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The story behind the photograph:
My whatever-you-call-her (certainly wasn't much of a girlfriend) and I were on a date and on our way to a hockey game (yes, they play hockey in Louisiana). We were planning on getting in for free because we received special stamps at a Cajun comedy show. As we were driving down some busy streets in Lafayette, I saw this shopping cart in front a bus stop, not uncommon. What struck my attention most was how well silhouetted the cart was with the empty florescent-lit advertising screen behind it. I told my date I had to stop and photograph it but she didn't want to (see what I mean?!). So we went on to the hockey game down the street. We managed to sneak a good parking spot but it was for not when we saw how absurdly long the line was.

We were discussing whether or not we wanted to stand in line and wait for tickets we may or may not get with the stamps which by now had become smudges of their color with no recognizable image on them. We opted out and decided to kick it at a bar instead. On our way out I told her I was getting that photograph and drove back to the bus stop. She stayed in the car as I stood in the bike lane in front the bus stop ignoring all the honking cars passing behind me. After some indecision about lenses, I finally finished photographing and got back in the car, kissed my date, thanked her for waiting, and drove downtown.

The rest of the night included hanging out at my favorite pool and beer bar where I got a cozy for talking beer with a bartender who apparently has flawless taste in beer; a few drinks in the upstairs bar of the local lesbian club, where one can sometimes find the best industrial and techno in the area, but apparently my whatchamacallit didn't care for it; a curious conversation with a 24-year-old gorgeous woman and her 40-year-old cougar, who invited us to join them at the gay bar down the street; arriving at the gay bar down the street to surprisingly find a speedo-ed male dancer walking on the bar, which made me think to text my gay cousin, who found it amusing that I was at one of his favorite bars; and finally a passionate scene in someone's driveway to the field near their house at 2am after some searching for a good spot to park with my date, who was uncomfortable parking to begin with as she was 28-years-old but had no alternative since we both live with our parents to save money working as teachers.

Photographed with my beautiful Mamiya RZ67 Pro II with a 110mm lens on T-Max 400 speed film and printed on Ilford silver gelatin paper at 8x10 inches then scanned for digital archiving. I did my best to clear the dust from the scan. This was the first time I got to use a holder with a big enough frame to allow the black lines from the clear part of the film around the image. I love the result though you may not notice it much here.

Description
The story behind the photograph:
My whatever-you-call-her (certainly wasn't much of a girlfriend) and I were on a date and on our way to a hockey game (yes, they play hockey in Louisiana). We were planning on getting in for free because we received special stamps at a Cajun comedy show. As we were driving down some busy streets in Lafayette, I saw this shopping cart in front a bus stop, not uncommon. What struck my attention most was how well silhouetted the cart was with the empty florescent-lit advertising screen behind it. I told my date I had to stop and photograph it but she didn't want to (see what I mean?!). So we went on to the hockey game down the street. We managed to sneak a good parking spot but it was for not when we saw how absurdly long the line was.

We were discussing whether or not we wanted to stand in line and wait for tickets we may or may not get with the stamps which by now had become smudges of their color with no recognizable image on them. We opted out and decided to kick it at a bar instead. On our way out I told her I was getting that photograph and drove back to the bus stop. She stayed in the car as I stood in the bike lane in front the bus stop ignoring all the honking cars passing behind me. After some indecision about lenses, I finally finished photographing and got back in the car, kissed my date, thanked her for waiting, and drove downtown.

The rest of the night included hanging out at my favorite pool and beer bar where I got a cozy for talking beer with a bartender who apparently has flawless taste in beer; a few drinks in the upstairs bar of the local lesbian club, where one can sometimes find the best industrial and techno in the area, but apparently my whatchamacallit didn't care for it; a curious conversation with a 24-year-old gorgeous woman and her 40-year-old cougar, who invited us to join them at the gay bar down the street; arriving at the gay bar down the street to surprisingly find a speedo-ed male dancer walking on the bar, which made me think to text my gay cousin, who found it amusing that I was at one of his favorite bars; and finally a passionate scene in someone's driveway to the field near their house at 2am after some searching for a good spot to park with my date, who was uncomfortable parking to begin with as she was 28-years-old but had no alternative since we both live with our parents to save money working as teachers.

Photographed with my beautiful Mamiya RZ67 Pro II with a 110mm lens on T-Max 400 speed film and printed on Ilford silver gelatin paper at 8x10 inches then scanned for digital archiving. I did my best to clear the dust from the scan. This was the first time I got to use a holder with a big enough frame to allow the black lines from the clear part of the film around the image. I love the result though you may not notice it much here.