As it turns out, slugging back cup after endless, black cup of coffee really does nothing for me anymore. Except, of course, make me wish - when the dull headache and stomach twitches kick in - that I had had at least one less cup. Such is the nature of addiction and guilt, I suppose. Oddly, though, I imagine I should be feeling some guilt at my continual tardiness this week. But nothing. Work, schmirk. I need to get out to the gall-durned mountains soon, or I'm going to go crazy. Even more crazy. Let's not split hairs. Anyone have any good recommendations for rental car companies? I'm about to break down and plunk one on the 'ol card... let the insurance company suffer for their indiscretions later. Damned adjustor going on vacation without so much as a phone call. Kids these days... no respect. So... anyway... park bench tonight? Or hillbillies with musical instruments?
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Interesting how things work out.
As for darkroom stuff, ja, I need to get some stuff to make a ceiling/walls... and then look into getting the equipment for b/w... I might look into color a friend/coworker mentioned about a color 'travel' kit from a pretty good company... no harm in looking about really.
Espcially seeing that I want to do some nude model shots... and I know of no place in town that will let that stuff in.