Louie took my camera away. Something about his Very Significant Other and Mexico (Damn, but I hate it when people go to Mexico without me! Don’t I, Suzi?).
It’s all good, though. I got pissed (“How do you expect me to work without a camera?!”), and stomped down to the mall yesterday and bought a better camera. Ummmm…. from Louie.
Of course, I went directly on a Walk-About to test it out. And, of course, the feature I like best is the optical zoom.
I walked up to my parents’ place to show it off. My dad was suitably impressed. My mom offered to buy it for me for my birthday (Ooooh… deja vu…). Not being stupid, I accepted. And no. It’s not my birthday.
Now, it just needs a name. Suggestions…?
UPDATE: Her name is Hilary Federwhore. When I like her, I will call her “Hil”. When she pisses me off, she will be “Ya Little Whore“, just like my dad would do…
Random Song for the Day: “Chicago” – Sufjan Stevens