Jen asked me if I could find a picture from one of our trips to San Diego. I found it quickly, but now I have to spend the next three months reliving the various trips via my Flickr account. I’ll see you all again after I work it out of my system… or after I get back from my upcoming totally unplanned, spontaneous trip back there.
I don’t think any pet is a bad pet if you love it. Some would be more… challenging than others, but in the interest of discussion let’s start with the good pet while I think of an answer for a bad pet.
You don’t have to scroll far into the history of this blog to figure out my answer. Cats. Cats are the best because they take work. There’s none of that unconditional love shit with cats. You have to earn their love and respect. You have to convince them that you’re their humans. It’s possible that they might think that we are their pets rather than the other way around, but that’s okay with me.
Okay… what animals make bad pets… besides none, of course. I was going to say something prone to serious violence like an alligator with anger management issues, or a rabid tiger. Instead I am going to borrow my answer from an early South Park episode.
An elephant would suck as a pet. As Kyle said on South Park, its poop would be bigger than your couch. If it tried to cuddle up against you it would squash you to jelly. That doesn’t sound like a terribly pleasant pet/human interaction at all! Yeah, an elephant as a pet would kind of suck.
September? Probably not, but maybe? Naw, but yeah?
The kids should be here soon. When they get here we’re going up to see Jen’s folks. Until then I have little to do but help Jen make christmas eve food and play with cameras.
How many days left until SantaDay?
I still have one present left to get. I won’t have the car until after work tonight so it will have to wait until tomorrow. Why not go out after work? Because I am planning on doing some holiday themed baking. Can you believe it? Jen and I had talked about baking cookies and I think that has to happen tonight. I also want to make some Tewksbury Tweets. I can’t eat any of these things myself, but I want to have them around for anyone who comes over on christmas eve. I snuck out to Market Basket before work and got the last thing we need to make the tweets (no relation to twitter, of course). We should be good to go. I just have to get through the work day, and then cook dinner, and then eat dinner, and then it’s baking (or no-baking for the Tewksbury tweets) time.
Santa will be here in three days. You had best be extra good if you’re on the presents vs coal bubble, right? Good luck, you naughty people.
I don’t have a clue how to properly edit photos. Not a single clue. I’ve been messing around with Lightroom on my iPad though and thought I’d post something for shits and giggles.
This picture was taken in my first roll of film and developed at a drugstore.
Once I got past the glee of seeing my first film shots it occurred to me that this kinda looks like moldy shit. Was it me? Was it the film? Was it the developing? Was it the scan? I didn’t know.
Here is a similar picture taken with my DSLR.
The colors here look accurate while the colors on the film pic look like two day old diarrhea. I tried messing with the film image in Lightroom to see if I could fix things a little.
I think it’s better but still not right. I also don’t really know what I did to get here.
What does all this mean? It means I don’t have a clue, but I want to do more. It also means I’m not getting film developed at the drug store anymore because none of the film developed and scanned by Old School Film Labs looks this crappy.
We will see how the first black and white shots come out. Hopefully soon. Fingers crossed for happy results.
I couldn’t resist. Sorry.
Bonus time: Bertha is growing a new branch.
Three pics from this chilly but sunny Monday morning.
First, a better shot of the camera christmas ornament because I am a nerd. Also, dig the sweet Wordle ornament Jen found.
Second, any excuse to interrupt Patches as she tries to nap on my new favorite living room chair.
Third, you know all of those pictures I’ve posted of the plant that grew from a clipping of Bellana’s plant? We named our plant Bertha because she named her plant Burt? Here’s a picture of Burt.
There, now get back to work!
I had no reason to do this but I did because I am a nerd.
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