Ugh, must stop looking at digital cameras. Do not need a fancier camera to take faster pictures of the dogs. Do not need a camera with a ton of features that I can’t even begin to guess how to use. Maybe in ’08, but not now. My BIL and SIL have a totally badass digital camera and I think I’m a little jealous.
(The best part is that Photography was my last journalism class at BSU and I was this [ ] close to failing it. I went to see the teacher to check my grade and offer…err…ahem…,* whatever necessary to pass but luckily, my grade was one-tenth or one-hundreth of a percent into the “pass” zone, so I was good, virtue intact)
* This happened during the infamous Gene/Elaine “break” of February-July 1999, so I technically would have only been cheating myself.