Lazy Sunday

It's Sunday night, and I've had a headache ALL weekend long. I haven't had a headache like this in a long time, and I forgot how much they suck. I tried to go to bed early tonight, around 9:30, but by 10, I was still wide awake, pondering my possible future photography career and how to get there.

So I got out of bed, went downstairs, and took a Tylenol PM. Those kinds of pills always make me non-functioning in the mornings, but ultimately, they do help me sleep...

I turned on the TV, and Brothers and Sisters was on. One of the characters (Rebecca) was pondering a career in photography. Does that mean anything? Hmmm... the hall light that I thought was burned out just flickered back on. I think that's a sign.

I think I'm going to buy that new lens soon so I can take more low-light shots. The only thing is, do I want the 85 mm one or the 50mm? And thinking ahead, do I want the Canon EOS 5D or the 40D? I guess I need to make some kind of business plan to figure out what in photography it really is that I want to do. Life's too short to not pursue a dream. I mean, I have an excellent job right now, but I really think I would be happier taking pictures.

In the next few months, I'm going to get some photography books about portraiture, weddings, and alternative processes. Oh, and I guess business plans (the part I hate).

The hall light just went off, and I think the Tylenol PM is kicking in. Must mean it's time to go to bed. But I think I'll finish watching Brothers & Sisters. I still have that damn headache, though.

Say it Ain't So!

Concord, Massachusetts-based Polaroid Corp. announced last week that it plans to close factories in Massachusetts as well as Mexico and the Netherlands that make film formats for industrial and consumer uses.

I'm DEVASTATED! The only hope I'm holding out comes in the following sentence:

Polaroid -- which stopped making instant cameras over the past couple years -- is seeking a partner to acquire licensing rights, in hopes that another firm will continue making the instant film and keep limited supplies available.

Please, someone, partner with Polaroid! my wonderful husband just got me the amazing ProPack for me to use for emulsion-lift art. And I was seriously considering dropping a few hundred bucks on a Daylab printer (it copies your prints or slides onto Polaroid film).

I'm thinking I may still invest in one, stock up on film and really try to create as many pieces as possible. I love this technique, and I hate the thought of having to give it up!

If anybody needs any ideas for what to get me for Christmas (or any time, really ;-), click here!

Feed me.

You cannot resist my eyes. They call to you. They say, "Give me Fancy Feast!" Now!

Please.

My people think I can't handle meat. They call me a vegetablarian or something. Just because I hurl sometimes, ok, most of the time, after I eat meat, does NOT give them the right to deprive me of one of life's most yummy pleasures!

My girlfriends, Cleo and Allie, get to eat Fancy Feast, aka "the good stuff" whenever people come into the house. I don't trust anyone other than my own people, so when strangers ring the bell, I smell danger. I hide myself strategically under the bed. I listen carefully for anything out of the ordinary. So far, I haven't had to expose myself from under the bed as my alter-ego, Puss-in-Boots, sword in paw, to protect my people. But I'm ready. En Garde!

I love my peoples so much that I'll do anything to protect them. Even perform stakeouts under the bed for them! So why do they always reward my girlfriends when people come over, instead of me? It's not fair!

Do not reveal my true identity to my people, por favor. But I implore you, ask them to show mercy on my growling tummy. I prefer the delectable sliced turkey feast in gravy. (It has an orange label.)

Muchas gracias. I give you elevator butt and show you my belly.