A Tougher Saturday
These are the last shots taken with my late, great Lumix. Yesterday morning we went over to Edwardsville, IL, to the "Land o' Goshen Market" where John usually sells his pottery, though he wasn't there. Neither was the little old lady that sells the jalapeno jelly that Matt likes. Seems she retired and that's that. Fortunately, someone else had hot jellies, so we got a selection. Matt will have to tell you if they are any good; i refuse to try them. i don't do hot.
Traffic downtown was insane due to the All-Star Game bullshit (i hate rich people) so we had to swing around through South County to avoid all the traffic getting back from Illinois. We went to see an exhibit of photos by Tom Bianchi called "Memories of Fire Island" which will have more meaning to gays of a certain age. Younger gays will just think they're kinda cool. More info can be found here. Then after seeing some other photos in the gallery, i started thinking maybe i should try to show some of mine. Weird.
We had dinner at O'Connell's pub and it was truly bad. *sigh* Matt went home - he just wasn't in the mood - and Robert and i went to the bar for a bear board meeting and then a general meeting following that. i was trying to set up a high shot when one of the balls popped out of the gorillapod and the Lumix fell 8-feet to the concrete below. i tried to fix it, but just fucked it up even more. Cause of death: "Deceleration Trauma". *double sigh*
