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I ran. I ran so far away.

Well happy hour was loads of fun!  Of course, any time you involve these people, fruity beverages, and Scene It, it’s impossible to not have fun.  I figured people would start to leave well before midnight.  As it turned out, we were ordering pizza around that time!  Wheeeee!  And KC left enough Smirnoff in my fridge for TWO more happy hours. 

I managed to make it up in time for Miss Hut’s shower this morning, even with the feelings of exhaustion and malaise.  But despite my best efforts, I still ended up being late because I got the directions all screwed up.  Averaging 5-6 hours of sleep a night for a few weeks will do that to you.  That’s my excuse and I’m sticking to it!  The shower was really nice and Miss Hut was fun to watch opening her gifts.  She was so excited about everything!


I felt a little “outside” the group.  Maybe it’s because I haven’t been around much lately.  Or maybe I’m just making myself feel that way.  Self-ostracizing or something.  A lot of the girls who weren’t really that close before seem to have paired off and become the best of friends now.  Yay for them, I guess.  It’s just weird to see how much things have changed in a matter of a month.  Or maybe they haven’t really changed at all and it’s just something you can only see once you’ve been distanced from it.  I’m not making any sense.  Nevermind.

I stopped by Wolf Camera on my way home to, finally, drop off some film from two of the lomolitos and two regular rolls.  I don’t even know what all is going to be on them since they got shot over the course of a couple of months.  I know the rest of the BotB pictures are on some of them.

While I was there, I had to wander over to visit my baby, the Nikon D70S.  Since I wasn’t feeling too well, I was just going to look at it longingly for a minute or two (that has become my ritual) and then head home.  Yet, before I was even aware of what I was doing and could stop myself, there I was, standing at the counter with no other customers in sight, and I ended up asking the sales guy if I could take a look at it.

I should really stop tormenting myself.  I try to not to have physical contact with the camera very often because I know the temptation is more than I can bear.  I WANT THAT CAMERA!!!  This was, purposefully, only the 2nd time I’ve held an untethered D70 in my hands.  And it was also the closest I’ve come to taking it home with me.  Thankfully, another customer had some questions, so I told the sales guy, who has acommodated my D70 lust and no-touching rule a few times before,  he could go help them and let me play with the camera for abit (and drool over it). 

While checking out the various program modes, testing the autofocus vs manual, figuring out the digital controls for aperture, shutter speed, even ISO, and generally just checking this badboy out, I had convinced myself to finally go ahead buy it since they were offering 10 months no interest.   I was all giddy with excitement!  Then somehow, clearer thoughts prevailed and I forced myself to set the camera down and do some realistic thinking.  Rough calculations in my head indicated, on a 10-month financing deal, I’d have to shell out about $130 a month to pay it off. 

My bubble burst.  I went from feeling elated to depressed in the span of about 5 minutes.  I don’t have an extra hundred bucks a month right now.  And I won’t any time soon.  Sigh.  When I go back Monday to pick up my film, I will not even glance in the direction of the cameras.  Not the next time either.  Not until I know I’m ready for it. 

I know one thing to be true:  The next time I stand at a retail counter and allow myself to wrap my hands around the hefty digital goodness that is the D70, I will buy it.  It will be mine.  Oh yes, it will be mine.

What you gonna do with all that junk?

Well, I got the equipment.  Still haven’t determined whether it was a good deal or not.  She had tons of stuff, that’s for sure.  But after spending a few hours digging through the boxes, a lot of it seemed to be either stuff I wouldn’t necessarily need, things I couldn’t identify, and junk.  I knew, from Tom, she was hoping to sell it all at once for $300-400. 

There was no way it would be worth $300 to me.  Granted, she had 3 enlargers, but only one of those looked to be in good working order.  Those, plus 1 small darkroom light, what I believe to be a film wash, several enlarger lenses, enlarger contrast filters, several timers, plus quite a few film reels and tanks were the main items I was interested in.  She also had some color equipment but I don’t know enough about that to judge what I was looking at.

