back to the familiar
BREAKING NEWS: My digital SLR and I have been reunited at long last! A Purolator truck arrived at my house. Inside this truck was a package. Inside this package was a sheet of bubble wrap. Inside this bubble wrap was a crumpled page from a Korean newspaper (I guess my technician was Korean). On this crumpled East Asian newsprint were the paper\’s classifieds, including one that advertised white Pomeranian puppies at $750 each (call 647-299-9512 if interested). Okay, hold on. Does anyone actually like toy dogs as more than personal accessories? I can\’t see why anyone would, because they\’re little more than furry, mostly-rodent dress-up dolls that make insufferable noises and poop wimpy, mostly-rodent dress-up doll turds. Seriously, those things aren\’t dogs; they\’re dog food. If I ever got myself a dog, he\’d be a loyal, graceful beast of a thing with a full-throated growl and sharp teeth. While standing, I would be able to rest my hand on its head. He would call 9-1-1 and perform CPR to save me from heart attacks. He would poop tractors and land mines. And never again would I be afraid to walk the hood at night.
Oops, got distracted.
Inside this crumpled East Asian newsprint was a plastic bag. Inside this plastic bag was my beloved camera, freshly repaired, with its strap neatly folded and tied with an elastic band. And beside my camera was an invoice form that read, \”TYPE OF SERVICE: WARRANTY. TOTAL DUE: $0.00.\”
Canon, you should be arrested. Because you stole my heart.
And what this means for you, dear reader, is that I\’ll soon be putting up photos that aren\’t several months old. Yay!