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We've loved and laughed, fought and scratched our way through the summer days, and now here we are twenty
one, tweedle-dee, and twenty three, tweedle-dumb. Enjoy this collection of cousinly fun & road trip euphoria...(Remember
the intent of these photos is for friends & family to laugh at. Another reason is to show you the things/people
we see along the way. In absolutely no way are we meaning to be huge ego maniacs boasting ourselves- the thought of
that makes us vomit so please knowing that, enjoy). :)
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"Hey Lanni, watch me eat this toy." "Put a lid on it little girl! I'm posing for the close-up!" (Lanni was raised as
an only child, which explains a lot!)
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Here's the happy family in Wyoming just before Mom and Dad packed Lanni full of snow to use as a human snowball...They
played that game a lot. Don't mention it to Lanni, She's a wee bit sensitive about that subject (brings back memories
of the head injuries.)
I wish that girl would just get out of the way. She's not part of our family; maybe she's tight with the bunny dude.
At any rate, she's ruining the picture.
As you can tell, we are incredibly likable children, always ready for fun and adventure. Here we are at a
marketplace in the border town of Nogales. If I remember correctly, though we were twelve and fourteen we had been given several
shots of tequila each and had to sit for a bit.
hmmm, come on boys, we're ready for anything...we were looking to break some ribs that day.
That's right wo/man, I got loans to repay from high tuition. So while all you rich Bush supporters eat at his $2,000
a plate campaign fundraiser, I'll hope for $2.00 to eat tonight. Chicago: photo Erin Price
"My voice: Not in my name
LANTTO
NO WAR
My rant. My Rave."
Chicago: photo Erin Price
I found out later that this Administration makes a habit of making protestors (or war & greed objectors) stay
yards away from wherever he is. So, we were all forced into a small secluded area surrounded by silver metal barracades.
A line of cops watched us and protected the rich, very rich business people from our dangerous peace chanting & sing holding.
This sign reads, 'I [Uncle Sam] want your sons and daughters to die. Bring our troops home now'.
With no where to stay in Des Moines, IA, the Catholic Worker graciously took us in and shared with us some of the best
memories of the trip. True happiness does not come from material goods but in helping others. They breathe
love and the fumes are contagious.
The Catholic Worker House in Des Moines greeted us as traveling musicians...so we made it into a sing along..anyone got
any songs??
Again, with no place to stay in Omaha, the CWH referred us to the wonderful students of the Spirit of Peace Community
at Creighton College.
Playing on the busy business streets of Denver, CO singing tunes about Booting Bush and encouraging everyone to come
and talk to us. We had one woman give us a dollar and when Lanni offered her a flyer, she said ,"Oh no, I voted for
Bush!" and hurrily walked away before we could ask her why. Lanni kept the dollar and bought an ice cream cone for her
PMS cramps.
Welcoming us back into our homegrown state of child development was the Dick Cheney Federal Building', or as we liked
to refer to it, The Big Dick.
Some people may find this repulsive but they can go blow it...literally and then stick it on this gum wall hidden in
Seattle, WA.
This is Dean and Dean deserves a picture. He took two strange, smelly, & self-defense ready girls into his
home in Seattle. Fed us, put up with us and forced us to go out in public with him. He said something about 'maintaining
his pimp image'...whatever that means.
Sorry Dan Kahn but your song has been remixed for the Deanmeister b/c he came to visit here in Portland, OR at this great
co-op cafe called Red & Black Collective.
Alcatraz. Reminants left behind after the Native Americans took control of the Island in a political statement,
and demand, of the land taken from them and the treaties the US has broken.
The spirit of Halloween take control of Veronica & Sara in Berkeley, California.
Kucinich on his speaking tour of the west coast here in Santa Cruz, California.
Food Not Bombs feeding people on the streets while this Administration nibbles on triscuits and cavier.
A sign dedicated to the firefighters. We passed through San Diego towards Tucson after the blazes had been put
out but ash still remained in the air.
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Peace Vigil at Fort Bennings, Georgia. About 10,000 of us gathered to protest the School of Americas
and we all walked in a funeral procession to honor the memory of those killed or missing because of the SOA.
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We were seperated from the armed guards by a fence. We put our crosses against this fence as well.
Dorm room window at American University in Washington, DC.
You can't see it here but Lanni is standing on the Lincoln Memorial glances at the biggest phallus structure besides
GW, the erect Washington Memorial.
Spray-painted on the streets of DC. (Also the album title for a *great* Radiohead c.d.)
This pretty much sums up America's top priority. We start recruiting in high schools, and instead of helping us
go to college by lowering tuition or making it free (like other countries), they dangle money in front of our eyes like a
carrot. Most of the students we talked to about why they joined said the main reason was that they needed money
for school. Just after taking this photo, a car passed me with a bumper sticker that read, "No child left behind. Proud
to be an American".
If you housed us, you probably got this ridiculous tape in the mail. Here we are laying out our Open Mic Greatest
Hits album to hit TRL next week!
At a Long Island 'Defending our Civil Liberties' (anti-patriot act) meeting.
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Bill O'Reilly booksigning b/c damn it HE is looking after us. He really gives a damn about us..yep sure.
