E-mails like this sort of stun me:
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Subject: fiona apple
Date: Sun, 19 Jun 2005 13:25:08 -0700
From: nancy b
i am going to try to teach myself to play piano. can you see if you can get some fiona apple piano tabs? thank you.
So ... she went to Know the Score, a website containing sheet music transcribed from Nine Inch Nails tracks, and decides the webmaster would be the perfect person to ask for "fiona apple piano tabs"? I don't know, something about it rubbed me the wrong way. Maybe it's the lack of common sense or Google skills, or even an introduction or a 'please.'
The camera situation is sorted out for now, thanks to a tip from Zach (my Bizarro Jason). Phillip, beau of Amber (my Bizarro Lucy, although Phillip is not Bizarro Fayssal), has a 35mm manual camera which I can borrow to take a roll of film for my final. Words cannot express how overjoyed I am that someone nearby has a working camera and is kind enough to let me use it - on Friday afternoon I drove down to Shrewsbury to take a look at Matt's parents' old Nikon, only to find that it too has a shutter problem which is even further beyond my comprehension to fix. I did get a couple of other offers (thank you, Wendy and Patrick!), but Phillip lives much closer than either Lancaster or Delaware ;)
Matt and I opened his parents' Nikon (as far as we could without a friction screwdriver) and tinkered around with it. Dear god. Cameras are much less comprehensible and far more engineered than even compact computers like laptops and PDAs. I mean, shit, I've actually been able to take apart my laptop and my PDA, understand the components, and fix or replace them. Cameras are something else entirely. It almost makes me want to seek out ways of becoming a camera technician to dispel the mystery. I could buy broken cameras, repair them, shift them on eBay, and make a fortune. You know, in my spare time.
I am planning on buying a 'vintage' digital SLR to replace my limping-shuttered Fuji once this course is over and I start earning a salary again. I can get an old 3.1 megapixel SLR for around $250 on eBay. 3.1 megapixels doesn't sound like much compared with the 8-megapixel digital SLRs that are available now, but the difference is only three years and over $2000, which is a good enough deal for me.
Speaking of family, I'd like to take a moment here to announce the horror and disappointment I feel regarding my brother-in-law, José, who married Matt's sister Erin about a month after Matt and I tied the knot. Just ... wow. I'll spare you the disgusting details, but I don't understand how anyone can show such absolute contempt for their responsibilities as a father, a husband, and a human being, and put such good people through so much pain and shit. It makes me really appreciate what Matt and I have, but frankly, I can do that without having examples like him paraded before me. The whole thing makes me want to kidnap Erin and Antonio and set them up in Australia so they can get away from everything. And whither Kayla? Argh, what a fucking mess.
- I can't begin to describe how awesome this review is. It is filled with Christ's love.
- It's difficult to believe, but this movie and this movie are not the same.