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I haven't posted a picture in a while, so I made an effort to grab my camera before I set out today. I didn't get any good pictures.
I'm in a bit of a funk regarding my photography. I see all sorts of interesting sights but I can't quite see how they would translate into good photographs. I long for a better camera. My little Canon A70 is cool to plunk around with, but it has serious limitations when it comes to capturing good scenes.
I think I need a change of scenery too. I'm thinking... Australia. Anyone want to take me?
I've been doing a bit of guestblogging over at Freakishly Prompt while the fabulous Heather is off traipsing about Victoria in her neverending hunt for smooches, and good photos. I want to thank her for her trust in my blogging abilities. I tried to make it "literate and fun". Hopefully we'll see some good pictures posted up on her site soon.
I didn't realize it but that cute Indian girl from Bend It Like Beckham is on ER. Which is a shame because I don't really like ER that much.
But I do like her. What a dilemma.
Television shows set in a hospital environment have to be very careful. You don't want to make light of illness and suffering, but you can't keep going "balls to the walls" white-knuckle drama either. A hospital-comedy like Scrubs just seems too light-hearted for such a sober place. People only go to hospitals for health issues. The only time people actually enjoy going to a hospital is for births, and even those can be gut-wrenching.
With a show like ER, where the drama comes from the break-neck, high tension, life and death situations, the problem becomes, how to top that level of drama the next week. If you have a busload of pregnant nuns colliding with a trian full of HIV/AIDS children this week, you have to find something even more dramatic the next week. ER lost me when I tuned in for a couple minutes one night to witness one doctor getting his hand chopped off by a helicopter blade while they were all trying to save a critical patient.
I have a hard enough time suppressing my own tragic imagination without ER putting those fears in front of me as well. No thanks, I'd rather just watch poker.
Which means, not at all.
If you've come over from Life of Trillian, looking for some sort of Divine Secret of the Smoothie Bloggerhood, I have nothing for you.
You hear that? So quit tapping on my window at all hours of the night. Unless of course you're bringing me some delicious soup. In which case, the secret code is "tap tap (pause) tap tap (pause) tap".
Also... (while I wait for Blogger to actually let me post something!)
Beck - Girl is going to be my summer theme music.
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