Have You Noticed?
Monday. There's good and there's bad said the old man on the mountain. Bad this day was the tired, head full of cotton feeling that dogged my ass through the morning and afternoon, a day that made me want to say the hell with it, go home and not come back. Not the first time I've had a day like this and not, I would imagine, my last. No complaints. The good, and there's always good, is my determination that this feeling tired and run down has nothing to do with alcohol or lack of sleep, since I've not had a drink since Friday and I've been sleeping well, so I guess I can start drinking and whooping it up again after work. Don't you think?
Inevitably, on a Monday. What else might there be to write? Well, lunch with MSR (I haven't had lunch with her in a while, she's doing well) and that's good. A good lunch is good.
Wednesday. Similarly tired. Maybe it has to do with summer. Maybe it has to do with the position of the planets. Maybe it has to do with the face of the moon or the time of the tides or the trapping of heat in the atmosphere in the middle of our mad race toward global warming. Global warming is supposed to kill off half the populace, but after I've gone, what's with this acceleration shit?
I have been thinking of buying a set of lights and something called a dome for product shots. I have a neighbor in the building who asked me if I would shoot a series of products (bath salts, face creams, that sort of thing) for her web site and I said sure, this is my chance to try it out. So I ordered the kit from B&H and it will arrive Friday. I may be fuzzy headed and tired, but I've been keeping my eye on the prize and the prize is to develop enough piddly skills to support my camera habit when I retire. A fellow can always use another set of digital fluorescent lights and a shooting dome, can he not?
You can't use the mono lights with the umbrellas and the softbox you have sitting in your living room to shoot bath salts? You have to buy another set of lights?
In a perfect world I would not need more than a warm coat, the occasional lamb chop and bottle of Guinness. This is not a perfect world. Have you noticed?