Wednesday, September 10, 2014

Delaware Fun A Day 2014

For Delaware Fun A Day this past spring, I decided to use my Fear A Day project from last year as a spring board and delved deep into just one fear in particular.  I spent an entire month in front of a camera lens.  I hated this for so many reasons.  Not only did I have to consistently battle the insecurities I have with my appearance, but I also felt like a narcissistic douchebag as well.  When I think back on this project, what comes to mind is "ugghhh".  I have always posted my project for each Delaware Fun A Day and as much as it pains me to do so, I will continue that tradition.  So here it is, an obnoxious amount of photos of me.  I'm seriously happy this project is over.  


















Thursday, December 26, 2013

Fear A Day 30: Listening To Blood Red Shoes While I'm Driving



One of my favorite bands is Blood Red Shoes.  I've gotten into two minor accidents while listening to them while I'm driving.  The first accident happened while I was playing their first full length album.  Their second album brought my second accident and that's when I decided I had to inflict a No Blood Red Shoes Rule in my car.  I was too distracted when I listened to them.  I've always heard that bad things happen in three's and I suppose I'm more superstitious than I ever realized.  I became convinced that if I played anything from this band, but especially their third album, I would have a third accident.  So I put that third album on and went for a drive.  I did not get into an accident, so maybe there wasn't a curse.  Although a couple of cars ahead of me in the lane did totally get into an accident.  Nothing serious, but I kind of think it may have been my music.  Maybe.  It's irrationally possible.  Regardless, I'm counting it as the third and final accident, so I can go back to listening to whatever music I want in my car.  

Tuesday, December 24, 2013

Fear A Day 29: Getting Up At An Open Mic



Holy bundle of fear!  This was definitely putting myself in an uncomfortable situation filled with opportunity to be judged.  I did learn from doing karaoke and made sure that I was not sober for this.  My stomach was in knots all night.  Actually, it was in knots whenever I would think about possibly trying this long before that night.  It ended up being incredibly exhilarating, but still turns my stomach thinking about it.  

Monday, December 23, 2013

Fear A Day 28: First Solo Hang With A Friend



It can be a peculiar thing to know someone for a while and realize you've never been alone with them.  There's a different connection that you make with someone when it's just the two of you.  I always find myself worried the first time I hang out with an existing friend without any other buffer from our friendship circle.  There's always a chance it can be awkward or dull or we discover our only common ground are the people we both know.  

Sunday, December 22, 2013

Fear A Day 27: A Bikini Wax



This experience was momentarily painful, but really not that bad.  I wasn't emotionally traumatized by the woman who waxed me or anything.  She was quite professional and incredibly nonchalant as she manhandled me.  I was kind of hoping that maybe she would compliment it, me, the business.  So, those dreams were dashed.

Saturday, December 21, 2013

Fear A Day 26: Disappointing My Parents



Oh man, this one is huge.  When I was a young kid I was such a little people pleaser.  I always struggled with being the person other people expected me to be and myself.  It's something that can still be hard to shake at times now.  I really hate letting people down, but especially my parents.  

Friday, December 20, 2013

Fear A Day 25: Getting A Tattoo



I waited until thirty years old to finally get a tattoo.  I have thought about it for such a long time, but was so worried that I would end up regretting it.  What if I no longer liked the design or the placement, or what if it didn't come out the way I wanted it?  A lot times I felt too fickle to choose something for forever.  But I went for it and I'm still feeling great about it.  One of my favorite parts of the experience was when the artist was all finished, he looked at me and ominously said, "you're one of us now".