The batteries that exist to fuel my camera are always crapping out at the most inopportune time. I haven’t put the effort into determining if it’s the amount of camera use that gobbles them up or if they’re (the battery manufacturers) out to get me in general. Either way, I’m contemplating selling the rest of the photo collection (see upper right hand corner) on-line to raise funds for a new camera and some other new gadgets. Discuss amongst yourselves.
Now, where were we? Oh yes. Me.
One of the many passive ways I give back to mankind is this: I’m the first to recognize when I’m being a bitch, and always make an effort during these times to keep myself away from the public.
This exact set of circumstances presented itself when I was due to make an appearance with the rest of the gang (ala atlbloggers.net) at Trader Vic’s for the APWBWGTTD Blogiversary last week. Eyewitness testimony and photographic evidence indicates a good time was had by those in attendance, even sans yours truly.
While the blogging kids that make Atlanta go round were throwing back adult beverages, I decided sushi and sake would serve as corrective action for my ‘tude. I rang up my old pal Paulie (who I knew was also bagging the event) to tell him I was headed for Ru Sans with a book and my anablog and that he was welcome to join me if he wished. Always a gentlemen willing to respond to a damsel in distress, he showed up on time with a smile and a kind heart. We shared a meal, mocked the youngsters dropping sake-bombs, and caught up on the mating habits of our peers. Hell, he even let me crush his head with my chopsticks.
On a totally unrelated note, you may lie awake at night asking yourself how many puters a 30-something gal who lives solo in a 2br/1.5ba full of books, pictures, candles and memories needs to survive. I know you do, and it’s ok. The answer: three.
One in the kitchen – used to pay bills, blog, pay bills, email and pay bills.
One in the bedroom – used as the worlds most expensive night light and oh yeah, iPod updater.
One that keeps me company to and from the office and doesn’t get looked at on the weekend…unless.
I bought a life on eBay last week, but it hasn’t shown up yet.