I knew she didn’t want to piece it out.  And I knew I wasn’t willing to spend more than $150-200 because that’s how much I felt would be useful to me.  So Tom agreed to pitch in another $150 and we’d buy the whole lot.  He wanted a few items that I wasn’t interested in.  Plus, he wants the large format negative holders, film tanks, etc.  Well, I should say he wants ME to have them because he’s got several (ok, dozens) of older cameras that he’d like to try shooting  with.  And would like me to have the necessary equipment to do development and printing for him. 

So, we loaded everything up in the back of Tom’s truck and brought it back to my house.  It has now taken up residence in the car part of my garage, forcing my POS out into the driveway for now.  Tom has another enlarger that he was forced to purchase to get a lot of cameras that he wanted.  So he’s giving me that, too!  I hope to start going through all of it this weekend and getting a good inventory of what all is there in addition to sorting out what I know I want and what I’m unsure of.

The challenge of it all will be clearing out a place in one of the rooms in the garage to put all this stuff until I’m in a position to start doing something with it.  I’m not leaving my car in the driveway long term for this.


She had some other nice antique furniture and stuff in her garage from her parents’ house.  Two cool olive velvety chairs that I might buy…just have to figure out if I realistically have a good place to use them.  And she had one of those old (and this one is reeeally old) sewing machines with the big iron foot peddle.  It’s absolutely gorgeous!  I don’t know where I’d put it, but it is sooo cool.  I know my mom would love it because her mom had something similar.  I told her about it last night and she wants to go look at it when they come up to visit on Monday!  lol

I’ve been run off by carnies!


Apparently they don’t like someone taking pictures of their signs and games and concession stands.  I wonder if I’d had a large tree tattooed on my back if it would have made any difference.

I got to play with the bulb setting on the Holga for awhile at least.  Hopefully there will be at least a couple of decent night time shots.  Plus some black and white on the 35mm.  And a couple of lomolitos exposures. 

I’ve got several rolls to be developed now so will drop those off at BWC on Tuesday.  Now if I can just figure out some rival carnival to send the prints to.  Honestly, I don’t understand what they were so “uncomfortable” over.  Afraid I’m going to expose how they cheat people on those silly games or something perhaps.

My neighbor called me the other day about a lady friend of his who has a TON of darkroom equipment she wants to get rid of.  Her dad was a photographer and he passed away and now she wants to find a loving home for all his equipment.  Neighbor says she has 3 or 4 enlargers plus about 6 boxes full of anything else i could ever need.  I’m supposed to go on Thursday after work to check it out.  I’m trying not to get too excited because, if she has half as much as my neighbor said, I wouldn’t feel right offering her just a few hundred dollars.  But can’t afford to offer her what it’s worth either. 

1st rolls from the Holga

This past Sunday I had plans to go shot a roll or two of black and white in the Holga.  I wasted the first roll of ISO100 because of the damned foam in the camera getting rolled up in the film and forcing the back of the camera off, exposing the film.  (Didn’t I say this was a cheap plastic camera?)  So that left me with one roll of ISO400 to use on a bright sunny day.

I went out to Firewheel and then drove through downtown Garland and took quite a few shots on the various colored lomolitos, but haven’t finished any of them completely yet.  I did finish the roll of 120 film however.  And had the foam issue again but just kept shooting through it (thanks to taping the back of the camera on so it couldn’t come open again).  The problem with that was, when it came time to remove the film from the camera, the foam was wound up in the film.  So I pulled it as tightly as I could and sealed it and crossed my fingers that most of the film was covered well enough to prevent exposing it further.

I found a place locally that could develop 120 film, so dropped it off on Monday and just picked it up today.  Considering it was my first 2 rolls ever on medium format film AND on this crazy camera, I’m pretty encouraged by the results.  Especially for the color roll.  The b+w roll was pretty crappy because most of it was way overexposed (due to the film speed and the light leaks from the foam issue…lol).  I just got a contact sheet of it but got prints of the color roll.

Here’s a couple of my favorites:

I had to order more 120 film from B&H because it’s so hard to find it here.  At least any variety.  Should be here by Friday, just in time for a weekend of picture taking during Dr H’s visit.  We’re going to the Wildflower Festival on Saturday, so I should get some good shots there hopefully. 

