Lawrence

Back to humidity free, cool nighted Colorado! But you know what? Lawrence is a very nice place… had a familiar feel to me—quite similar to Fort Collins, Boulder… even Austin, TX. It probably wouldn’t be my first choice as either destination or place to live, but I wouldn’t feel “sentenced” to have to go there again either. In fact, should Abi choose to attend any of the KU music camps again next summer I’ll look forward to the return trip.

Things are looking up for the Kansas trip: We may not be going out dead broke thanks to Grampa Curtis and I may have a photoshoot set up with a Kansas City model.

Its not like I’m going here by choice or anything. I’m going to Lawrence next week excorting my younger daughter to a jazz camp at Kansas University.

So far, I haven’t had a whole lot of luck in lining up photo shoots while I’m there. Part of the problem is that I used to find people at onemodelplace but they’ve recently gone to a for pay only format that has me locked out there entirely now. I was member #208 on that site years ago and now I’m locked out entirely!

The whole money thing has me bugged about this trip right now well beyond contact with models through onemodelplace. Seems like my road trips of late are always made under duress and this one is no exception. Frankly, I’m not sure we have money for gas at this moment. I’m pretty sure I’ll be car camping for the week and possibly “fasting” too.

Actually, fasting is a facetious word for what I’d be doing because fasting implies a willful cessation of food for the furtherance of some spirtual purpose. This would be simply not eating because there would be no money to eat.

And then there are the car problems that seem to be getting worse with every trip of late. Or at very least they’ve become consistent. The last two trips I’ve made of significance ended up with blown engines in fact.

The last time was last year Super Bowl weekend and the place I got stuck wasn’t all that far from Lawrence in fact: Saint Louis, Missouri One thought that’s occurred to me would be to go back to St. Louis to spend the week with the folks who put me up when my car blew up last year. They are geniunely nice people and ones I consider friends now, but I feel cheesy about coming to them once again driven primarily by lack of money.

So anyway, as I look over this entry, I see that it has very little to do with Lawrence itself but the circumstances surrounding my approaching trip. Normally I’m very enthused by travel and especially road trips with no set agendas. But I’m getting tired of feeling “under the gun” for lack of money. I guess thats just one reason I’m finally looking for a job for when I get back from this trip.