What a Shitty Week.

All I can say is that I'm just glad it's the weekend.  This week hasn't been the best and the cherry on top was dealing with Charter for the better part of the day on Friday.  However, we ended up getting a new modem and after they couldn't find the power cable that I returned with our modem back we decided to just get a new router (this one has wireless, so there's that).

Everest Cafe today with some people from work.  Snapped shots down in The Grove and played pool at the Handlebar.  Met a nice wandering gentleman who stopped at HB for a beer and left his dog outside with his pack.  Asked to take his picture, as I'm kind of into the street portrait (proper portrait, not just sneaking a street shot like I like to do).  He acquiesced, but asked why.  I had to think about that.  I assured him it was not for any monetary reasons, just art for the sake of art.  When he went back to his pack I saw he had a jar of instant coffee in it.  Coincidentally, it was the same brand that I use when I develop black and white film.  We had a talk about that.  His jar happened to be given to him by somebody.

Then the grocery.  Oh, the grocery.  Victoria and I had previously vowed to never, ever, ever under any circumstance to go to the grocery store on Saturday anymore.  Since we were in the city we figured it would be more fuel efficient to.  I now remember why we don't go on Saturdays.  I nearly had a nervous breakdown.  Not sure why, really, probably the abundance of people and that terrible feeling of being in the way or inconveniencing someone else... I came home and took a nap because I was exhausted.  Not sure what I actually did, but I was exhausted.

Developed the film out of the Fed3b and it came out great.  Even as old as it is, the rangefinder still focuses perfectly.  Found an adapter to use my m42 lenses on it so I can put off investing in a 28mm m39 lens for a bit. Looking more closely at street shooting with a TLR.

Have been looking at pictures by Vivian Maier.  Really enjoy her street shots of Chicago.  Her story is really interesting in that she was a nanny and had no close friends or family.  So, nobody knew she took pictures.  Some historian researching the neighborhood he lived in (coincidentally hers as well) found a bunch of boxes of pictures and recordings she'd left behind when she died.  Pretty interesting.

Got Camera Review of the Week at lomo this week.  Once I get all those piggies in, the LC-a will be just a few more articles away.  Still need to put together stuff for the series I'm supposed to be writing for them.

Scanning more film, drinking more wine, developing more film, scanning more film.  Sounds like a Sunday.