Looking back on my diary I have noticed that my pen was silent
for long stretches of time this last year. I aim to make up for
that especially since many of my slides have been rescanned and
reposted to the galleries. I have actually been scanning some that
will be used for writing, as opposed to just spending hour after
hour on the galleries themselves.
So twaz the season for slide work, this last month or so, and soon
I hope I will find more time for the pen.
Last year was the season for chewing up some of my "15 minutes
of fame," should I be allocated even the 15. I was quoted in
the local press once, almost got one of my photographs used in a
news story, and appeared twice on television in December.
Must be the charming smile....
Or, more like, right place, right time. Take Christmas Eve day
for example. There we were, daughter, spouse and I, out on an expedition
to find some "must haves" so that my daughter could meet
a ski group and head out to ski camp for the week between Christmas
and New Years. Downhill racers need helmets, and we were standing
at the cash register when the cameras started to roll.
"Do you always do your Christmas Shopping at the last minute?"
"Yep, You betcha," I said with a smile. After all, I
had just been on Canadian TV the week before. Hey, I was getting
used to this.
The Canadians you see, were also wandering the mall the same time
that I was. Spotting the camera and Anchor in an electronics store,
I stopped to watch and overheard them talking about the missing
in action "PlayStation2." The toy you just had to have
for Christmas 2000. I walked up to the anchor and asked if she wanted
to buy one, and she asked me... "You mean you have one to sell?"
Story was, that when I was in the store buying my new computer
monitor, they made an announcement that they had 5 PS2 machines
left, and by the time I wandered over to the counter, I got the
last one. Son and I had a discussion, and he agreed to put the unit
up for sale, and I told him that if the price wasn't right, he'd
get the Playstation for Christmas and his Jan 3 birthday.
By the time I had purchased the stand, memory and a couple of games,
I had about $450 sunk into the game, and was hoping to double my
money on either Yahoo or E-Bay.
I was asked if I would do an interview. Well, I said, since you
The Canadian Anchorlady gasped when I said I wanted $900 U.S. for
the game. She asked me, "Don't you feel bad ripping off people
asking that much?"
The news at 6 and 11 cut to my answer - with a big smile "No
way! It's called Capitalism. I've got it, you want it, you pay for
it. Hey, It's not like I am taking milk out of the mouths of starving
babies or anything."
I'm sure the Canadians loved it, as another arrogant greedy capitalist
American was out for the big buck.
There it was, news at 6 and 11, twice. I was the only one who saw
the Canadian episode, the rest of the troops didn't want to go back
to the hotel room and watch Dad on TV. At least I had an audience
for the Christmas Eve 6:00 showing. Too bad they didn't get a picture
of my daughter and her new Candy Apple Red helmet.
It turns out that the Playstation prices never really got up there
where they were when the game was first introduced. I was wondering
about that after my son opened his present, and started to play.
Was it because it was a "boy" toy, that the parents decided
that it was not such a "must have?" Or was it the price?
Who knows. The boy is happy playing NHL Hockey and NFL football,
and for his birthday tomorrow we head out to Gameworks for a gamefest.
work has progressed on the igloo - or ice cave or whatever you want
to call it. Son and I have dug out the inside so that one of can
lay down without our feet sticking out of the entrance. I figure
about 3 more feet of headroom, and someone just might venture out
there to spend a night in the fridge.
Now why would anyone want to do that?