Mini photo expedition

Forgot to mention, I did manage to find a place to take some pictures in Plano Tuesday after the eye doctor.  Went to a park and finished off a roll of 35mm, the 120 film in the Holga, and several shots in the various lomolitos colors.  All this in way less than an hour because it was HOT as hell (and ridiculously humid) that day.

I went by Wolf Camera afterwards and confirmed that they do NOT process medium format film on site.  Has to be sent off and takes about 2 weeks.  Well, that sucks.  I want to see the results of the first roll before I take more.  So I got the name of a pro place that does medium format.  Not sure if they do it on site or not.  I would think so, but I’ll call tomorrow to find out.  Er…make that today.  Hopefully they do, and if it doesn’t take too long, maybe I could actually have the film back by the weekend.  In time to go shoot some more this weekend.  *fingers crossed*

Hello, Holga!

More new toys!!!

After looking at various models and kits, I finally broke down and bought a Holga.  I’ve been browsing a ton of pictures taken on Holgas and they (the good ones, that is) are amazing.  They have such a soft focus and timeless quality that fascinates me.  The vignetting is fantastic, too!  They are basically crap cameras with a bulky plastic body and plastic lens.   Seriously, this thing comes with a roll of black electrical tape so you can tape up all the light leaks and keep the back from falling off.

I got the one with the color flash on it.  It’s my very first medium format camera, so I’m excited about that.  Although, processing and printing may be a huge pain in the ass (and the checkbook), but I’m not going to let that discourage me.

I wanted to get out this weekend and play but the weather didn’t cooperate on Saturday.  Sunday I had other things going on, but did snap a couple of pictures with both it and my lomolitos (disposable lomographic cameras with color flash).  Because there are only 12 shots on the roll, and the uncertainty of developing and stuff, I have been much more restrained in using it than I would normally be with any of my other cameras. 

Since the Holga’s “effects” differ from camera to camera, I plan to shot a roll or two through it before I even bother with the tape or any other modifications.  I fully expect those test rolls to be crap.  I’m thinking, since I’m spoiled with my meters in my other cameras, I’ll over or under-expose everything.  But as with anything else, the more I do it, the more I’ll get the hang of it. 

I have a followup eye appointment in Plano tomorrow so think I’ll pack my cameras up and, if the weather cooperates (supposedly more rain tomorrow), I may try and find a place nearby to blow through a few rolls.  Wheeee!

Hockey & Rediscovering old passions

Well, my Stars lost in OT yesterday.  It was absolutely heartbreaking.  They put up a good fight, but it was too little too late.  Colorado won the series and advances to the second round.  Dallas, once again, has an early playoff exit.  It’s sooo frustrating to have a team kick ass all season only to go down like that.  And to not be able to pinpoint the cause of it is even more mind-boggling.  We just didn’t play our game from the start.  And by the time we finally put a solid 60-minute effort on the ice, we were down 3 games.

Oh well.  At least some of our young guys got some playoff experience under their belts.  Better luck next season.  You’re still my boys!

I’m having a hard time staying motivated at work lately.  Not sure what my problem is.  I’m in a funk, I guess.  All I want to do is stay home and sleep. 

I’ve been browsing flickr groups lately and really enjoy seeing some of the fantastic photography that can be found there.  It’s making me really miss the times when my day didn’t feel complete unless I’d been out taking pictures or spent hours in the darkroom (trying to) perfect my prints.  I miss the feel of my old Pentax in my hand.  I miss looking through the lens and waiting for the right moment.  Framing a shot.  The sound of the shutter.  I miss the excitement of waiting for the film to develop.  The smell of a darkroom.  The feel of a wet print.  I miss the satisfaction of capturing that rare fantastic image.   

I’ve been away from my SLR for so long, it no longer feels like an extension of my hand.  Now I’m clumsy and hesitant with it.   And I reeeeally want to buy a digital SLR.  I’ve had my eye on one for awhile, but can’t justify the expense of it at this point.  Too much debt as it is.

I’d like to start going out for the sole purpose of shooting again.  About the only pictures I take lately are from random social gatherings and hockey.  And while that’s still fun, it doesn’t carry even remotely the same level of satisfaction.

