Sleep Before Waking

So, you might know this about me (or perhaps you are hereby learning it), I am a photographer by trade and will remain such even after I’ve amassed a fortune of millions due to my numerous best-selling novels which you will buy seven copies of if you know what’s good for you! *COUGH* I mean, please, read it at the library. I’m so magnanimous.

Anyway, the photography…I enjoy it too much to ever give it up.

I realized just how much I love it when I recently bought a second camera. Oh yes, second camera indeed.

I currently use a Nikon D40x named Chaos, and he has been with me for two years now, taking the knocks of use and wear and remaining strong, ever vigilant, and sexy. The lovely gentleman who sold me my Polarizer assured me that the D5000 was the best camera to get for under such and such a price, and assured me it was the second camera for me. I gandered at it in his shop and thought, “well isn’t that a lovely bit of how-do-you-do.” I smiled, locked that info into the recesses of my mind and went on a whirlwind shooting frenzy in the town of Rockport.

Now, it is months later and I decided it was time. I thought, I’m worth the investment, let’s do this! I ordered a D5000 on Amazon.com.

Then, I fretted.

Then, I questioned.

Then, I flipped out.

THEN…after all these other deeds, THEN I started researching. I might do things backwards, but at least I do them.

So, D5000 is a state of the art piece of entry level DSLR equipment. So, to clarify, it was pretty much the same as getting a brand spanking new D40x with updates. I had outgrown my D40x. I had buyer’s remorse like it was my freakin job!

So, what did I do, you ask? How did I survive this epic catastrophe without killing anyone? How is the world still turning? How am I writing this blog when I should obviously be in some sort of institution due to the madness and brain swelling this revelation caused me?

Well, Amazon let me cancel the order, obviously.

And instead, after much research, I bought a D90.

The joy I feel when I hold my D90 (christened Sundance) in my hands, the glee that surges in my chest when I hear the lightning fast shutter of my new camera that could practically take a picture on the dark side of the moon, WITHOUT FLASH, knows no bounds. I am a proverbial happy camper.

So, point of this blog: if you are considering buying a DSLR camera and haven’t the slightest clue which one to get I have this to say -

D40x is a great starter. It’s easy to use, has a good Megapixel quality and gets the job done though it is a little out dated and not all lenses work with it.

D5000 is a great starter. It has a flip LCD screen (which I fear breaking off, though it is cool) and can record film. 

If you want to start with something easy and master it before buying a pricier camera, D5000 has some nifty bells and whistles AND it comes with VR lenses in most packages which will help with any shaky hands tendency you might have. Like me, who shakes like a Meth head in withdrawl. Fail. But, if you are hoping to master and surpass the camera in a couple years and upgrade, just go straight to the D90. I have taken no more than five pictures with my D90 and I am completely spoiled. I am actually quite distraught with the fact that my best pal for two years, Chaos, is moments away from being closeted for the greater part of his daily existance.

I’m sorry Chaos, you’re a dear friend, but SUNDANCE can take pictures in the fecking dark practically! What do you want from me???

Smooth as it gets, y’all.

There’s not much to say here, save…this equals Win.

This is Kelly Purpura. She had both me and Thomas Orion Farrell in her grill piece for hours last night. I took her picture for Posterity.

That is all.

Oh man, this made me laugh. Somebody got side swiped by a water bearer for sure.

Disclaimer before I begin: I do NOT in fact believe Aquarians are the Sociopaths of the Zodiac. That title belongs equally to the Aries, Leos, Geminis, and Scorpios. (As stated in my research on Serial Killing by the Zodiac) In addition to that, the other chart aspects should be analyzed as well to decipher what’s going on. Still, despite my complete disagreement, someone apparently found my blog by searching “Aquarians are the Sociopaths of the Zodiac.” I laughed.

So, in case this person stumbles upon my blog again, OR yet another person gets sideswiped and needs a hand, I will defend the Aquarian and PROVE that the aforementioned signs are far more likely to kill you.

