Professions I Admire

Daily writing prompt
What profession do you admire most and why?

There are a lot of professions I admire but not a single one that I admire most. At least not that I am aware of.

Doctors, specifically surgeons. I have some recent personal experience in how the right surgery at the right time can change a person’s life for the better in practically unimaginable ways. It’s borderline magic. That has given me a new admiration for that particular field of human endeavor.

Teachers. This will feel a little like sucking up as my sister, my sister in law, and a bunch of my friends are teachers, but when it comes to brutally difficult, high stress, thankless jobs, teaching has got to be near the top of the list. It’s also critical. I have infinite admiration for teachers.

Software architects. I can write code. I am a programmer. Building a large system from the ground up though? Designing a full system? That’s so far over my head I can’t even fathom it. It’s beyond impressive to me.

This sounds like a suck up, but I’m going to mention it specifically for the twist I’ll put on it. Musicians, artists, photographers. Anything in any creative or artistic field. Not because of the skills required to do the job, which are definitely admirable and in my case often enviable, but for the 99% of the profession that goes along with it. If I had the self-promotional skills, the marketing abilities, the political savvy, whatever you want to call it, to function within the music industry I absolutely would have. Playing an instrument? Making music? I can do that and on good days I can do it well. What I can’t do is everything that is required to sustain yourself within that industry. I can’t sell myself in the necessary ways in order to juggle the 300 different jobs per day that a professional musician (or artist, or photography) needs to, and that put an end to my music career before it even started.

Probably the profession I most admire though is medical researcher. Somewhere out there some scientist in a white lab coat is studying the human body, looking for a way to beat diabetes (or cancer, or MS, or whatever illness or condition you can imagine) and will someday come up with something that makes my step son’s life healthier and better, if not cure his condition outright. When that colossal breakthrough comes, that particular scientist is never going to have to pay for a drink in my town again.

Weather and Wedding

The reason we’ve traveled up to Bar Harbor, ME is to go to a wedding. The wedding is late this afternoon. Right now it’s 8:40am and I’ve been up for three hours. Jen and Bellana are still asleep. I showered, had my morning vitamins, had my breakfast protein bars, and have watched a couple of Doctor Who episodes (new series, season eight, episodes nine and 10, and 11 is running as I type this).

We’re more or less shit out of luck for touristy things today. It’s raining out. Lots of rain. Serious rain. No Acadia National Park sight seeing today. No wandering around downtown today. I’m not sure what we’re going to do, apart from getting ready for the wedding and all that fun. It’s going to be a good time tonight, but until then it might be a little on the extra low-key side.

weather be damned, it’s going to be a good day.

My Shop

Daily writing prompt
If you were going to open up a shop, what would you sell?

I have never really considered this question before. Most of the shops I would like to open are part of a dead industry now and would be guaranteed to fail within days of launching. Book stores? Dead. Record stores? Dead. Used record stores might be able to hang on for a while but new release stuff? No way, dead and dead. Musical instruments stores? Dead. Hell, even Guitar Center, the biggest of the big chains is dying on the vine as we speak. Maybe I could do a vintage guitar shop, but I would never have the zillions of dollars that would be needed as up front capital to stock a whole shop with vintage guitars. That’s sort of how the used instrument economy has played out in recent years. Even shitty old guitars are worth a ton of money, just for being old.

So if I were going to open a shop of my own, what would it be? I guess I could try to go with a Stephen King’s Needful Things kinda place. You know, a curiosity/antique shop where all of the items are cursed and pre-destined for each customer so that they can suffer their own specific trauma? Something like that.

No, that wouldn’t be it. I’ll tell you what I would open. Hey customer, have you had Gastric Bypass surgery? Do you have Type 2 Diabetes and are you struggling to keep your numbers under control? Well come to my shop where we sell nothing but Sugar Free Candy.

Boom. Million, dare I say billion, dollar business plan. Sign me up, babie!

Summit Views

Views from the summit of Cadillac Mountain. Digital version. There will be 2-3 film shots someday in the distance future.

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I like this one
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This one was from the hotel restaurant where we had breakfast. The four mast sailing ship is the Margarette Todd. I wish I had a huge zoom lens, don’t you?

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The Difference Between Film and Digital Photography

So there we were on the summit of Cadillac Mountain, the highest elevation in the state of Maine, looking out across Bar Harbor toward the Atlantic Ocean. The view was spectacular.

I had my Nikon Z5 out and I was snapping away left and right. You get a photo, you get a photo, you get a photo, BAM BAM BAM photos of everything! Oh, some other visitor stepped in front of me while I was pressing the shutter? No problem! Just line up the shot and take it again. Life is good!

Then I switched to my Nikon FG-20, loaded with Fuji Superia Xtra. I carefully line up a shot. Check the light meter, check the aperture, check the shutter speed, focus and refocus repeatedly. Snap. Wind the film to the next frame. Line up a second shot. Check the light meter, check the aperture, check the shutter speed, focus and refocus repeatedly. Snap, but just as a depress the shutter release button some numbnutz walks in front of me. MUTHAFUCKA YOU JUST COST ME ONE FRAME OF FILM! Quietly fantasize about throwing said numbnutz off the side of the mountain. Then line up the shot again and…

Yeah, that’s the difference. It’s a subtle difference, but it’s there.