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From bed.

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The most recent bit of my work in print: Kits on Location in Snowboard Magazine. I blogged about the shoot back then, but here's the finished product.

Oh, and here's a link to a profile of me. Shameless self-promotion, boo-yah. (Obvs its almost two very long years old so there's some out of date information.)

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Twitter is like a mini-insta-blog. I like it aside from the fact I only have one real friend on there. It certainly kept me awake and amused on my drive from Brooklyn to Breckenridge last week. And I really like the unfiltered updates from journalists following the Presidential candidates.

I'm in Boulder, shot some beautiful girls and their hair today, then off to Aspen for the X Games madness. Here's my twittering across America and a couple pictures. See you soon. -Nate.

how to pack for driving there flying back? shite, i'm gonna have too much stuff. 06:20 PM January 15, 2008 from web

Last stop gimme coffee. Odo 48214. Headed west. 09:52 AM January 16, 2008 from txt

Nj smells. 10:43 AM January 16, 2008 from txt

Wnyc is static. Cue ipod. 11:02 AM January 16, 2008 from txt

Mnts of NJ r butiful. Snowy :) 11:10 AM January 16, 2008 from txt

Penn- why does every "salad" have meat in it? 12:49 PM January 16, 2008 from txt

Pack of turkeys eating by I80. R they social animals? 01:34 PM January 16, 2008 from txt

Sign: wlcome to penns wilds. - scary. 01:35 PM January 16, 2008 from txt

Skip to the end? I wish. 02:20 PM January 16, 2008 from txt

6 hrs. Ohio. Into the setting sun. 04:09 PM January 16, 2008 from txt

How many hrs of my life spent listening to NPR? 05:02 PM January 16, 2008 from txt

Wow. Ohio t-pike is ex-citing! 05:24 PM January 16, 2008 from txt

Sandwich, starbux, gas. Thinking about 100 things I need to do once I stop for night. Odo 48698. 06:14 PM January 16, 2008 from txt

Goodbye intilectual elitism, hello midwestern clasic rock. Good love is hard to find. 06:29 PM January 16, 2008 from txt

Holy Toledo. 07:30 PM January 16, 2008 from txt

Ohio tolls: obvs not payin for road repairs. 07:56 PM January 16, 2008 from txt

@Slickbyrd-i know very little bout myself so this should be useful. 08:06 PM January 16, 2008 from txt in reply to Slickbyrd

Indiana: how should we fill the empty spaces where we used to talk? Jedi mind trick and the radio plays floyd. 08:31 PM January 16, 2008 from txt

Advertisment for 3 level indoor archery range with leagues"where archery comes alive"!!!! 08:52 PM January 16, 2008 from txt

Too much coffee to be stuck in traffic. But I'm goal oriented, getting through chicago in spite of it. 10:38 PM January 16, 2008 from txt

Boredom sets in. Thought: will itunes reward me w a new gossip girl tonight? 10:43 PM January 16, 2008 from txt

NY ezpass works in illinois. Wish I new that b4 5 min in toll line. 11:02 PM January 16, 2008 from txt

Solo, ipod, camera. Couple photo stops. Stopping @ next crappy chain hotel I find. 11:32 PM January 16, 2008 from txt

On the road. Late night photos, days inn. Snowing just a little bit. Grey day. 08:47 AM January 17, 2008 from txt

I want to see a dead head sticker on a caddilac today. 09:31 AM January 17, 2008 from txt

at the largest truck stop in the world. full on iowa white out. google map says 12:30 to go. 10:45 AM January 17, 2008 from web

Lincoln reagan hoover: very presidential this stretch of i80. 11:44 AM January 17, 2008 from txt

Blue sky, fresh snow, farm houses-iowa's beautiful. 11:59 AM January 17, 2008 from txt

Iowa ext 187, brooklyn. I had to stop. Gas, windshield fluid, coffee, softbatch cookies. 12:47 PM January 17, 2008 from txt

google directions: next turn 475 mi, 6:35. Ugh. 01:49 PM January 17, 2008 from txt

I know I'm alone if I'm with or without you. about 24 hours ago from txt

Car napped. Cpuncil bluffs. Looking gforward to human interaction. about 22 hours ago from txt

And everything I make is trite and cheap and a waste of paint of tape of time. (Delayed response, but I'm in omaha.) about 22 hours ago from txt

Nebraska- zero clouds. about 20 hours ago from txt

Npr: same person invented hula hoop and frisbee. Died. about 20 hours ago from txt

Shooting star! Straight down i80. about 18 hours ago from txt

Montanita, ftw. Mountain time zone. about 17 hours ago from txt

Colorful Colorado. about 17 hours ago from txt

last stop for gas $ . about 17 hours ago from txt

Written in lights: "eat beef". Smell of manure in the air. about 16 hours ago from txt

When I was 13 went to summer camp for nerds and ended up w a girlfriend from Sterling CO. Dismal in so many ways. about 16 hours ago from txt

