Jeremy Cowart and I will be attending the Presidential Inauguration together in Washington D.C. on January 20th. We’ll be amongst possibly 4-million people descending on the capital to see Barack Obama sworn in as the 44th President of the United States of America. Jeremy is a world-famous photographer, and so I’m bringing my camera and intend to challenge him to a one-on-one contest. And you get to vote. We will both come back with our five favorite photos and ask you to select which ones you like best. This is quite possibly the stupidest thing I’ve ever done. I hung out with Jeremy for a weekend a couple years ago, shooting along the California coast. His pictures looked like four seasons in Tuscany and mine looked like twelve minutes in Kansas. Nothing against Kansas. There is plenty to do in Kansas. In addition, both of us will be twittering from inauguration. I’ll be speaking at Georgetown, then attending a ceremony at the Kennedy Center, then Inauguration, then the Mid-Atlantic Ball and finally the Presidential Prayer Breakfast, Obama’s first event as President of the United States. Jeremy and I will both be twittering the moments that interest us as we graze like [...]

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03Jan, 2009

One of my favorite stories was told to me by my friend Bob Goff. It’s a true story and it’s about a parade. Bob lives in San Diego, and when his three children were young they were sitting around on New Years Day, bored. And Bob thought it was a crime anybody should be bored on New Years Day. (Let’s face it, unless you are a football fan, there’s not a whole lot to do.) Bob asked the kids what they could do to honor the fact God gave them a day. And eventually Bob and his wife Maria, and their children, came up with the idea of a parade. So they set out to have a parade on their street. They went house to house telling their neighbors they were going to have a parade. And the neighbors must have indulged the children by saying they would watch. But the Goff’s had a better idea than just a parade people would watch. They decided nobody could watch the parade. They could only be in the parade. And so a few neighbors joined in. The small parade marched from the end of the street to the Goff house, where they [...]

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