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I've Got A Pulse I evidently look like someone experiencing pain, because everyone at the office was very solicitous of my health. Screw it, around 3:00 in the afternoon I called my doctor's office and had them send a perscription for a pain killer to the pharmacy down the street. The pharmacist pushed the package across the counter with his fingertips, saying that if he took one of the pills inside it would lay him out on the floor. Cool. I took one right off and I've felt swell since. No pain, no gain. Bullshit. Ola at the office recognized them and gave thumbs up. Maybe I'll sleep tonight.
I signed up for a "night photography" class to be held Friday and
Saturday night at the end of this week. I received a list of the stuff I
I'm going to poop out now. The day went well without wearing me down and I'd like to get a really good night's sleep and see if I can convince the folks at work that I've got a pulse. |
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should bring: camera (manual, no automatic point and shoots), film (most of
the ones recommended I've got in refrigerator right now), penlight, tripod,
cable release, timer, batteries, pup tent, four wheel drive vehicle, plastic
bags, sweaters and stuff like that. My Nikon is capable of full automatic
operation or full manual operation not to mention some weird hybrid
combinations about which I have not got a clue and will have
to read the manual again and practice in the evenings so I don't go to this
thing looking like a fool. Acting like a fool, yes, that's all right, I made
a deal with myself on that years ago, but not "look" like a fool. Not cool.
Practice. I'm looking forward to learning something different and maybe
meeting idiots similar to myself.