On the count of three, say "You'll not steal my soul with your camera!"
Copied from MySpace , just to see what happens:
Spring Break, Day 5: Still sitting on my bootay, for the most part. Today, I managed to clean the house a bit (meaning I threw out a few bags of garbage, did the dishes, and four loads of laundry - tomorrow I will tackle the rest - maybe).
In spite of being purposely sofa-bound, I had three experiences that made me want to run out to the local Sprint store and trade in my ghetto phone for something most suitable for a Master Librarian. I mean, what if I get stuck in traffic while on my way to help Stephen Hawking solve the last great mystery of the universe in the next ten minutes or we all perish in a rain of fire and brimstone? WHAT, I ask... What then???
Another reason to get a better phone? In spite of only traveling a few blocks from my couch today, I had three experiences that would have been PERFECTLY captured by a camera phone.
1. I'm driving to the chiropractor this afternoon. There's this red SUV trying to pull out of a parking lot. Since I hadn't done my good deed for the day yet, I waved the vehicle in. In the driver's seat was the BEST party mullet ever. It was HUGE. I don't know the gender of the owner, but it was HUGE. It was like someone took the every 80s hair band, put 'em in a blender and spat it back out behind the wheel of a red SUV. This kid has NOTHING on the mullet I saw, but it gives you an idea of the style.
2. Ten minutes later, I'm walking out of the chiropractor and going across the lot to the Texican restuarant for Beer 'n Burritos with my best friend. Driving up the road is a boat. No, I did NOT confuse my verb, for, indeed, that boat was driving. It had wheels. It was not, however, being pulled by a car. Self-propelled. A mullet-headed driver and his family sitting atop. "The Duck" lovingly spraypainted on its side. Dog wagging his tail like this is the most normal thing in the world. I needed an extra melon margarita to get past that one.
3. Not nearly as weird, but still cool. I was sitting here watching Celebrity Cooking Showdown, when suddenly I hear a very loud noise outside. To a Master Librarian, it sounded as if the entire Wayne State University Library and Information Science program was standing in my parking lot Shhhhh!ing into megaphones simultaneously. I instantly knew what the sound was. I hurried to grab my digital camera to finally get a photo of this event that has eluded me during my last three years in this apartment: the sunset landing of Captain Phogg's Hot Air Balloon in the lot next to my apartment. But, what's this? My digital camera is at school and not crammed into my computer armoire where it belongs.
And so, history goes undocumented. I wish I had primary source material to share with you, but, alas, my cell phone sucks.
Spring Break, Day 5: Still sitting on my bootay, for the most part. Today, I managed to clean the house a bit (meaning I threw out a few bags of garbage, did the dishes, and four loads of laundry - tomorrow I will tackle the rest - maybe).
In spite of being purposely sofa-bound, I had three experiences that made me want to run out to the local Sprint store and trade in my ghetto phone for something most suitable for a Master Librarian. I mean, what if I get stuck in traffic while on my way to help Stephen Hawking solve the last great mystery of the universe in the next ten minutes or we all perish in a rain of fire and brimstone? WHAT, I ask... What then???
Another reason to get a better phone? In spite of only traveling a few blocks from my couch today, I had three experiences that would have been PERFECTLY captured by a camera phone.
1. I'm driving to the chiropractor this afternoon. There's this red SUV trying to pull out of a parking lot. Since I hadn't done my good deed for the day yet, I waved the vehicle in. In the driver's seat was the BEST party mullet ever. It was HUGE. I don't know the gender of the owner, but it was HUGE. It was like someone took the every 80s hair band, put 'em in a blender and spat it back out behind the wheel of a red SUV. This kid has NOTHING on the mullet I saw, but it gives you an idea of the style.
2. Ten minutes later, I'm walking out of the chiropractor and going across the lot to the Texican restuarant for Beer 'n Burritos with my best friend. Driving up the road is a boat. No, I did NOT confuse my verb, for, indeed, that boat was driving. It had wheels. It was not, however, being pulled by a car. Self-propelled. A mullet-headed driver and his family sitting atop. "The Duck" lovingly spraypainted on its side. Dog wagging his tail like this is the most normal thing in the world. I needed an extra melon margarita to get past that one.
3. Not nearly as weird, but still cool. I was sitting here watching Celebrity Cooking Showdown, when suddenly I hear a very loud noise outside. To a Master Librarian, it sounded as if the entire Wayne State University Library and Information Science program was standing in my parking lot Shhhhh!ing into megaphones simultaneously. I instantly knew what the sound was. I hurried to grab my digital camera to finally get a photo of this event that has eluded me during my last three years in this apartment: the sunset landing of Captain Phogg's Hot Air Balloon in the lot next to my apartment. But, what's this? My digital camera is at school and not crammed into my computer armoire where it belongs.
And so, history goes undocumented. I wish I had primary source material to share with you, but, alas, my cell phone sucks.