Notes from aside the camera
An old newspaper friend, worried about the death of his industry, has been dragged onto a committee to deal with survival. (Boy, that sounds optimistic, eh?) He occasionally thinks of himself as being a funny guy (which is why we get along so well, I think of myself as a funny guy even though I know I’m not) and forwarded me his list of semi-tongue-in-cheek ideas.
I read it a few times, then started thinking … you know, there’s something here …
Okay, if you don’t know me, you might think Declan is the family pet. Or a newborn. But he’s not … he’s better.
Athens has what I suspect is the highest percentage of early-80s cars on 22 inch wheels of any city on the East Coast. And, while I’m entertained by the 10 inches of ground clearance on the average Buick Regal here, I don’t much like the idea for me.
Out with the littlest one, we stopped for lunch on campus. With a thousand options, he made a bee line to the fast food area … where we patiently waited for new fries and chicken nuggets to appear under the hot lights.
Given all the other stuff that I haul around, I don’t always carry one of my DSLRs. (I know, heresy …) But I always have something, usually this little Canon G9. It produces some amazing images and gives me a level of control virtually unmatched in the point and shoot realm.
I was able to put my ethical lapses behind me and get to the task at hand, Georgia taking on Central Michigan Saturday afternoon in Sanford Stadium.
Waiting in the media room for the start of the Central Michigan-Georgia game, a student asked me where I got my credential holder. Was given out at the beginning of last season, I think. He nods, looking longingly at it. Seated across from me is the director of photography from the local paper, a guy I like and trust. He confirmed it was given out last year, but said he couldn’t use it.
Been playing with a tumblr page … no, I don’t have enough things to do.
So, camera-esque images here, flatbed images there.
There are days that I wish I was this clever. But, much to my family’s relief, I am not.
After spending Saturday at the game, and Saturday night trying to find my wife, we ended up wandering around downtown Decatur, Ga., for part of Sunday morning. She was at the book festival there as an invited speaker on Saturday, so I missed all the fun stuff.