I’d like to pick a location, an area of town, a subject, or something each weekend and just head off into the wild blue yonder with my cameras.  Maybe baby steps are better….maybe once a month.  I don’t know yet.  We’ll see. 

I do know that it is one of my greatest pleasures and I’ve been denying myself for far too long.

SPF: Something for Everyone

Brought to you by Random and Odd

This week’s assignment:

  • Something red
  • Something green
  • Something you decorate

Ok.  I tried not to use all Christmas stuff, so here’s what I came up with.

Something Red:  This cute little case that had some yummy products from philosophy in it.  I have no use for it other than it’s cute.  Right now it is sitting on my dresser, waiting for me to come up with some purpose for it.

Something Green:  I was tempted to use my Grinch slippers, but decided against it.  Instead, here is one of the few plants in my house that I have not yet managed to kill.  It’s kind of dusty looking, huh?  I’d wipe it down, but you know the saying…if it ain’t dead, don’t mess with it.


Something you decorate:  I could take pictures of my whole house, since that is in a constant state of redecorating.  But I’d rather wait until I’ve replaced some old furniture before I do that.  So instead, here is the table in my entryway.  I try to change it up to match whatever season it is currently.  Up until a few weeks ago, it was dressed up for hockey season, but I begrudgingly changed it for the holidays.


So…did you play?

SPF: Happy to be Stuck with You!

Dec 9th – Happy To Be Stuck With You

  • your tattoo or birthmark
  • your bumper sticker
  • something you keep changing

I got my first tattoo the summer after my senior year in high school.  It was my graduation present to myself.  I’d been warning my parents for years that the day would come.  They didn’t believe me.  They were out of town, so I headed on down to the creepy little tattoo parlour, Magic Dragon, and told them what I wanted.  The kid that did mine drew it by hand first and got my approval.  But when it came down to actually inking me up, he got a little carried away freehanding the leaves.  I think it’s top heavy and have been meaning to get some rework done but have yet to do so.

I wore socks around the house for almost 2 months before my parents finally caught on.  They were not happy.

The second one came when I went with a friend of mine to get hers done.  In the boredom of waiting, I decided I needed another.  They really are addictive.  So, prompted by my parents insistence on how ugly and “not feminine at all” my first one was, I decided for something a little more girly-girl.  This one is on my extreme lower hip area.  It’s kind of a hidden surprise for anyone that chooses to venture south.

My third and final tat I got when I, again, accompanied someone else to get theirs.  It was much cuter when I was skinnier and had a nice flat stomach.  Now everyone asks what it is.  Moths?  Ivy?  I figure eventually it will look like a pile of raisins falling out of my belly button.

I don’t have any stickers on my car’s actual bumper.  But I do have this on the back glass:

And last but not least, something I keep changing.  My hair hasn’t been it’s natural color since about 7th grade.  In fact, I’m no longer exactly sure what my natural color is anymore.  I’ve had blonde (ick…never again!), black, red, orange, blue, streaked, you name it.  For the last 10 years or so, I’ve preferred auburn.  Or various stages of reddish brown hair.  From flame red to dark cherry, to blackberry.

It’s funny because people who know my family (who all have dark brown to black hair) will ask me where I got my red hair from.  I always smile and tell them my grandmother had red hair.

They don’t need to know hers came from a box as well.

So…did you play?

Comments from the old blog:

Mama Duck – Dec 11, 05:  Alright, I’ve always wondered about a tatoo on the ankle, doesn’t it hurt on that bone thingie?!?!?!

It’s very cool though!!!

I agree with Kristine…LOVE the hair!

kristine – Dec 11, 05:  I’m glad you played.


I love that color!!

Nilla  – Dec 10, 05:  The raisins cracked me up too.

Tattoos ARE addictive. All mine are girly, and I have eight. Most of them are black ink only (cuz I like it). Same story: I had a design put on my leg, and when it was done I had two tattoos. They were separated instead of together. Oh well, I figure one day I can add some more crap and make them joined. I am now feeling like posting my own tattoos for fun!

I don’t have bumper stickers either- they’re window stickers. My favorite is Happy Bunny sitting on a toilet, and he says “I made a little sculpture of you”. My mom was not entertained.

