And so i go back to the Union Carbide/Tesla factory for the fourth time this year. I don’t think I’ll ever get sick of all these machines. Even after what turned into the fail explore of failness last weekend.
First, a picture that isn’t of machines…
But really, this is why I’m here
And this
And this
Although really this trip kind of sucked. I don’t think these pictures were anywhere near as good as the spring…
Then as soon as I got home, I realized just how much fail there was. I was locked out — and my keys were back at the Hall of Machines, probably from when I was climbing around on them. To make matters worse, it was supposed to be our group chat and online meeting to try to get Concrete Collective off the ground again, which, of course, I showed up 45 minutes late to, after Nate had run roughshod over the meeting and taken away 2/3 of the group’s members to start his own, depriving us of basically anyone over college age, anyone with a car, and anyone with exploring experience besides with me. Like I needed any more of that shit happening, after my troubles with UER. So now I’m stuck with no group and no house keys, all because I wanted to take a few shitty pictures of machinery. How’s that for fail?