Sunday, April 29, 2018

Deal with it

14 comments:

Chip Ahoy said...

What fun.

Sixty Grit said...

I first encountered Bhangra while in Singapore watching Bollywood movie, spoken in Hindi, subtitled in Malay. All I could understand was the music.

I used to like it before it was infused with (c)rap.

deborah said...

I recently discovered bangra and am completely smitten. So joyful.

deborah said...

Sixty, I hope you will regale us with stories of your travels. Mark Twain of the 20th century :)

Sixty Grit said...

Mark Twain could write. I can scribble the occasional paragraph. I wish I could get my scanner to work so that I could illustrate my paragraphs - I did take pictures on my journeys, but those were the days before digital cameras, so I have a box full of old photos and no way to digitize them. So it goes.

deborah said...

I have a lot to scan, too. Boxes and boxes of photos of when my kids were growing up, but will be choosy about how many I actually scan. Plus, of course photos from my childhood and my parents', etc.

Unfortunately, my Army/travel photos were taken with an idiotic 110 camera. Puh-leeze. Oh, well, at least I have them.

Sixty Grit said...

I too have plenty of 110 pictures - they are blurry, but they are faded!

My favorite camera in the olden days was a 1920's Kodak 616 bellows camera. It took great pictures and produced large negatives. Bought it in its original box, with instructions at a yard sale in the 1970s. I used it up until they stopped making film for it.

Thank goodness for cell phones, eh?

Chip Ahoy said...

Phones these days have excellent cameras.

And I wonder how they do it with such tiny lenses.

Then I realize our eyeballs have tiny lenses too.

This mac takes excellent photos and it also has a tiny lens. I have it covered with duck tape because I'm paranoid.

But the Nikon beats them all. It's lenses are impressive. Big ol' giant stacked eyeballs that see more clearly than my eyes do.

One of the printer's scanner works better than an actual scanner that I stomped on in anger and didn't stop stomping until it smashed to pieces. It had to be initiated each time it was used as if the computer didn't recognize an alien object. Flat pissed me off. And I was young and brash at the time. With boots. And them boots were made for walking, but stomp'n what they did, and one of these days those boots-a went-a stomp'n in tre pid ... ly.

To bits.

Itty bitty bits.

And then I thought, well that was stupid.

Sixty Grit said...

I can see you stompin' that thing - makes me laugh. I had a brother like that, Chip, and I totally understand. Some days I have to work on not being like my brother.

My thought was just to toss the scanner into the trash and buy a new one. It's low on ink and since ink costs more than a scanner these days, out with the old, in with the new.

And while your actions may have been stupid there is a certain amount of logic, not to mention mischievousness behind them.

bagoh20 said...

That's pretty awesome and infectious right there. That's the kind of thing that makes you miss being young. Getting older is a series of reminders of what you missed. This, that and the other. So much time wasted on a limited number of things. My advice to the young is always "Try stuff, and pay attention. The time is too short to waste." Which is why I need to get up right now and go hike the wetlands with my girl like we promised each other last night. Bye.

AllenS said...

Who hasn't had a time when you wanted to put a fist or foot through the computer screen?

deborah said...

We also had an X-15 camera with Instamatic(?) disposable flash cubes in the Seventies. Took better pics than the 110. At least with the scanner the 110 pics should brighten up.

Right now I have no smart phone, but a cell phone that takes blah pics. I have a Fuji camera that I bought on Black Friday about seven years ago, but I haven't used it much.

BAGO, hope you two had a fun day :)

Amartel said...

This video is so joyful. It's nice to see that some of the kids are alright.

Amartel said...

The wetlands of Las Vegas? Tour des puddles following flashflood? J/k, must be out by Lake Mead. I meant to get down to Death Valley for "the bloom" this year but I think the moment has probably passed.