1000 Words: the road trip

As promised this entry shall have something to do with the world being a beautiful place, or whatever the fuck I said.  Let's do this.

It's friday and for us people with jobs that keep the machines of business hours running, we're all about ready to snap.  Violently overturn our desk, throw the computer out the window and tell our bosses they can 'suck it, I quit!'.  But the salvation of a sunny Melbourne evening reassures us that in just a few hours time, we can start drinking.  Then we have two whole fucking days to do whatever.    

Weekends are Awesome.  

Weekends that involve road trips are even more Awesome.

A few weekends ago I went on a road trip and took a fucking fuck ton of photos.  

I then dump the photos into Final Cut and set it to music.  

I then upload the video to YouTube and force all my friends look at it and say nice things to me.  

I then can sleep at night.

I do that sometimes.  Pretty much every time I'm in a passenger scenario on a journey that takes a while, I'll set the camera (Canon EOS 5D MII)  to stalker-paparazzi-mode and capture the absolute fuck out of the situation I'm in.  The result it a choppy sort of time-lapse...thing.    

I call it:  

1000 Words: the road trip

(duunt dunnnn dannnnnnnnnt!)

I always choose a song that is significant to the situation in some way.  To me this song feels both chillaxed and a bit chaotic in spots.  It is also one of the best fucking songs ever and if you don't think so then....we won't be going to Ikea together, ever.

I hope you enjoy it and say nice things to me because I was being serious, my sleeping patterns are directly linked to how much external validation I can absorb - psych! - you can hate it if you like. 

If you didn't vomit from motion sickness all over your pretty top and are interested in seeing more, check out my YouTube channel.  And if you did vomit then you're welcome. 

Maybe rub some soda water into the stain. I'll take it to the dry cleaners, should be ready by next tuesday,

Dx