...sometimes I swear the machines are against me. They organize their own private meetings in the morning when I'm asleep or at work being distracted by another one of them. All of them, my gameboy, my cell phone, the computer, the flash drive, the digital camera. The only one who doesn't seem to be in on it yet is the cd player alarm clock... *knocks on the only real wood left in the room*
The day before yesterday I took a bunch of pictures of all of my welding projects and of my tool/toybox next to the garage and less than 10% of them came out. The digital camera is so crappy. Some of them were so blurry that I actually felt physically ill and dizzy just looking at them. It was like some sick carnival ride where you're on a roller coaster and you keep zooming by all of these flashing lights and pipes and saw blades and water somewhere in there. Sadly that is what my beloved fountain and garden ornaments have become in the pictures. It was like when you try to wear someone else's glasses and your eyes feel all icky. On top of that it took us several days to find a chord that would connect the camera to the computer and my flash drive is the old style one that only holds 128mb, which led to 4 trips back and fourth between rooms only to find that most of the time we had forgotten which ones hadn't transferred over each time so most of them were copied 2-3 times. I had to delete most of them because of the blurriness. I mean come on, this is supposed to be a fancy digital camera with auto focus and all sorts of whistles and bells but the damn thing can't focus on something 10 feet away and it makes the picture look like you're waving the camera wildly in the air as you take the shot when really you're standing perfectly still. I've taken better pictures with my camera phone.
To express my feelings on tonights runins I thought I ought to show what I've done to machines in the past that did not want to cooperate.
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