bin Laden’s death during a firefight with US forces in Pakistan.There were but a dozen or so people there at 7 am.Dan Parker left his home in Shamokin, PA at 1:30 am to drive to DC and ‘experience history.’A man calls out in Muslim prayer in front of the white house.Another bystander held a sign demanding Obama to bring the troops home.