No, I don't have too much time on my hands, but I am at a loss for bloggable info, so instead, I'm going to do what I do best: take something seemingly mundane, and transform it into an incredibly fascinating read, based solely on my cleverness and humor. Todays' topic: my broken camera. Apparently my little 3.2 megapixel Canon has come to the end of its road. One too many accidental baptisms in the Colorado River, far too many drops onto sandstone/granite/concrete, infinite grains of dirt/sand trapped in the innards of the zooming gears, near-theft from Guatemalan hooligans, and lots of precarious balancing on tree branches in order to obtain awesome self portraits have finally deemed it not functional. I desperately want this new one but alas, I will have to wait for my first big paycheck. I began having troubles a few months back and was able to pinpoint the issues to these five:
Issue #1: Unintentional sepia tone. Yes, although it's nice to play around with fun color schemes and developments, it is not fun when you were merely trying to take a simple best friends portrait, such as this one of the Mom, and "Crazy Analisa." Wow, these two are inseparable!
Issue #2: 1992 TV view. While I was trying to photo-document my first (and greatly anticipated) visit to Mad Greek Restaurant in lovely Baker, CA, I came across this issue. Apparently, the shot is skewed to appear as if it were being broadcast on a television in the early 90's.