Sunday, November 15, 2009

Can You Hear The Pixels Screaming?

The number of the day is 68.

In addition to being the last two digits of my birth year, sixty-eight is also the number of pictures I took (again with the nice camera) while randomly choosing different modes. I'm sure the buttons are supposed to be chosen in a careful, responsible manner, but that's not really what I do. Which might explain how almost all the pictures were worse than the last batch. I even managed to get a completely black picture, which isn't easy with a digital camera.

I think perhaps my next career choice should not be photographer, unless of course I win the lottery in the meantime. And if that happens I can afford to pay someone to take better pictures for me.

As threatened, a few cat pictures.

"Get a life"

Scooter is not amused



Unknown said...

Awww, you're just grumpy because there wasn't a new episode of Modern Family this week.

Things could be worse: you could have had 68 bad photos after taking one shot of each of your cats. Do you know how many Kitten Mittons it would take to quiet a group like that down?

Theresa B (of Nebulopathy) said...

Oh, but imagine the majestic thundering of the great domestic cat herd as it migrated down the hardwood floor hallway each morning...

And (in retaliation for that comment) you spelled mitten wrong. I know that will bother you far more than anything else I could say.

Unknown said...

Au contraire! You and I went to school so we know how to spell mittens. But Charlie is another story:

Theresa B (of Nebulopathy) said...

Ah, crap. I thought I had you.

Karen said...

this is funny b/c I thought mittons looked funny, and then I thought "Richard wrote it so that must be how you spell mittons"

Theresa B (of Nebulopathy) said...

Never trust anyone!