When I was with Allan Sapriken, I lost my little hurricane blower, a handy little device that puffs dust out of cameras. I shrugged, blamed myself for not being careful, and resolved myself by saying I could have lost something considerably more valuable and moved on. So, last payday, I bought another one to replace it. Twelve bucks. Now, THIS ONE has gone missing. Thing is, I havent packed my camera gear for an outside shoot, so I know the damn thing is SOMEWHERE in my flat. Looks like Im going to spend my day cleaning and tidying the flat. Considering that its grey and damp outside, its probably for the best. Id MUCH rather be outside on a sunny day taking macro photos with my new Sigma 105mm - or post-processing some pictures still lurking on the SD card - but Ive got a bug in my brain right now and Im going to overturn the entire flat (and clean it, too) until I find that damn thing. And its not small - its about the size of my fist - so how the hell could something like that sprout legs and go missing, like ones car keys? Arrrgh. Deep breath. Deep breath. Its my day off, my only day off. Find my centre. Restore my zen. And FIND THAT DAMN THING.
Posted on: Sun, 29 Jun 2014 21:21:01 +0000
Trending Topics
Recently Viewed Topics
© 2015