Still a few tasks to accomplish, most of them involving spending large sums of money, oddly enough. New washer and dryer for one, the old ones are starting to show their age. As is the digital camera, first purchased about 5 years ago right before a Cali vacation with Jenn. The megapixels, they fail it. I'm actually looking at some SLR cameras, a Canon Rebel XS and a Pentax K200D. I think I've pretty much decided on the Canon, based on handling it today in Best Buy, and deciding that some of the online reviews I read on it describing it as feeling "cheap and plasticy" were mostly bunk, but if anyone has strong feelings about either model feel free to sound off. SLR is certainly overkill for most of what I want to do, but still, these entry level models seem pretty reasonably priced these days, and it would be nice to own a camera that can take a picture of, say, a kid ripping open a Christmas gift, without always having to compensate for the ~2 second delay you seem to get wih "pocket" digital cameras. Plus who knows, maybe I'll get into it and do some fancy things or something. One thing I do know: as much as we've gone through to get to this point, you better believe these girls lives will be documented. I'll be teaching Ken Burns how it's done.
So anyway, October 9. God knows when I'll have time to post some pictures/give a report, hopefully man will still possess knowledge of the internet in that far-flung future. We'll see how it goes.
What else? Apparently the mom from Bobby's World is running for Vice President? It's kind of sad/funny to me that we apparently now grade Vice Presidential debates the same way you might grade high school debate. "Good speaking skills, met the eyes of your audience well, nice use of humor. B+, try not to look at your notes so much next time." I'd really like to bitch more about this, and the state of national politics in general, but I just don't have the energy for it. Should we be surprised by anything that happens in a presidential election at this point? If McCain offered to go Deer Hunter with Obama to decide who wins, the only question in my mind would be which channel would pay the most for the broadcast rights. We're 12 years away from the nations first Bikini Debate. A candidate in 2016 will literally accuse an opponent of eating babies. The burning issue in 2008 will be which candidate got laid first in high school.
It's tough to really get riled up about anything these days. I mean, robber-barons of a type that would make Carnagie and Rockefeller blush are raping our economy to the tune of $700 billion, a number that by all respects shouldn't even exist in an economy, and I can't even get through a full Fark thread on the topic. Just stringing together enough thoughts to write the previous paragraph was like a 30 minute chore. Am I just distracted? Media weary? Tired? Ready for a new season of Ow! My Balls?
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