Do you see these pictures I took at the Mission and at Farrell's? You might think I'm magic. Well, I am, but that's not the point right now. Right now I'm hear to rejoice about my new camera, given to me by my mother-in-law, who happened to have an
extra one lying around her house (what's that about?) and who took pity on my tale of woe (if I could link to the post where I whine about my cameras' deaths, I would
here). My new little camera is red, does lots of things I cannot comment on because I have no technical expertise whatsoever other than to know that the functions are cool and the camera is nifty. I'm just so happy I have a camera so that I can record all these moments for posterity (as long as no one records my posterior I'm good -- especially after Farrell's.)
Do you see these pictures I took at the Mission and at Farrell's? You might think I'm magic. Well, I am, but that's not the point right now. Right now I'm hear to rejoice about my new camera, given to me by my mother-in-law, who happened to have an extra one lying around her house (what's that about?) and who took pity on my tale of woe (if I could link to the post where I whine about my cameras' deaths, I would here). My new little camera is red, does lots of things I cannot comment on because I have no technical expertise whatsoever other than to know that the functions are cool and the camera is nifty. I'm just so happy I have a camera so that I can record all these moments for posterity (as long as no one records my posterior I'm good -- especially after Farrell's.)
