••• Friday, December 14, 2007
Always, With the Balls...
My name is Marcia and I’m a Slackaholic. It’s been seven days since I last made meaningful contribution to any purpose here on Earth and three days since I was last yelled at by the lady who lives in the automated check-out machine, at the grocery store.
Anyway.
Today's Eye Candy is sponsored by the local chapter of MAMoStriLiWhUnDerInfluHomiIdWhoFaMeStiNeedaCouMoYeaToGeOvLastin (Mothers Against Mothers Stringing Lights While Under the Influence of Homicidal Ideation Whose Family Members Still Need a Couple More Years To Get Over That Last Incident)
I've been messing with the manual settings on my camera. I have no idea to where I'm spinning dials, or why, but I'm having fun.
Limbs.
Decor'Em.
::I think that fuzzy graininess is known as "noise". I kind of like it in some cases. And ya gotta love Rudolph's 'Reindeer in Headlights' stunned, yet grainy glaze.::
You wouldn't know it by this picture, but Cheddar actually hates the zoom lens.
When I was a kid, there was one year when we had all homemade ornaments on the tree.
This is the last of the Melted Plastic Drink Cup ilk. God Bless the 70's.
::I may have told that melted cup story last year. What can I say? I'm a whore for stupidity.::
Anyway.
Today's Eye Candy is sponsored by the local chapter of MAMoStriLiWhUnDerInfluHomiIdWhoFaMeStiNeedaCouMoYeaToGeOvLastin (Mothers Against Mothers Stringing Lights While Under the Influence of Homicidal Ideation Whose Family Members Still Need a Couple More Years To Get Over That Last Incident)
I've been messing with the manual settings on my camera. I have no idea to where I'm spinning dials, or why, but I'm having fun.
Limbs.
Decor'Em.
::I think that fuzzy graininess is known as "noise". I kind of like it in some cases. And ya gotta love Rudolph's 'Reindeer in Headlights' stunned, yet grainy glaze.::
You wouldn't know it by this picture, but Cheddar actually hates the zoom lens.
When I was a kid, there was one year when we had all homemade ornaments on the tree.
This is the last of the Melted Plastic Drink Cup ilk. God Bless the 70's.
::I may have told that melted cup story last year. What can I say? I'm a whore for stupidity.::
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