I’m starting to get interested in photography. This Christmas my wife gave me a new digital camera that has all the features I need to practice my picture taking without being able to blame the camera for the bad ones.
Yesterday, I was driving around and got caught at an intersection that was blocked by a funeral procession. That always peeves me, but it wasn’t until it had passed by that it occurred to me that I could have hopped out of the car, photographed the procession, and then photoblogged a peeve about it. I resolved to keep my camera ready.
An hour ago, I was waiting in my car at the Jewel grocery store for my wife to come out. I was debating with myself whether or not to break out the camera, just in case I saw something worth photographing. I was still thinking about it when a dwarf walked by pushing a grocery cart.
[Note: An earlier version of this story had used the m-word, which I replaced on finding out it was considered derogatory by many little people.]