365 Days Of Great Pics Photography, #312-313 RAW Headaches and Ziggy.
RAW headache tonight. I missed dinner this evening with the fam. Took a nap right after work which turned into a three hour deep sleep. I slept through my alarm clock, and the alarm on my iPhone. If you can sleep through an iPhone alarm at full volume, then you need the sleep. Anyways, I woke with a headache, and I’m not feeling very motivated.
I’m making coffee, using a Santa Cruz blend. Rachel sent me some bags, and since fall is coming around, I’ll be making more coffee. I usually go out, but I’m trying to watch my money this evening, which is really rare. I did have Dutch earlier, and that’ll be the cup I’ll reuse.
Then you’ve gotta be quiet when it comes to grinding beans late in the evening. It’s about having respect for thy neighbor, which in my case is right below me. But I really don’t care this evening. I can hear them banging cupboards.
Melitta drip. This is a great invention. It’s also a great gift. A client surprised me with this one last spring.
My headache is growing, but I’m in need for some speed. I’m sure the coffee won’t do much this late evening, but when you’re an addict…
I’ve got a photo shoot tomorrow, so I’ll be cleaning my camera tonight. That also includes my sensor. I noticed a tiny spot on several photos from the last batch, which indicates an oil spot or dirt spot on my sensor. I use Visible Dust sensor swabs. They’re easy and fast. I have two sizes, one for my smaller sensor (1.6), and one for my full frame sensor (1.0).
That’s a typical pre-fall Friday evening at my place with The Rise and Fall of Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders from Mars. Don’t get too excited.
I’m also looking forward to the end of my “365 Days Of Great Pics.” I’m getting closer. It’s getting a little old, and I’d honestly like to try something else out. I’m not sure what though. My mind goes on overtime late in the evenings, so I’m always trying to come up with new ideas or something catchy. Something fresh.
Here is yesterdays pic, and todays pic. They are not much, but they meant something to me when I took them. I’m not diving into details, just letting you know that they meant something at the time. Usually, they would’ve been deleted by now.
Here is number 312…
Here is number 313…