Rainy Day Picture
OK, Friday with some hope for sun and warm weather over the weekend. Nothing listed in the paper in the way of festivals, demonstrations or San Francisco natives streaking naked in support of something colorful. I've heard nothing about the digital camera, but I have film out the ears and I'm ready for ventures into the city. How long since I've felt this way? Will I feel this way tomorrow?. Who give's a fuck, really?
I take we are feeling, what? Peckish?
Oh, I sent an email to a friend in the city, the old "why I haven't bought a car" routine in response to the question "why hadn't I bought a car?". Why do I write this drivel? Why should I even think about buying or not buying a car? Why should I wrap it up in an email and send it to a friend who undoubtedly tapped her forehead with her finger as she read it? I do not give a fuck about buying cars or else I would go out and buy some cars, right? It has something to do with wherever it is I'm at in my overly exciting life at the moment and about this I can make half assed prescient guesses, none of which give me confidence in my current mental condition.
I've spent the price of a car on camera gear in the last three months. Well, four months. A couple of years old car, nothing too fancy, but, you know, a car. Still. In the same vein, why do I need another lens or camera body when I haven't been shooting pictures? I don't have a decent TV set. I don't mean a big, fills the corner wall TV set, I mean a decent regular old TV set. Everybody has a decent regular old TV set, they have three or four decent regular old TV sets. Their kids have TV sets in their bedrooms. Everybody's got a TV set, right? Why have I never bought a TV set? Did I miss something in high school? Was I gazing out the window watching the world when they clued in the class with the critical information?
Rien is quitting his career as a video editor to go live on an Ionian island with the love of his life, planning to support himself as a tattoo artist, and I am sitting here fretting about cars (Rien doesn't even own a car) and talking about TV.
It is now early Saturday. It is raining. I still feel just fine, thank you, the smiling face in a rainy day picture.