Model Mayhem in My Crib

I guess for some (you know who you are) it’s a common thing to have a young slim girl having her photo taken in your living room, but this was the first in my world. Apparently there were issues, but hey, it was a day of seeing some skilled people getting shit done.

For as much as I joke that “work fascinates me, I can watch it for hours”, it’s cool to see people doing what they like and being productive at the same time. Oh, and the hot chick in my pad is kinda cool too — the ones behind the camera as much as the one in front. The entire experience was fairly cool for me, and now that I have improved from “knows nothing” to “knows slightly more than nothing” I can be of more assistance during the gig.

Let’s see how the next one goes!


Familiar Surroundings

I start every day as though I’m waking up somewhere new; this is more difficult given the amount of travel I do, where most days tend to be in a hotel room, and I start by guessing what city I’m in.

Memory is triggered by familiar things — there’s a reason I take photos of so many things on vacation. As well, discussing shared experiences tends to reinforce things. I regret the things I’ve forgotten, but luckily I may never discover what I’ve lost.

The staff at restaurants and hotels in this city recognize me — just yesterday, a woman named Janet recognized me from her other job at a hotel. The sandwich shop girl knew I prefer #5 without tomato. I don’t necessarily know who they are.

The feeling that I’ve forgotten something is both frightening and common. You’d think I’d be used to it by now. The unfamiliar surroundings make it more difficult in a world where “we want to go where everybody knows our name”. When I’m with someone, that person an his/her thoughts are the familiar surroundings to trigger other memories.

The hardest part of travel for work is that I start every day with that reboot, alone, unfamiliar surroundings, and the feeling I’m missing more than my comfy chair and favourite cat.