This winter is devoted to all things photographic. This includes taking pictures of living moving creatures.
Carlton seems to be getting over the pig flu. I haven’t gotten it (yet).
Note to old people: at least one old person, i.e., Carlton was not protected from swine flu by virtue of age. You can not believe everything your government tells you.
Note to Obama: LBJ is dead – so you can not ask him about what to do in Afghanistan. But, Mr Gorbachev is very much alive. Invite him to dinner. Talk story.
Carlton seems to be getting better. My biggest problem is keeping him from going out and about and exposing the population to the swine flu. I was hoping for rain today to help. As you can see from the picture – no such luck.
I think that Carlton has the swine flu. He sure as hell has some kind of flu.
Of course he will not consider going to the doctor – and since I am pretty sure it be the flu – I agree. I do not agree that going for a nice swim in the ocean is a good idea.
Winter storm warning just announced on our TV. Expecting lots of rain and a little snow up top.
The only thing left on the to do list is “make doggie bags”. Which is to say – pack trip food. Since we get on the plane at 7AM and off the plane some 16 hours later – I figure we need damn good doggie bags.
We are having cheese, nuts, chocolate, goldfish (Carlton), granola bars (Peg), bananas, and two turkey and cheese sandwiches each. Hopefully Delta will provide beverages. They sell a PB&J sandwich for $4. Which is reasonable. But, if I counted on it – I am sure they will run out. So, better to bring doggie bags.
16 hours of togetherness is a bit much. So, we are not setting together on all the flights. The flight from Atlanta to LA seems to be full up to the gunnel – so, on that one we are sharing a 2 person row.
I favor windows and Mr C likes the aisle. The fattest person on the plane always sets next to me. So Mr C doesn’t like to share a 3 person row with me!
I decided to take the big heavy expensive camera. And the little camera. And the underwater housing. And the Airness. And its USB disk. And the iPod. What did I decide not to take? Well, the old iPod gets to stay home. And, I decided that all I need clotheswise is 2 pair of shorts and 2 swim suits. + a few tee’s. And one beach “coverup”. If it gets cold… I be wrapping up in a bath towel. And, if anyone invites me to anything fancier than a keg party – I’ll hit the thriftshoppe. Will wear a longsleeve teeshirt, jeans, sweater on the plane.
I decided not to annoy Mr C by shipping stuff over. I will ship stuff back however. I always do. Stuff expands in Hawai’i. Sometimes I expand too.
While walking to the insane volunteer job today – I found an iris in glorious bloom. So, I stopped and took a picture.
I have done very little getting ready. Been busy at the the volunteer job. But, we have enough vaccine for all of our employees – so that is a good thing.
Like before Halloween? Who knew you can get a Steel Wide Body Coffin online from WalMart? Wouldn’t you just LOVE to do a review of the thing? For the point of view of the end user of course.
Decisions decisions decisions. No, not who to vote for tomorrow. I am going to vote for the foregone losers. The Democrats for Governor and Attorney General. But, the Republicans are going to win. And they are bad and worse. Before their terms are over, we Virginians will be wearing bags on our heads when we leave the state. Goodness but it is hard being a liberal old woman in Virginia. Maybe it is hard anywhere in the US.
No my decision is about what to take to Kona. I will *NOT* check a bag. Left to my own devices, I’d mail a box with my clothes and a few creature comforts. But, Mr C doesn’t approve of spending money to mail stuff. To complicate matters – Mr C doesn’t take the carry-on size rules very seriously. Sooner or later he is going to get nailed and it will be ugly. All that I can do is pack a lightly as possible and hope for the best for Mr C and his massive bag + backpack + tennis rackets.
So, for me it is either my big camera or clothes. For now, the big camera is winning. I only have so many more years to take pictures left – and that new lens did cost more than my first new car … Of course, one could say that the lens would be safer left home. That would leave me some room in my carry-on for underdrawers.
I was also thinking “I should dress better in Hawai’i”. Then I said “How very haole.” In Hawai’i, how well you dress doesn’t matter. How well you dance, fish, cook, how good a friend you are – these are the things that matter. Except maybe to some folk who are trying to move the mainland to Hawai’i.
