long...but full of your untailored IFC drama.
I’m sitting in my old room back in TPA, nice to stop by on a night that there is a show on the Tampa side; I’m always convinced that I will go right back to Orlando after the show, but the way my mom describes a breakfast, one would be a fool to go back so quickly.
Today began in the wee hours of the morning. I turned in late last night and still managed to wake up early and get the roomy (Eddie) up after forgetting to set his alarm. We headed out to this five story abandoned building that I found over a year ago(during a meteor shower). He was looking to do his final portfolio on “evidence of man.” However, I kept taking him to places that were mostly abandoned, so he went ahead and changed the project to “abandonment.”
The morning was cold and windy, neither of us was truly ready to feel those gusts of wind touch our fluffy nipples, but we rubbed them numb and proceed to take great photos of the outside of this building. But before this morning (get back to this morning in a minute), I had scouted the building out with Eddie the previous night to see whether it was possible to get near the building; well, seems that some kids had the same idea a few months back and left the chain to the front gate basically undone (no need to jump over the fence…excellent…chubb+ jump +fence= cry!...but id do it!). The roomy was skeptical, but I persuaded with all the peer pressure I could mount up and finally got him to cross past the gate and get near the building. He couldn’t shoot anything because it was too dark, so I ensued by shooting with my low light option on my DV video camera. It’s funny because I have some great audio of the roomy in his, oh shit I’m farting from being nervous, feeling. Not really farting, but I could sense his uneasy concern about where we were because there is only construction going on around this building and he’s not use to this sort of thing…pssh…finance majors and their electives! (nah, it’s all genius)
So I awake this morning after my possessed alarm blared ( like falling into to a sea of white noise). I thought right when I opened my eyes that Eddie had left me and gone out to the building himself; but that was nonsense, his car was being stupid the night before and he wouldn’t know how to get there. So I walk over to his room and woke him up (which in 205 crew, I’m the only one that sleeps in; so it was humorous to wake one of them up for a change). We hopped into the “SPIRIT” and ate what is a pseudo breakfast of O.J. and “pastelitos” from the Colombian market. We get out to what feels like the artic circle and like I mentioned before: nips in direct salute. We get pass the gate again and leave the SPIRIT in eyes view. We begin to look at the place from the front side, imagine just an old five story build covered in a load of spider webs and just pretty much looking like a forsaken gem for all to come rummaging through. There seemed no way to actually get inside the building from the side we came in from; so, Eddie just took pictures of all the frontal moldering beauty of this building. As I walked along the side, I realized that the fence had been taken down already, and perhaps by those group of “goonies” I like to imagine they were. I felt like an ass because before finding that opening, I had crawled under this opening that looked more like a ditch to get to the car faster for more film (toO cold to make the long walk around) but end up getting those spiky things (what are their official names???) all over my lower part of my jeans so that just went show me that short cuts will always bite you in the ass(well unless it’s for a rollercoaster dammit!). So I find an axe as I make my way around the building; Eddie shoots off a punch of pics and I for superstitious reasons leave it to be and move along. Eddie get’s into the grove of the deviousness, picks the thing up and I then think “ Hey, if I’m going to get something, so is he.” So I take the thing and make my final turn and my eyes open like a virgin in a sex shop. I yell to Eddie to save film and to come around. He doesn’t hear me the first time , I then begin to run like a mad man with the axe and the axe rams right into eddies head. The fucker begins to bleed and that’s it. Fucker died!
