So this post shoulda been all about that, but then in the middle of everything, I dropped my camera on it's head. I tried to tweak it back to life, but quickly came to the conclusion that it's quite dead.
It wasn't even close to the greatest camera, in the technological sense, but it was responsible for at least 95% of the photos on this blog, which is a pretty big deal, when you think about all that we've looked at together. I've been ready to upgrade to something that takes better pics for a while, but I haven't been able to disengage from my companion. Suddenly, I have no choice.
I'm afraid about moving forward - figuring out the proper replacement, sorting through all the techno-babble . . . it's pretty intimidating. I just wanna be able to take some pics. So I don't have any choice but to lean on my westside buddies Alex and Andre, and my eastside buddy Mike, for some advice. You guys can expect to hear from me soon.
In the meantime, please enjoy the last picture my trusty cam ever took:
The wrench. Wouldn't wanna be no white trash bike right about now. But I need to let it go. Keep forgetting - I'm sad.
Farewell, loyal friend. Sorry I dropped ya.
2 comments:
A moment of silence for the faithful Olympus.
My trusty Canon camera died at Nine Mile Dam last Monday and I don't look forward to shopping (or paying) for a new one.
I try not to get too sentimental about "things", but I do tend to hold on to them for a long time, so it's a bit of a loss.
I'm guessing it had more than 15,000 cycling miles jiggling around in my fanny pack so a major malfunction is no big surprise.
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