That's why he wears make-up and talks about himself non-stop on tv and in his book. We came to laugh, be disgusted,
and talk with people who were actually waiting in line to be touched by him. We do believe that if God was on earth
he would not be in the no-spin zone.
Bill O'Reilly book signing. He was to arrogant to even breathe next to so Sara opted to vomit over the balcony
of Borders.
No, that is NOT John Stewart behind The Daily Show desk...it's the next two future female correspondants! Honestly,
thanks Orlando!
Pierre, one of our 4 brand spanking new Brooklyn friends for life!
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Here we bear personal witness to the sick ways of patriarchy. Not even old enough to tie our own little
shoes and we're trying to burn off the calories from our grilled cheese sandwhiches and tomato soup. Sigh...will
the madness ever cease?
like mother, like daughter...hangin' out for some quality lady's time.
I gotta say Dad, that hair and those skinny-ass legs...man, you were hot--now please let me go, I just want to touch
a few ornaments on that tree, no harm, right?
Story time at grandma's house with fellow cousins, Brian and Amy. But where is Sara? Hmph, I'm in the closet to the right...They
used to lock me in their for hours at a time. It ain't easy being the smallest (and cutest--they were always jealous.)
This was just after plotting ways to steal the neighborhood children's favorite toys and return them weeks later mutilated
and smelling of old vinegar and rotting socks. Never popular around the block (maybe b/c we were missing teeth), Lanni
and I were forced to become close, a bond that still remains today. We are too cute, dammit!
Just before Thanksgiving our family starves us for three weeks. This is our first bite of food since...mmm...sweet sustenance.
These are four hot tomales, Seth, Luke, Justin, & Dan we picked up on the boat. Sugar daddy and sour
liquor, they were swimming in our scents like Bush snorts cocaine--oh yes, they loooooved us and we loooooooove them!
Chicago, Illinois: Speaking about need for solidarity among peace workers to really get a grassroots movement started.
To SPEAK UP and exercise the very same rights they are trying to take away....or maybe this was when we were asking
if anyone would let us do a load of laundry at their house...at this point, we were pretty stinky.
Not only are they real life puppets but fake ones too! Cheney & Bush don't invite us to their
lunch party but instead ask us for $87 billion...the nerve!
Talking w/ a fellow Kucinich supporter. Sara isn't so much into supporting politics but Lanni believes that the most
progressive Democratic candidate out there is Dennis Kucinich. He wants to create a Department of Peace, I mean
come on. Chicago: photo Erin Price.
We are complete amateurs and this was our first ever open mic at Uncommon Grounds in Chicago. Sara has a really
great political rap she made out of some deep feeling poems she wrote in the midst of her frustrations. Lanni, on the
other hand, is seen here playing a completely immature & as one audience member said, "never seen a girl on a bass singin
about soft porn before". Regardless, the message is political and humorous. If we don't laugh we will all go insane.
Singing at this open mic at a pub in Chicago gave us the idea that maybe we should just stick to cafes. What you
can't see is the audience. Because they were all drinking and watching the Cubs game. So basically, Sara is singing
to me.
Fearless Father Frank Cardarro of the Catholic Worker.
A beautiful contrast of ideals; Sara's delicate and vibracious voice gets muffled by the Republic Bank & one of over
5,000 Starbucks we've seen along the way.
Making PB&J's on the trunk of my car in scenic Couer d'Alene, Idaho.
Apparently the Army likes to set up 'recruitment stations' next to The Learning Center....as if teaching about bias wars
and giving out propoganda at high schools, colleges, tv advertisements, etc wasn't enough.
This place is unjokingly disturbing. It's located right on a busy suburb street of Portland, OR and has these two
sings in it's windows. Inside, we discovered a handfull of young boys playing kill-em-up video games. The cashier
counter and walls were lined with Army recruiting posters, flyers, and other propoganda. Although not owned by the government,
the owner said one frequent video game player had just come back from Army training and he supported letting him put up his
propoganda to influence other young minds.
Lanni ponders "life, death, and taxes" as the mighty Mississippi flows by in New Orleans. Two huge US Navy boats
are docked to her left but she chooses to watch the cute little steamboat instead. Life is all about choices.
The following pictures are from a protest against the School of Americas at Fort Bennings, Georgia.
If you don't know about the SOA, (we're only taught the good and nice things in history class), you should go to www.soaw.org.
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If you crossed the fence, you were arrested. These brave individuals crossed that line. This
man is in his 70's and blind. But not blind to the feelings of his heart.
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Arresting a true terrorist; a real threat to democracy, while the 'true criminals tell me lies on my
tv screen'.
The White House and our 'unwelcomeness'.
Apparently after 9/11, men with huge and loaded intimidating GUNS walk around like animals in a zoo for all the tourists
to look at. Good ole Homeland Security!
Poster next to the Vietnam Veterans Wall in DC.
Guerrila poetry insurgency brave souls battling the freezing cold.
Snowed in on Long Island, NY.
The following pictures were taken in New York City.
Military families and Veterans for Peace speak out, demanded that we support our troops instead of putting them in danger
for a rich-only agenda.
Body Image display at the Quincy Market in Boston.
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From his own deck of cards.
(credit: Adbusters)
Dissent is Patriotic!
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