Nah, I catch up with him and make him see that the door is open. We walk into this room that is old and dusty, I see no harm, and we make our way to the hall way. “Oooh what’s that?” a window was broken into by somebody and the rock was still there from the break in (we both agree it’s the goonies kids). I look behind this counter and what do I find? YES, flashlights. I make my way through dark corners with the light and eddie follows while taking pictures off like the camera is going to shoot up into the sky and never come back. We make it to a main room but not before finding this awesome switch board with all these cool buttons and things to push. The elevators were obviously not working but we made our way through the first floor. What do I see when I turn the corner…..of course, when one thinks of an abandoned building it’s usually synonymous with NINTENDO POWER PAD! Well that’s what I find along with a mecca of office things, entire exercise machines, lights, type writers, copy machines…..ebay! ebay! ebay! I get scatter brain and come to my senses soon and tell Eddie to shoot away. We were like kids on Christmas morning. “ AH man look at this and that!” SO we spend a good forty five minutes looking around and finally make our way towards the exit. I wanted to check the second floor before I left, against Eddies wishes, but I planned on doing it anyhow. Then from the corner comes this man, oh shit he has a big flashlight! The first thought is, could be a guy who likes illuminative sex objects and finds his prey in this very building, or some cheese guy who is coming to kick us out. Well, choice number two was right, but his stare was so leaning towards number one. Eddie and I go into bullshit mode and totally start turning the questions on him “ Wow, how old is this building?” “We love your building, how long has it been abandoned?” “What are you playing to do with it?” We told him we were photo majors and we were doing an assignment on abandonment and he just was like “ok, well get out of here” (total dave chappllee). “Sorry sir, we didn’t know we couldn’t do that!” “Ya, well get out of here!”
He caught me with the powerpad in my hand and asked me what I was doing with that, I then turn to Eddie… “oh are you done using this as your prop?” Totally worked, but I still wanted to have it to frame and place on the wall. Oh well.
So we make it out with our story in mind and on film. We hop into the SPIRIT and go home to warm up to half a dozen eggs cooked up my me with my special recipe. We grace it with warm toast with butter and jelly. We have pineapple, cantaloupe, and orange juice to wash it all down with. Oh, but Eddie had watermelon juice which looked quite tasty. Jason walks in, we give him an ear full and the I-205 crew brigade churns out their first breakfast as a family.
So I drive home, have dinner with the fam, exhange stories, then proceed t the most wonderful show at the masquerade. Anti-flag, Rise Against, Against Me. There is the biggest crowd since I was 18 at a show. Lot’s of old schoolers in attendance and I have a great time dancing off to a great finish to a day. It was indeed a day that I was fully conscious about but in a way was something I could have easily dreamed up. OH well, we will see…. I’m off to wake up.
Today began in the wee hours of the morning. I turned in late last night and still managed to wake up early and get the roomy (Eddie) up after forgetting to set his alarm. We headed out to this five story abandoned building that I found over a year ago(during a meteor shower). He was looking to do his final portfolio on “evidence of man.” However, I kept taking him to places that were mostly abandoned, so he went ahead and changed the project to “abandonment.”
The morning was cold and windy, neither of us was truly ready to feel those gusts of wind touch our fluffy nipples, but we rubbed them numb and proceed to take great photos of the outside of this building. But before this morning (get back to this morning in a minute), I had scouted the building out with Eddie the previous night to see whether it was possible to get near the building; well, seems that some kids had the same idea a few months back and left the chain to the front gate basically undone (no need to jump over the fence…excellent…chubb+ jump +fence= cry!...but id do it!). The roomy was skeptical, but I persuaded with all the peer pressure I could mount up and finally got him to cross past the gate and get near the building. He couldn’t shoot anything because it was too dark, so I ensued by shooting with my low light option on my DV video camera. It’s funny because I have some great audio of the roomy in his, oh shit I’m farting from being nervous, feeling. Not really farting, but I could sense his uneasy concern about where we were because there is only construction going on around this building and he’s not use to this sort of thing…pssh…finance majors and their electives! (nah, it’s all genius)
