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recap

okay. so here's the quick recap. i suppose my last blog had something to do with the wedding in west virginia. from there i went to annapolis, maryland for a day to visit an old friend from school, dan polk. then on to new york city for a week. part way thru the week, my roommate brent jackson met up with me and we spent most of our days kicking around the city, and i spent a great deal of time working on the photos for the finster show which was at the end of the week. it was great to see many old friends up there too - stacey hannah, matt and jerah kirby, leah morrison, ben thomas, lou wessel to name a few - and to make some new friends too. on sunday afternoon we left for philadelphia, where we spent some timw time with becki luedde, em clutcher, and the livingstons and jones families. monday back to annapolis so that brent could look at st. john's college, and spent some more time with dan polk, and very strangely with dr. graham, of covenant-college-chapel-god-voiceover fame. then back home on monday night. wednesday night we drove up to detroit for john sweet and angela youell's wedding. well, kinda. actually, i flew out to seattle on thursday for ken and emily montgomery's wedding and then flew back to detroit for the sweet's wedding. both were blessed occasions. many old friends -- good times, food, wine, and beer were had by all. drove home to chattanooga on sunday, by way of the bizarre lakeside community in lakeside, ohio.

home for a week. worked my butt off between coptix and trying to get moved into our new house up on lookout mountain which isaac wardell recently bought. got everything moved in on friday morning, tied up some loose ends at work, or perhaps unraveled them, and then caught a flight to gainesville, florida on friday evening for yet another wedding. shot photos on saturday at that wedding, and caught a flight to boston, mass on saturday evening. and that's where i am now, trying to slow down, and catch up on sleep, and figure out what time zone my body thinks its in.

i keep having these strange experiences where i forget what city i'm in. driving past a casino in seattle i caught myself thinking, "i didn't realize gambling was legal in new york... oh wait.." and i'm finding, even with my penchant for the nomadic lifestyle that i'm aching to be home in good old chattanooga.

but beantown awaits...