Operated by John-Riley Harper. Dedicated to archiving photography from Utah's underground scenes, as well as other personal projects.

I have no idea how I got ANY pictures last night at all, because I was hammered. The funny thing is, I don't even remember being drunk, but I sure woke up feeling like the sledgehammer midgets had been frolicking. But really, the truly amazing thing is that after loading up my car with equipment, flashes, and reflectors, driving up to the party, getting lost, missing exits, and then parking... I looked in the passenger's seat and my passenger was not there. My camera was at home on the couch.

Pretty amazing that I got pictures then, isn't it?



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