I've been facebooked - and I got a camera!
I've finally succumbed to those of you who've been prompting me to join Facebook. I was originally turned off by the site's aggressive cookie setting, but I've been reconciled by B2's rousing endorsement - i.e. "It's just like myspace but it doesn't make your eyeballs bleed". Nice. Doesn't seem too bad. Only been looking at it for 10 minutes, my eyeballs aren't bleeding yet.
Much more importantly, I've got my own camera! I'm very excited - B2 and I have been sharing a camera since we got married, and that has had a few MAJOR drawbacks
(1) It's a reasonably high end camera, so it's hard to just shove it in your bag to take over to the family dinner for happy snaps
(2) I rarely get to use it. It wasn't that B2 hogged it, as such. He just always liked to use the manual settings, so when I got it the screen would be too dark, or something, and then he'd try to tell me that I should adjust this setting or that setting, and then the people/birds/whatever I wanted to photograph had gotten bored and wandered/flown off.
So now I've got my own camera, which is great. It's a nice, small, simple thing that fits just fine in my handbag and I've been going nuts with it...I'll get around to uploading the photo's soon.
Also, there's been this promising development in the media:
So moves like this will be a great boon to me, the other nerds like me out there, and all of the poor relatives and friends who've had to listen to us shouting "Aargh! That's ridiculous! That would never work in real life!". Most of all folks, please remember - random punches of the sternum will probably only bruise the corpse. It's regular pressing down on it that'll help.
Labels: first-aid, photography
