Ryan's Journal

"My life amounts to no more than one drop in a limitless ocean. Yet what is any ocean, but a multitude of drops?" — David Mitchell

Glendale, California

Posted at 9:30 pm, June 9th, 2003

First, a question: what is it in your brain that will allow you to drive along, completely bored, for hours, but as soon as you leave the flat, straight stretch of highway for a curvy, busy stretch through the mountains you immediately think “I need to look under the seat to see if there are any Junior Mints there RIGHT NOW?” This also happens when construction causes traffic to become bumper-to-bumper and suddenly it becomes imperative that the CD be changed — why is that? Maybe my brain is missing an important filter that should re-schedule these sorts of events, or maybe I’m just a statistic for Darwin waiting to happen.

Rambling aside, not a lot going on lately. I scanned in a ton of photos over the weekend, although unfortunately I only made it about two-thirds of the way through the Galapagos pictures. I’ve also got my brother’s Galapagos photos online — I think on this trip he got better pictures than I did. I should have the rest of my photos online after the next time I get home, probably in a couple of weeks. Captions and such will get added as I have time over the next several days.

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