Tag: Massachusetts
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Jammed
My camera somehow came off the take up spool on the last photo. Not sure how that happened. It felt like it jammed, but I am not sure that is the right word to use. The result was my first ever double exposure… even if it’s not a complete double exposure. It’s still kinda cool to think about.
Spicket Falls Dam Again
Cemetery
Jury Duty Tease
The state of Massachusetts just dangled something cool in front of me and Jen and then, much like Lucy with the football, ripped it away from us at the last second.
We both received a Jury Duty summons in the mail today. I opened mine. It was for May 25th. That’s too close to Bellana’s graduation so I knew I’d have to take advantage of my one free change the date option. What did Jen’s say? Hers said May 25th too! How awesome is that! We could go together!
No… wait… Mine is in Lawrence and hers is in Newburyport. While we are given one free date change, we are not giving the option of a location change. I guess we won’t be serving the state justice system together after all.
We both moved the date to November… both on the same day, of course. Still in different courthouses though. Aw, fiddlesticks. Sad face.
Downtown
Walnut Grove Cemetery
I took Dad’s camera to this location twice. The first time the film broke. The second time it jammed with about five shots left so I just rolled it up and didn’t tempt fate. Next time I’ll bring my Nikon instead but I’ll probably go black and white again because it’s spooky looking and I like spooky looking things.
Dam
I went out to run an errand today and I took my new camera with me. After everything was done I stopped at the Spicket Falls Dam because of course I did.
That was Fun
I drove to Cambridge and back tonight. Three hours. I lost count of how many accidents I got stuck behind. Two of them temporarily closed the road I was on. One of those roads was Storrow Drive. Another was route 93. Hooray.
I took pictures from the car while I was stopped. They are kinda funny.
There were more, but they were even more awfuller. Oh well. At least I’m home. It’s 9:23 and now I can eat dinner. Hooray.
Inside the Red Head's Head 