This has to be the worst case of Friday-itis I've had in years. I don't want to be here. I'm tempted to call in sick when my coworker gets in, go home and fleepin' sleep all afternoon.
I survived my first wedding photography shoot. It helped that the bride and groom were quite laid back about the whole thing--I'd have done poorly with some bridezilla.
Xander's turned into Mr. Short Term Memory:
"Green truck?" "You just had it five minutes ago. Where did you put it?" "Mama's car?" "No, we haven't left the house. It's here somewhere. Where did you put it" *pause* "Green truck?" *find green truck* *wait five minutes* "Ambulance?" "You just had that one, too! Where did you put it?" "Mama's car?"
It's finally started to rain here again, which means I'll actually have to cut the grass one of these days. Zippy 5:24 AM
When I say this is a low-level operation, I mean it -- a Blogger website, plus free advertising on Craigslist.
So far, two people have been interested in having me shoot their weddings.
Man, I hate shooting weddings.
So I've gone out of my way to point out to prospective clients that I am _not_ a typical wedding photographer. I've known full-fledged wedding photogs, and I shall never willlingly step into those shoes.
But if someone can accept that I'm just a rather eccentric photographer (and cheap, too), then I'll be fine. Zippy 8:05 PM
It's going to be hot as crap today on the bus home. Temps in the low 90s. Blech!
On the plus side, I get to play with my new camera, a Canon S2IS. I got it for an absolute steal on eBay.
It's a cool camera in that it's got a big zoom (12x) plus image stabilization. So it fits a nice niche between my easily-pocketable Sony and my big ol' Canon 20D.
(photo is Carew Tower in downtown Cincinnati, from the Government Square bus transfer point.)
Riding The Bus Isn't Always As Glamorous As It Looks
Especially when the rain runs sideways. These folks were waiting for my bus.
Seriously, this was wind, rain, lightning, thunder. Two guys inside the bus shelter screamed like little girls every time the wind blew more cold rain on them.
The rain fell in sheets and waves, roaming across the traffic of Central Parkway.
A woman walked by, no umbrella, no coat, just her now-soaked clothes, and she wasn't hurrying.
I was soaked from the waist down because, while I did bring a raincoat, I'd not brought rain pants or shoes.
But it was fun. I stood _behind_ the bus shelter to keep the wind off, listened to my This Week in Tech podcast and smiled the whole time.