If you wrong them, a ____ will retaliate by:

Aries: headbutting you in the face.

Leo: Throwing a tantrum that could involve breaking stuff, including you.

Gemini: remove you from their life only to befriend you online under a pseudonym, gain your trust, then tell you they (their REAL persona) died horrifically, and laugh as you cry.

Scorpio: Say the most heinous and cruel personal thing they can think of and if that doesn’t do enough damage, kill you and wear your skin.

Aquarius: Stop talking to you and attempt to forget you existed.

See? Now, I concede, the Aquarian disappearing act can seem truly inhuman and soulless in some cases – there’s a reason why Aquas have one of the highest rates of divorce in the Zodiac – but it’s usually temporary. You have to understand that the Aqua likes to present a demeanor of self control. As a result, emotions, especially the really powerful ones, scare the ever living crap out of them. It is pretty common for an Aqua to fall madly in love and then at the height of that joy, disappear like a morning mist on the harbor. They weren’t built to ‘feel’ they were built to ‘think.’ Doesn’t mean they DON’T feel, it just means they aren’t always equipped to deal with it when they do. That doesn’t make them a Sociopath, it just makes the person who lasts in a relationship with one very patient, independent, and tolerant. On top of that, Aquas are stubborn to their own detriment! An Aqua will stick to their guns, even if they’re out of bullets and you’re carrying a flame thrower. It’s something you have to accept if you really want them in your life. Once you get used to their comings and goings and accept that they aren’t going to be reined in, they are the quirkiest, most unique and most loyal of friends and if you can hang on for the ride, truly irreplaceable lovers.

Just remember, though they might not quite do it for you, to someone else, they’re perfect. So leave em to their Sociopathic nature and try it on with a Cancer. They’ll stick around even after you’re dead!

I’ve realized, in my hiatus from this blog, the last three posts have been ridiculously low tone. Loss is just about as sunshiny as a chimp’s ass, so let’s redirect, shall we?

I fecking love funny Haikus. They just brighten my day and often in a completely broadsided kind of way. Who expects a Haiku to make you laugh? Nobody!

So if I can recall the rules of the Haiku, it is as follows:

Line 1: five syllables
Line 2: seven syllables
Line 3: five syllables

So far, over the course of this exploration, I’ve only managed to remember two. And a mighty two they be!

spell ‘necissary’
truly the hardest of aims.
I fail gracefully.

Well, water heater,
You’re Antediluvian.
*wipes soap from her eyes.*

After posting about one of my dearest and oldest friends, Adam Drake, I’ve noticed a good amount of people have been searching for him. Since I love him as much as I do, I feel he should get as many letters as possible.

If you would like to help Adam Drake, please write to the politicians of Colorado, petition the legislature to reconsider their judging of Juveniles as adults and putting them away for life, please his case to the governor directly, letting him know Adam went to jail for killing a child predator, OR if none of those moves suit your fancy, write Adam a letter. It’s a long day in a tiny cell, he’d probably love to hear from you.

Adam Drake’s Address:

102616, LCF
49030 State Hwy, 71
Limon, CO 80826

Let him know Caitlin loves him and sent you.

This is Adam Drake. Everyone watching LockUp probably thought, man what a goofball. I thought, oh god, I miss him.

Wasn’t expecting it to make me laugh and cry and the same time, but it did. Seeing him as an adult (last time I saw him was just before he was sent to Colorado from Massachusetts, just before he turned 18, just before he shot a man five times with a sawed off shotgun.

The laugh montage is Adam Drake. The shrugs, the smiling, the laugh, the pain in the ass anti-establishment breaking of silly rules; that is Adam Drake. He shouldn’t be in jail for life without parole when half of his prison is filled with sex offenders and gang members who killed for fun and raped for frolic. Adam isn’t a sex offending gang banger, he’s a shrugging, laughing goofball who shot a child predator in self defense and I’d let him babysit my daughter.

God fucking damn it. He shouldn’t be in prison.

That is all.