CharlotteinPa – Dec 10, 05:  I didn’t find tattoos addictive… after I first got mine I wanted another because I felt cool, but now all I remember is how much it hurt. :-) Glad you played!

Kami – Dec 10, 05:  Yeah, I’m not sure what color my hair is, either!

LeafGirl77 – Dec 10, 05:  “a pile of raisins falling out of my belly button” I love it. Great visual!!  Thanks for dropping by!

Halloween pics & SPF

I finally added some pictures to the post-Halloween party entry.  Go take a look here.


 I’m late on SPF, too, I realize that.  Just don’t tell KristineThis week’s assignment was “Down There.” 

  • Your door mat
  • Your rug(s)
  • Your favorite socks

So, here’s my mat at the front door.  The one at the back door is exactly the same, only in much worse condition.  When this one starts looking bad, I’ll move it to the back door, throw the back door one out, and buy a new one for the front.  That process seems to work well for me. 

I have quite a few rugs throughout the house, but nothing fancy.  More for foot traffic mostly.  So instead, here’s the Marilyn rug that sits at my desk in my office, which is the most obvious room of the house to witness my obsession with Marilyn.

And here’s a project I started atleast 3 years ago.  My ex and I had just split up, for the final time, he had just moved out and I was in hermit-mode like never before.  The only time I left the apartment was to go to work.  And sometimes not even then.  So I decided I needed a project.  Why on earth I chose a latch-hook rug is beyond me.  I haven’t done latch-hook since elementary school.  But I thought it would be an easy distraction that would result in a pretty little rug to put in front of my fireplace.  Obviously, I eventually found other things to do, because, after months of working on it at random times, I didn’t exactly make much progress.

And here, my favorite socks.  It’s usually too hot here to wander around the house in socks.  But now that the weather is finally starting to cool off some, I had to dig these babies back out.  They are sooooo super soft and comfy.  

So, did you play??

Comments from old blog:
gak – Nov 08, 05:  your costume looks GREAT!!! you are so pretty!

Nilla – Nov 06, 05:  That latch-hook looks pretty! And, my sister and I LOVE Marilyn too. She just stayed at the Hotel Del Coronado about three weeks ago for her birthday (MM filmed Some Like it Hot there) and went ghost hunting!

SPF: Back to School

   Stuff Portrait Friday

This week’s assignment (brought to you by Random and Odd):


  • Your Yearbook (any year)

  • The person who made life hell for you.

  • The person you still talk to.

 One of you blogger types tell her I played, ok?  For some reason it’s not allowing me to comment over there.  Mean blogger.  😛

So, it would appear that I do not have a single yearbook from high school.  I know I got screwed out of my senior yearbook (thanks, Mrs I’ll-Get-You-One-For-Planning-Junior-Prom) but apparently I don’t have any other ones either.  Either my brother , Duckie, has them all, or they are still stacked on a bookshelf somewhere at my parents’ house.  So, no yearbook pic for me.  EDIT:  Well crap.  I found 2 of them after I posted this.  If I get good and motivated, I’ll add a pic here later.

Person who made life hell for me:  Would have to by my junior high / highschool sweetheart, and I use the term loosely, because, while we did date off and on (mostly on) from 7th grade until after graduation, he was no angel.  It’s funny how a lot of my best and my worst memories of school involve him. 

Here we are in 8th grade.  Anyone remember those Rude Dog shirts?  LOL

Junior High

And at my Senior Prom.  Check out his mullet and my big hair!  We broke up, for the last time, about 3 months later but kept “in touch” (insert evil grin) for almost another 6 months.  He was my first love.  Years later, I would become friends with his (now ex) wife and mother of his twin boys!  Hearing her stories confirmed that I did the right thing.  He hadn’t changed a bit.  Still playing the same old games.  I hear he is remarried now.  Here’s hoping he’s finally settled down and happy. 

Senior Prom

Person I still talk to:  There’s quite a few actually, so I’ll just pick 3.  Two girls I went to school with (MommyK and MrsDrillTeam) ended up living in the same area as me, so we try to get together when we can.  Of course, they are both married and one of them just had her first child, so those get togethers are further and further apart these days. 

