Bryce Tarter Update
Posted on April 30th, 2010 @ 9:07 pm

I have been swamped with work all this week.  I worked about 7 hours of overtime.

So I know I am late with the news, but I must report with sadness that the missing Armstrong Atlantic State University student, 19-year-old Bryce Tarter was found this week.  He was found in his truck, submerged in water. 🙁

I don’t how it happened. but I can see how it happened.  They found him at Bell’s Landing, in Savannah, at the end of Apache Ave.  The dorms are off of Roger Warrick Dr.  If you head to the dorms via Apache, if you don’t take a turn to the left where Apache and Roger Warrick meet, you will stay on Apache.  It dead ends into the marshes of Hoover Creek.  The only time I had ever been to Bell’s Landing was when Joey took his mother and stepfather out there after she wanted to see how it changed.  We had gone together for dinner just beforehand.  It kind of gave me the creeps.  This was 2 years ago.  I doubt much has changed since then.

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Posted on April 25th, 2010 @ 3:48 pm

Pinhole Photo of the Chattahoochee River
Do not adjust your eyes.  That is a bad photo.  It is meant to be blurry.  The photo was not taken with a digital camera.  The photos was not taken with a traditional film camera.  This photo was taken with a pinhole camera.

A few days ago, I saw a post on Flickr about pinhole photography. It had a link to a pinhole camera tutorial.  I thought it looked cool, so I decided to try it myself.  I made my own camera yesterday.

Today is Worldwide Pinhole Photography Day.  What better day than to try it?  I took my camera out to the river and started taking some shots.  Only 4 of the photos came out to something recognizable.  I was cool with that.  I’m just happy to see that something I made from hand did take some photos.

When I went to pick up the pictures, the ladies at CVS were freaking out.  They had no clue what happened to my pictures.  They were trying to think of an explanation as to why my photos were horrible.  I told them I was expecting them to be bad.  They couldn’t even make a disc of the photos.  Once I explained that I took the photos with a homemade camera, they wanted to know how I did it.  I told them I couldn’t explain the logic behind how the camera works, but it does work. They felt better when I left and told me to keep experimenting.

I will have to try this some more.  Also, I got some older pictures placed to disc again this weekend.  I found a cute photo of our late Lucky, as well as some pictures from the time I saw Richard Marx in 1998. I need to round up all the negatives I have here at my apartment and get them scanned to disc sometime next month.  I am also waiting for my Fujifilm camera to return from the shop any day now.

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Can I Go Home?
Posted on April 19th, 2010 @ 10:43 pm

Otter Fun
Otter Fun by peachy92

I’m sitting here watching CSI: Miami. There is a ghost in this episode. I think it has jumped he shark, if it hasn’t already. Also, I can’t stand Wolf. He always jumps to conclusions and never has an open mind. And now Calleigh sees the ghost.

I went home to Savannah this weekend. I didn’t want to leave. I went to help my dad with understanding some bills from his hospitalization from February. We went to Charleston for the day. We didn’t know an air show was happening in town, so as we were driving into town, we saw the Blue Angels flying.  My father had trouble driving and watching the show at the same time. LOL

We drove over there to visit the SC Aquarium.  I hadn’t been since before my mother died.  My father took me and Beth.  Beth went we were going to Columbia to the zoo there and that we’d be seeing penguins.  She was sad to hear we were going to the aquarium.

OK, this is  lame storyline.  Seems like the writers were mailing it in.

We stopped at a welcome center on an old plantation on the way up there. We picked up Charleston book.  There was an ad in the book about a penguin exhibit.  Beth was excited that she would be seeing penguins after all.  Compared to the TN Aquarium, the SC one seems like nothing. But, for a day trip close to home, it did the trick.  I also got a ride looking at the Low Country countryside.

I wish I could have my job in Savannah.  I miss Savannah, but I also enjoy my job.  It’s such a hard choice.  With Nicki living with me now, it’s hard to just go back to Savannah now.

On my way home from Savannah, I stopped at the hospital.  My friend, Lindsey, had her baby.  He’s a beautiful, healthy boy.  The time was perfect, for me, that he was born the same time I was in town.  I also took a long and winding route home, stopping at Cochran, GA and Pembroke, GA just to take a look at small town life.

I only wish there was a high speed, inexpensive train between Atlanta and Savannah.  Or even a cheap flight.  I really hate the drive between the two cities.

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Shock and Awe
Posted on April 3rd, 2010 @ 4:25 pm

At the Dunwoody MARTA station

Yesterday, my sister, Nicki, and I went to Chicago White Sox/Atlanta Braves exhibition game last night. We had a nice night. We sat in the upper deck, able to see all of the game, had our first ballpark jumbo dogs of the season. Unfortunately, the Braves lost the game, but nonetheless, it was fun.

We took this opportunity to take the Braves shuttle. For those that don’t know how the shuttle works, you take a MARTA train to the Five Points station hub. From there, you get on a bus at Underground Atlanta, and take the bus to the stadium. After the game, you take a bus back to Five Points, and then get on the train bound back to the station you parked at. For me alone, this option is cheaper than parking at the stadium. Most of the times, it saves the hassle of parking at the stadium, too, when with a group.

So, here’s the shock and awe part. At my age, I’ve grown up in the post-Martin Luther King, Jr. Southern USA. All my classes were integrated. I was raised as people were people, no matter what they looked like. It’s the inner self that determines someone’s worth to me, not their outer self. Living in Atlanta now, I am exposed to all sorts of people. Most of them, I have learned, are that if you smile at them and treat them kindly, they will do the same with you.

Last night, I apparently committed a crime. It was riding the MARTA while white. When our train finally came to the station, Nicki and I got on it. It was crowded. I was prepared to stand on the train until a seat opened up, or we got to our transfer station. However, a 50ish or 60ish year old black woman offered the open seat next to her to sit in. I thought how nice, until I started to sit down.

The woman then proceeded to snipe at me “Don’t touch me!” Oh…okay. I didn’t plan on touching her, except by accident. When on public transportation, I try to respect people’s personal space. I hate even crowding into my friends’ personal spaces.

Oh, this gets worse.

After her snipe, she starts, to me a incoherent ramble, about white people. However, she said it right to Nicki’s face. I guess she thought Nicki was not a white girl. The woman’s whole rant was “Whether it’s a Braves game or a Hawks game, anything involving white people keeps me from getting home!”

Oh boy did I feel so uncomfortable the rest of the time on that train until we got to our transfer station. Nicki couldn’t believe what she heard. As soon as we got off the transfer station, Nicki and I started talking about what just happened. Nicki was texting all her friends about it. My jaw was still dropping.

For the rest of the night, I had to laugh at the encounter on the train, but at the same time, it was pretty sad. 🙁 It’s such a shame that I was treated like an enemy for what I either looked like or for who I seemed to be on the outside. I don’t know who was more grown at this point, me or the woman I sat next to last night.

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