omg i thought the law offices of *insert lawyer here* in buffalo with william shatner were exclusive to that law firm but they’re not! there was just one on for a different lawyer in detroit. haha he did a generic commercial! i dunno why i find that great.
best church sign in a long time: the best vitamin for christians is b 1. ha ha
and i don’t like “sex in the city” i find it quite annoying. i don’t need to listen to someone narrate their blog. i narrate my own life in my head pretty adequately. she has an annoying voice. god and her friends are beyond obnoxious.
yesterday mom and i arrived, had to wait at the house for the estate sale lady, then headed to royal oak for dinner. we parked by noir leather, the goth store/sex toy store that my aunt had taken me to one xmas eve. i was like I WANT TO GO IN THERE and my mom said “she’d rather not know that i’m a pervert.” LOL *looks at dan*. i eventually went in to look at the clothes, but it was alot of the same lip service and tripp stuff i could get at hot topic for cheaper. or make once i learn to sew hahaha. after dinner we went looking for the mysterious ray’s ice cream shop that we had 2 different directions for. we never found it and no one we asked had heard of it.
today brought exploring with david in detroit. first stop, michigan central station again. and we spent 5 hours there hahahahah. i know he said he never gets tired of mcs, and he goes alot on his own, i can’t help but feel like he MUST have been bored after 5 hours there. god knows i can’t stand spending 5 hours at bct with explorers anymore. spent more time on the first floor, checked out the mezzanine level, then each of the 18 floors. while still on the main floor some guy came walking through. no big deal. later on one of the higher floors i walked by a room and we had woken some guy up. i was startled and then smiled at him. haha didn’t know what else to do. i think that is the first time i’ve encountered a homeless person in any location i’ve been too. psycho ted in REA terminal never actually confronted us, he just started things on fire. and i never talked with jesus the walker (well i may have now if it’s the same homeless guy with a dog).
alot of the floors were the same, but walked through them all anyway. ended up using my whole 512 card. oh yeah, i managed to get the camera to work acceptibly in aperture mode. had to keep it on the lowest f stop since the up button doesn’t work, adjusted the +/-, and it just did longish exposures when necessary. we’ll see how they actually look on something bigger than the camera’s lcd screen.
after mcs we stopped at a gas station to get drinks and the guy gave me a discount for no reason. rock.
i had decided instead of trying to crawl through the tunnel to the post office/school storage building next to mcs we’d go to a factory. i don’t know what first factory david had taken me by, but there were city workers around removing the grass between sidewalk cement cracks. why do that in an abandoned neighborhood is beyond me. he didn’t feel good about them being there so we went over to the packard plant. which is HUGE but david said mostly similar on each floor. big open floors with the typical factory columns. one building led to the rest, each one a bit different, but each floor the same. as david pointed out, it was kind of annoying that you really had no clue as to what each building and each floor did in the construction of cars. it was pretty empty, no equipment, just debris and things dumped. interesting but he said some of the others, especially studebaker in south bend, is way better.
we were out for about 8 hours and he brought me back to the house. went to dinner with my mom and then WE FOUND RAYS ICE CREAM and omg best ice cream in a long time. special made flavors, huuuuge servings. a++ may go there for breakfast tomorrow before going home haha.
found out my dads sister has another child that she gave up for adoption way back when!! and her husband has one not by her too!! i guess technically that means i have another cousin – a half cousin i guess that would make it. and their 2 kids, my real cousins, have no idea. the only people who know are my aunt, my parents, and my dad’s other sister. she had spilled the beans to my parents years and years ago, and no one knows they, and now i, know hahaha. scandalous! mom and i discussed the whole story of my dad’s parents too. my grandma had been married before she married my grandpa which i knew. nothing really secret there. we joke that my dad has a twin though because one of my parents friends cut a picture out of a vermont newspaper and sent it to us because they thought the picture was of my father. this guy looked exactly like my dad, the same hair, same beard, same sort of bald spot in the beard. and he was a photographer. just like my dad. but my mom said dad doesn’t feel like something is missing and that he’s incomplete like some twins do when they don’t know they’re a twin hahah.
so long day. tired but waiting to be tired enough to go to sleep. leaving in the morning to go home, then work at 8.