MommyK     MrsDrillTeam

And more recently, at our 10-year reunion with their hubbies:

And another, that I don’t talk to as often as I’d like, but always make it a point to go see her when I head south.  One of my very best friends from school, let’s call her Barbie, because she’s pretty and skinny and blonde. 


 It’s amazing we ever became friends in the first place.  I met her in 7th grade and we couldn’t have been more opposite of each other.  I was the bad girl, she was the wide-eyed innocent new kid.  My how times have changed!  Here’s us one night at our 10-year reunion:

I miss you, Barbie.  Come visit soon, please!

SPF & Dinner Dates

Stuff Portrait Friday

Only my second week in to playing and I failed miserably.  I didn’t even attempt to play.  Sorry, football is not my bag, baby.  But I did enjoy seeing everyone else’s pictures.  I’ll have to see what next week’s assignment brings.

I got a call from T a little while ago.  We made plans to go to dinner tomorrow night.  And already, I find myself falling back into old habits.  Having been cheated on, habitually, in my past relationships, I tend to be suspicious.  Of everything.  And second guess everything that is said.  I’ve gotten better at not being (quite) so mental, but I do still find myself remembering the most minute details of conversations.  Then, later, when something is said that varies from that, even slightly, big red flashing sirens start going off in my brain.  That happened earlier, when talking to T.  I should also mention that English is not his first language, so that has lead to misunderstandings in the past.  Adding to the confusion.  Sigh.

I think, should dinner actually happen tomorrow, we will have a conversation about these things.   And about what it is, exactly, that we are doing.  I’ve had no problem with the casualness of our relationship over the past year, but I just want to know where things stand.  He’s said things lately that have made me think it’s not as casual as I have tried to keep it.  But he’s also been, as far as I know, incredibly honest with me about what else he may or may not be doing and likewise from me.  So now, with the warning lights going off, I want to approach the issue now rather than sweep it under a rug until there is a huge pile of crap there to wade through. 
One thing I have learned, and will pass on to all of you out there, is, if you think you are being lied to by your partner (or potential partner), never, and I do mean never, show your hand until you know what s/he is holding.   I’m sure I’ll be criticized by some for saying that, but understand me…I’m not talking about playing head games.  I’m talking about not making or breaking something until you really know the situation.  In most cases, s/he will either set the record straight, or bury themself with lies.  At no point prior to that should you divulge whatever bits of information you know.  Or think you know.  That only shows them the way out, should they be trying to deceive you.  And should you be misguided in your suspicions and tell them about it upfront, it will only make you seem, well…mental.

Damn.  Now I sound like psychocrazybitterbitch.  I’m so not that person (anymore).  Honest. 

Enough of that…what in the crap am I going to wear tomorrow night?  And where should we go for dinner?  These are questions that need answers. 

Stuff Portrait Friday

I’m late, but it’s my first time to play.  So go easy on me.

I’ve taken the pictures, honest.  But downloading them requires me to leave my fetal position and go to the other computer.  I’ll add them here later.  Promise. 


Ok, here goes. 

My trunk (at a weird angle, but I was too lazy to open the garage):

My dishes (I have 2 sets, the black Mikasa ones being the more formal, the Warhol’s Marilyn stuff for everyday):


And finally, alcoholic beverages of choice (7&7, Turkey & 7, or the dirtiest martini…I affectionately call them whores…you can make):

Afternoon plans

A hotel in the area is having a free garage sale today and Tuesday for guests at their hotel and any others displaced by Katrina (they are estimating we will have atleast 20,000 evacuees in our area by the weekend).  They’ve apparently received an overwhelming amount of donations so far (so much so that they are taking over a floor of the office building next door) and are in need of volunteers to sort everything.  They had people helping all through the night.  I’m taking off this afternoon so am going to head over there to pitch in and do whatever I can to be of use. 

I would really like to bring my camera(s), because I think this is the kind of thing to be captured.  But I don’t want to offend anyone either.  I’ll leave them in my car until I see how things go.

I’ve just recently learned about “Stuff Portrait Friday.”  It sounds like fun, so I’m going to start playing.  It will be a little later today before I have a chance to do the assigned photos, but I’ll get them up as soon as I can.