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.