Thoughts while Traveling

Anna and I were packing last yesterday. It was an interesting feeling. It's our first big move together- or it feels that way anyway. I wish I could hire someone to document this for us. I regret that we don't have many pictures of our first year together. I always pictured mounds of pictures of boxes and pasking tape with me in a t-shirt and shorts and my yankees cap, Anna in cut-off shorts and a tanktop with her hair pulled back with a bandana on. Play Neil Simon's "Kodachrome" in your head when you picture this. Actually, I think that's what I want- yellowed photos and super-8 video clips of the event. Maybe we should've met and lived in the 60's. The more advanced technology gets, the older I want things to look. But at least technology is advanced enough to let you make things look older- but that's just cheating.

Hopefully we will do a better job of documenting our lives from now on. It's kind of cheesy- but I love looking at my grandparents' photos. I feel like I know where I come from and what parts of me are inherited. I just hope none of my descendants have my testosterone levels.