So I awake this morning after my possessed alarm blared ( like falling into to a sea of white noise). I thought right when I opened my eyes that Eddie had left me and gone out to the building himself; but that was nonsense, his car was being stupid the night before and he wouldn’t know how to get there. So I walk over to his room and woke him up (which in 205 crew, I’m the only one that sleeps in; so it was humorous to wake one of them up for a change). We hopped into the “SPIRIT” and ate what is a pseudo breakfast of O.J. and “pastelitos” from the Colombian market. We get out to what feels like the artic circle and like I mentioned before: nips in direct salute. We get pass the gate again and leave the SPIRIT in eyes view. We begin to look at the place from the front side, imagine just an old five story build covered in a load of spider webs and just pretty much looking like a forsaken gem for all to come rummaging through. There seemed no way to actually get inside the building from the side we came in from; so, Eddie just took pictures of all the frontal moldering beauty of this building. As I walked along the side, I realized that the fence had been taken down already, and perhaps by those group of “goonies” I like to imagine they were. I felt like an ass because before finding that opening, I had crawled under this opening that looked more like a ditch to get to the car faster for more film (toO cold to make the long walk around) but end up getting those spiky things (what are their official names???) all over my lower part of my jeans so that just went show me that short cuts will always bite you in the ass(well unless it’s for a rollercoaster dammit!). So I find an axe as I make my way around the building; Eddie shoots off a punch of pics and I for superstitious reasons leave it to be and move along. Eddie get’s into the grove of the deviousness, picks the thing up and I then think “ Hey, if I’m going to get something, so is he.” So I take the thing and make my final turn and my eyes open like a virgin in a sex shop. I yell to Eddie to save film and to come around. He doesn’t hear me the first time , I then begin to run like a mad man with the axe and the axe rams right into eddies head. The fucker begins to bleed and that’s it. Fucker died!
Nah, I catch up with him and make him see that the door is open. We walk into this room that is old and dusty, I see no harm, and we make our way to the hall way. “Oooh what’s that?” a window was broken into by somebody and the rock was still there from the break in (we both agree it’s the goonies kids). I look behind this counter and what do I find? YES, flashlights. I make my way through dark corners with the light and eddie follows while taking pictures off like the camera is going to shoot up into the sky and never come back. We make it to a main room but not before finding this awesome switch board with all these cool buttons and things to push. The elevators were obviously not working but we made our way through the first floor. What do I see when I turn the corner…..of course, when one thinks of an abandoned building it’s usually synonymous with NINTENDO POWER PAD! Well that’s what I find along with a mecca of office things, entire exercise machines, lights, type writers, copy machines…..ebay! ebay! ebay! I get scatter brain and come to my senses soon and tell Eddie to shoot away. We were like kids on Christmas morning. “ AH man look at this and that!” SO we spend a good forty five minutes looking around and finally make our way towards the exit. I wanted to check the second floor before I left, against Eddies wishes, but I planned on doing it anyhow. Then from the corner comes this man, oh shit he has a big flashlight! The first thought is, could be a guy who likes illuminative sex objects and finds his prey in this very building, or some cheese guy who is coming to kick us out. Well, choice number two was right, but his stare was so leaning towards number one. Eddie and I go into bullshit mode and totally start turning the questions on him “ Wow, how old is this building?” “We love your building, how long has it been abandoned?” “What are you playing to do with it?” We told him we were photo majors and we were doing an assignment on abandonment and he just was like “ok, well get out of here” (total dave chappllee). “Sorry sir, we didn’t know we couldn’t do that!” “Ya, well get out of here!”
He caught me with the powerpad in my hand and asked me what I was doing with that, I then turn to Eddie… “oh are you done using this as your prop?” Totally worked, but I still wanted to have it to frame and place on the wall. Oh well.
So we make it out with our story in mind and on film. We hop into the SPIRIT and go home to warm up to half a dozen eggs cooked up my me with my special recipe. We grace it with warm toast with butter and jelly. We have pineapple, cantaloupe, and orange juice to wash it all down with. Oh, but Eddie had watermelon juice which looked quite tasty. Jason walks in, we give him an ear full and the I-205 crew brigade churns out their first breakfast as a family.
So I drive home, have dinner with the fam, exhange stories, then proceed t the most wonderful show at the masquerade. Anti-flag, Rise Against, Against Me. There is the biggest crowd since I was 18 at a show. Lot’s of old schoolers in attendance and I have a great time dancing off to a great finish to a day. It was indeed a day that I was fully conscious about but in a way was something I could have easily dreamed up. OH well, we will see…. I’m off to wake up.