You may notice that this is that abomination unto the Blog Gods: a pictureless post. Obviously I’ve committed this particular transgression in the past, but this time I have a special dispensation. It may be that my little Nikon-ita has gone to the Big Handbag in the Sky. I still have a few more life-support measures, but it looks grim for my faithful little photography tool. RIP little camera.
Luckily, the prof owns an ancient digital camera (this thing is OLD–the little symbols on the dial appear to be actual hieroglyphics, and I think I’ve seen a photo of Darwin using the same camera) which should be able to supply the (let’s face it, pretty modest) picture demands of this blog. Or I could try to learn to take iPhone camera pictures that don’t look like stills from a covert surveillance videotape. So many choices!
Next up: how I walked out of a yarn-shop holding $80 worth of Sea Silk. Without paying for it. And why I don’t deserve to be arrested.