June 30, 2002 - 7:13 PM
Right (30 minutes later), now that I am over my snit, let me tell you about the rest of my day.
We bought stuff. Lots of stuff.
Do you know that my stupid camera has decided to be deficult and requires TWO CR2 batteries to work?
Two. TWO of the buggers. And they are the most expensive batteries that you can get, AND they only come as singles, not doubles like most batteries.
SK can get his 123s in a double pack, and it costs him about $AU17.00 for that. Me? ONE of the little shits costs me $AU12.00. Can we say "ARGH?"
ARGH! Grr, even.
Okay, so having bought batteries for the cameras this morning (and we also got breakfast/lunch in the form of Coke and cheese'n'bacon-topped rolls - to complete the healthy breakfast of Ren's, who was eating a giant "Killer Python" for her most important meal of the day...heh. Sugar rush! Yesssss! Great after sex... oops, tangeant again...), we toddled down to the showgrounds to see Nessa win more points with Blaze. He's six months old now, still cute as a button, but now also able to get those all-important points towards his championship.
Which reminds me, gotta work on Nessa's site. Argh, she will kill me if I don't soon.
So yes, we followed her around, moi taking pictures and SK taking pictures. I didn't get many done, just enough to probably please Nessa. Apparently Blaze's breeder is wanting to see pictures of this dog with the most gorgeous coat ever. Being in QLD (Queensland) where the weather is warmer, her dogs don't need the coats like our dogs do - here it gets to sub-zero temps in the wintertime.
I also got a dressing-down by the resident digital photographer at the showgrounds, after which I promptly told him to fuck RIGHT off.
It all started because I'd wandered into the same empty outside ring that he was in while he was taking photos of one of the winning Mallies of the day.
"Hey mate, just watching you work," I called out good-naturedly.
I love to watch other photographers. I like to see the different ways in which they approach their subject. I like to learn different techniques that might assist me when I'm doing the same thing.
BIGGEST mistake of the day to do that.
He shouted at me to stop pacing him and approaching HIS customers.
He's scared we're going to take away his business, that's all. I told him right there and then that we (SK and I) were approached to be photographers - and for certain people only.
We mostly take pictures of Alaskan Malamutes these days, but of course, are open to anything else. I also stressed that this is a HOBBY and that if the time comes that I feel I need to berate other HOBBIESTS because I'm worried that they'll take away my HOBBY, then I will put the camera down and walk the fuck away.
The moment that picture-taking becomes a chore rather than a pleasure, I will gladly pack up my gear and sell it.
By this stage I had a crowd of people around me, watching and sniggering.
It takes a lot to get my goat in public, but that... was just pathetic.
Anyway, onto other matters.
We bout a new hessian bag for Maggot's bed, which I'm sure she will appreciate muchly. We also got a scratching post for the cats in an attempt to stop them clawing the furniture. We also got Maggot a rug...
...and a Buster Cube which I am sure she'll love too.
I think it's cool anyway.
I'd play with it.
*grin*
