Trouble.

Hope.

Disappointment.

Stranded.

Help!

Dinner.

Dinner date.

Boredom sets in.

RESCUE!

One of my friends and faithful blog stalkers informed me today that it has been too long since I’ve posted on my blog, so I decided to share my weekend adventure with you guys. After shooting an incredible wedding with my friend Matt Yung on Saturday, I began to head home when I realized that I NEEDED to get gas. When I say NEEDED, I don’t mean I had a spastic inclination to run to the gas station and top off my nearly full tank like most everyone else in Atlanta is doing every day. I mean I NEEDED gas or I wasn’t going to make it home, so I pulled off of I-285 to look for a station. I drove for a few miles before I found a line for gas. I got in line, put my car in park and turned it off to conserve what little gas I had left. 45 minutes later, the line hadn’t moved an inch, so I decided to hunt elsewhere. I was hopeful when I saw a sign for a Kroger gas station, so I pulled off of the main road to find it. When I reached it, I found out that both this station and my car were out of gas. There I was, stranded in the Kroger parking lot. So what did I do? What else would I do? I called for help, grabbed something to eat, then pulled out my camera and started taking pictures I hope this amuses you as much as it (now) amuses me!