That if you leave bait in the back of a van in 90 degree heat for three days it will smell like something died in there?
Ask me how I know? :)
Gone. In a snap.
I am replacing my beloved Cybershot DSC-P200 (may it rest in peace) because, as it turns out, cameras can't swim. Nor do they enjoy hot soapy baths. Go figure.
I, as it also turns out, am a moron. I had no idea but the proof is there. It comes out as soon as I relate how it happened that I dropped it (heck, who am I kidding? It was a homicide. That camera was pushed!)
The story goes like this So my camera was stored where it always is, on the shelf above the kitchen sink ... and, well, it just goes downhill (downsink?) from there. One wrong move and you are pulling your beloved digital camera from the depths of a sink full of hot, soapy water.
For the record: cameras do not like that. At all.
To add to the "how does she even manage to be walking around upright?" of it all, the camera was actually plugged into a charger at the time and when it went under, I instinctively reached into the water and pulled it out! It's a wonder I wasn't electrocuted.
See? What'd I tell you? Moron! That's me.
Sigh. To some (rational) people a camera is a nice thing to have but certainly not a necessity by any means. They would replace it when - and if - they felt the need "someday."
I am not such a rational person. My camera is like an extension of myself. My third eye. I felt kind of light-headed and sick contemplating life without a camera. Head between the knees, breathe deeply, stay calm sort of sick.
My motto has long been If I don't have a picture of it - it didn't happen.
Bless you little DSC-P200. We had 3.5 great years together. May you rest in peace. Or pieces.
Having worked through the five stages of grief over it in near-record time, I'm off to Best Buy to throw myself on the mercy of some seventeen year old "sales associate" who will put me back in photographic form.
Happy Independence Day!
Because nothing asserts your Independence like sporting THIS get-up without benefit of alcohol - or having lost a bet.
Niagara Falls or bust (or both)
Just got back from here 
Had a MARVELOUS time! Seriously I cannot recommend this ENOUGH. The entire trip I could not turn off the inner-writer and kept composiing a travelogue in my head. Short version: stay in the Clifton Hills area - it's a must. It is also about half price in early June as at any other time in the summer. We were minutes from the Falls, museums, and all by foot and paid less than $100 per night for a two-room suite. Travel with family you really love so that sharing a two-room suite isn't a problem. :)
Walk everywhere except to dinner. It's worth the savings - even at $4+ per gallon (litre, whatever) and drive just ten minutes out to pay far less for dinner. Tim Horton's is the only breakfast you will ever need. Get the Fruit Explosion muffin or cruller (or heck, both). You won't be sorry. Your waistline is another story, however.
Feed the one-footed seagull. We know him as "stumpy."
Read the plaques. We called it the "Death and Nature's Destruction" tour but we learned a ton. Our daughter was up at 6:00 a.m. our first day home, just itching to Google for more information on the stories we had read.
Buy the passes. I'm usually uber-resistant to being told what to do but the Adventure Pass packages include a day's free transportation and admission to eight attractions for a fraction of the per-site price.
The Butterfly Conservatory is way cooler than you'd think. If, however, you are a teenager with a low tolerance for winged things flying at you, it may not be for you.
Pay attention to the heritage sights. It's eye-opening to realize that Americans were the "advancing forces" they were keeping at bay in 1812. Sure, the Canadians have pretty much forgiven us by now, but it was an interesting spin on our normally American-centric view of history for both young and old(er) alike.
If you can read this ...
Bully for you because you are a rarity indeed!
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In lieu of flowers, please send contributions to Middle-Aged Trampoline Artists of America ...
When I am widowed in a terrible trampoline accident, these photos are going to seem prophetic.
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