Which withdrawal is worse: Twitter or Caffeine? Caf is making me twittery. about 16 hours ago from txt

Northeast colorado filled with terrible smells. about 15 hours ago from txt

Denver...almost home. Thinking about all the stuff I'm missing in NY though. Too much world to love. about 14 hours ago from txt

Eisenhower tunnel. Elevation 11013. about 14 hours ago from txt

Fin. ODO 50055. So much snow. Last 10 mi white nuckles. And to all a goodnight. :) about 13 hours ago from txt

Lou dobbs on the COLBERT REPOOOOORT! Amazing as any mock tv show ever was done. I cannot support Colbert enough.correcto. about 11 hours ago from txt

Coffee and bagel at my breakfast spot of 8 years. Colder than...well, lots of stuff. 35 minutes ago from web

10 minutes into the drive.

Self explanatory.

Day's Inn 1. 12:15 am.

Day's Inn 2. 12:40 am.

Day's Inn 3. 6:00 am.

Brooklyn, Iowa 1.

Brooklyn, Iowa 2.

Into the sun, Nebraska.

Roadside, Nebraska 1.

Roadside, Nebraska 2.

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Thank you Sweden. I love you Sweden. Once my ribs are better I'm gonna drink some beers and have a really fun night with this song in my head. Tomorrow though, it's gonna be playing while I drive home to Colorado. Ok, good night.

And another favorite from Sweden:

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Not having a good weekend here in NY, but I'm happier to be here than having PTSD from killing people or getting buried.

I feel really bad for the kids being affected by our President and his bullshit, incompetent attempts at making the world a safer place.

Colorado:
East Vail Avalanche.
Last week's East Vail Avalanche.
Another.
No one in it.

Canada:
Lucky photographer, good friends.

Seriously, I'm sick of this shit.

My apologies for the cynical bitter post—here's what I'm working on right now to make myself not feel quite as shitty.

Erich Dummer. Gaper Day 2007.

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Seriously. F. This. I'm really not happy right now. I felt my freaking rib break, again. I'd finally gotten back into three days a week of yoga, running miles and miles, etc. Ugh. And I know its going to hurt more tomorrow. I want to be positive, I really do. But seriously, I'm now on year two of this shit. I only wish there were about four seasons of Gossip Girl to watch back to back to back to back. That would make me happy.

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I have loads of other things I should be doing, but I'm getting excited about a new political landscape. I still believe in the candidates with more experience, but I also believe in Obama—his vision, his charisma, his sensible intelligence. Don't forget also that there is still a person in charge of this company and he's going to the middle east to try to save us from the huge mess he (and his administration) have dragged us into. You might find this story, about both Barack and the current situation in Palestine and the Middel East, interesting. Its from a blog, written by Bernard Avishai, I've been following. I read a lot of political mumbo jumbo in the mags and on the web but don't normally get too in depth with teh Jews and teh Palestinians, but this guy is blindingly brilliant and pragmatic and measured and able to look at the bigger picture outside of one race or religion or ethnicity, which seems to give me more hope of a solution to the East end of the Med and the perpetually messy religo-political situation.

And it seems like Barack is winning over a lot of people, myself included, with the idea that he's a leader who will make our country and our world a better place. Better man than I. And that's number one on my list of required skills to take my vote.

[Updated Wednesday, January 9, 2008]
PS. AMAZING post outlining what the press needs to know for Bush's Jerusalem visit. Here.

PPS. I know. I know. Go Hillary! I fought at the last book club that we should be supporting the two more experienced candidates rather than Obama. Well, what the hell do I know about politics anyway? I couldn't even make it through college.

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Blah, blah, blah. 2008. Yay!

Jonathan put his sunglasses on, which meant we were ready to go.

We took a bad self timer picture.

Mush and Des drank at some girl's house, only I forget her name.

I bailed and met friends in dumbo.

People were happy.

We looked at Manhattan from the roof.

Brett and Ange were our hosts (thanks!)

There were lots of people on all the roofs.

Hey! Gimme that back.

Some dude fell down. And that about sums it up.

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Why am I up at 5:30 in the morning reading the New Yorker and why am I so steamed that by 6:30 I'm writing on the blog? 'Cause this shit is fucked. This article isn't online, but go buy the New Yorker and read Samantha Power's article "The Envoy". And this is old news, but everyone should have already seen "The Fog of War".

PS. Poor planning is having ZERO food in your apartment and realizing its 14 degrees outside. Balls!

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My friend started a book club, and if you're in New York, I'm inviting everyone who wants to read and talk to join us at my apartment on January 14th. We aren't intellectually rigorous or very serious about things—just some friends having some finger food and a drink or two and talking about a book. E-mail me for the details.

Even if you're not in New York we inhabit a free country where, if you so desire, you can purchase Remainder by Tom McCarthy, read it, and think about it. I just finished the first chapter—off kilter, interesting, thought provoking—and now I'm off to bed and hopefully finishing chapter two. 'Night y'all!

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