So I have two rolls of film from Iowa, but I haven't gotten them scanned yet (I have to have my mom do it at work). However, I HAVE compiled a lot of pictures of me and my friends from people who took digital photos (gee, what a keen invention). So here's a teaser until I get my photos uploaded, mostly taken from
Andy's and
Hannah's Webshots accounts and from some things
beingawake emailed me. Nineteen pictures in all, some of them very large.
Left to right: me, Indie Danny, Big or Long-Haired Danny, Sincere or Tan Danny, and Jenna.
Noah at the first open mic, reading bad goth poetry in a hilariously overwrought, squeaky voice.
Mike, lying in a field next to some chick's skirt and my easily-identifiable bag. Sorry it's fuzzy. I'm not sure why. I think Paige took this one.
Neima and Jess with clover decorations. Neima is the coolest Iranian San Franciscan I've ever met. I mean, he's cool generally. But he gets +2 extra cool points for his ethnicity and place of residence.
Tim. Isn't he the cutest thing ever? He wrote some really, really sexually depraved stuff that was simultaneously disturbing and mindblowingly awesome. We dubbed him the new Chuck Palahniuk.
Mo (
zestymo). One of the coolest girls ever. Sorry I didn't give you a cigarette, Mo, if you're reading this. Jenna peer-pressured me.
Mo and Paige (
mdngtsleepwalkr) (dubbed Librarian Hot because, well, she is).
My New Zealander workshop teacher, Paula Morris.
One of the guy's counselors, Vinnie. He is INSANE. "It's novel time for Vinnie, baby!" "Hey fucknuts. Do you know what time it is? It is PAST NINE! Get down there in five minutes or I WILL cut your balls off." Apparently he writes heartbreaking prose.
The Iowa river. The bridge over it was really cool.
My roommate, Jenna (
beingawake), and I. I look much more glamorous than usual in this picture.
Indie Danny. He's reading a stream-of-consciousness piece about a boy masturbating in his dead grandmother's closet. Bet you didn't need to know that, eh?
Indie Danny and Big Danny hugging onstage at the second open mic. Awwwwwwwww.
The boys' hall. Way more exciting than the girls' hall, apparently.
The Gang in a field where we oft hung out.
Neima and Big Danny in the field.
A bunch of people on the front steps of Currier on the last night. If the camera panned right ten or fifteen feet, you would see me and Noah singing Bowie songs together.
Noah and I in the field, looking sleepy. I'm not sure what all those starburst things in the background are. Ask Jenna, she took the picture.
Noah and I lying on the bridge on the last night. It's one of the most memorable pictures ever, for me, watching him upside down.
Edit: Apparently Internet Explorer users can't see the pictures. ? Anybody wanna help me with this? It works fine in Firefox.
Edit #2: Okay, all you guys should be able to see these pics. Which are supercool. Obviously.