I have a new workout plan: Catch Phrase. Just put me in a room with other people and a timed device. I will lose fifty pounds in sweat.
After which I will take a picture of my hot new bod with this sweet camera phone! Let's call those two people George and Milo. And let's say that the pictures were actually that quality. Lies!
My only real difficulty with the phone (aside from the fact that I somehow activated the white balance) is the cat-attack noise it makes when I'm snapping a shot; far too conspicuous for my intent. I wanted to capture a doggie stroller for you this weekend--pink, frilly, incomprehensible--but, no.
Which brings me to my next and final point: live animals and art fairs should run on parallel tracks, never to meet.
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