waaaaaah!

   This just in:  my camera bit the biscuit.  I don't know why, I don't know how.  I just know that I am sad.  I picked it up the other day with snappy intentions but I was greeted with an ERROR sign blinking miserably at me.  I have to send it away to have surgery but it will be a little while before I can do that so now ... I am scrounging through my old photos to come up with something and what I've come up with is ...
   Ta da!


Flowers for you.
Or would you rather see this?

   No, I don't think you would.  Sorry. It was a lot of work getting hair as small as mine to be that big.  It was likely only half as big as I would have liked and was only as big as it was directly due to permanent solution, the smell of which yet heavily lingers in my mind's ... nose.
   Now can you see why I'm lamenting my camera's present state?  I can't keep dragging up my past like this.