The prep has begun.

The prep has begun.

Gas station food truck. Okay.

We’re home from our walking around Boston visit. We stayed mostly around Atlantic ave and the warf area, but also went to Haymarket and strolled through Quincy Market. Touristy stuff. It was a good time from the mental health perspective, though we tried to get into the Aquarium and failed, and from a nerd-shoots-film point of view it was awesome*. I finished the nearly-finished roll on the Nikon, shot through a roll on the Pentax, and then shot about 2/3 of another roll on the Nikon. Yikes!
I now have four rolls of film ready to develop, so I think it’s time to pick an online photo lab and ship things out. Today, or tomorrow, if I can. Here’s hoping everything comes out and there isn’t anything wrong with the ebay Nikon.
Fingers photographically crossed.
*It went awesome, assuming the photos actually come out.
I had to take a couple of pics with my iPhone, just for instant blogging gratification purposes.
I think I got this guy on film too.
Switching over to the Pentax and loading/unloading the Nikon, while Harry had a donut. The donut was pretty much the sole reason for the trip.
I’ve asked the fake Roomba to keep an eye on the cellar while we are out. Good robotic dog.

I bagged up a ton of clothes that don’t fit me anymore so that I could donate them to Goodwill or something.
Three trash bags full of clothes. Wow.

Unfortunately if I try to take them out of the car I might drown.

Holy sudden downpour, Batman!

A quick trip to the mechanic to drop off Harry’s car for an appointment tomorrow.


Finally. Patches sacked out on Jen’s side of the bed instead of mine for once.

Patches broke a nail. I bet that hurt like hell.
I took my little Nikon film camera with me to visit my mother. The idea being if Waze took me home through downtown Andover I would stop and take a pic or two. Waze did not take me home through downtown Andover but it did almost kill me. Well, the schmuck who tried to pull out of the breakdown lane without getting a running start almost killed me. The camera was on the front seat and slamming on the breaks to avoid death hurled it off the seat and onto the floor.
So I was sitting here, in the living room, in between episodes of Stranger Things, and Patches was just sitting there on the floor watching me. I took a pic with my phone and then tried to take a pic with the film camera. You know, just to make sure it still works after the trauma of the car ride.
Just as I was about to hit the shutter button Patches stood up and started walking. The shutter speed was pretty slow so I was pretty sure the images was going to be a little blurry. The first thing I did after hearing the click of the shutter was look at the back of the camera… which is where the display would have shown the image if I had taken it with a digital camera… instead of taking it with a film camera, which I did.
I am such a tool.