I put my toe in the water with a couple of film EOS bodies, and a pair of lenses. (35-105 & 100-300) I can't fault Canon's quality or design.
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Heavy Metal
As a SLR crazed teenager in the pre-ebay, pre-digital 90's I craved and lusted after a Nikon FM in black, such a beast was not to be had for less than $250 (Body) in those days so I had to settle for a Minolta X-370n. What glass was available here in the vast wilderness of the midwest was either out of my pricerange or pure crap. So the supplied 50/1.7 saw a lot of work. I picked up a few misc lenses and got by, drove to Michigan for a battered XG-7. (And killed it a few months later), and kept shooting. Another flea market X-370 found years later lasted me all of a week!
Mom and Grandma buying me the Pentax P30T in about '97 laid the foundation for my second chance at Photography. It survived many years of rough work, cold weather and abuse. Pentax worked a lot of reliability into their most basic of cameras.
Friday, August 7, 2009
A sad new era
I don't usually talk about politics here.
But we are living in an occupied nation, under the control of a bunch of lying criminals from Illinois. The dems are noting but a bunch of mindless sheep following around the puppet president.
It's just sad we have been brought so low....
We all have to start speaking out against the rapidly creeping socialism in the US, but peacefully, never sink to the level of our enemy.
Pray for real change in 2010 and 2012.
Monday, July 27, 2009
Never stop moving ahead.
Still fighting off the last of this lung thing, working on the farm and playing with my camera.
So I have little to write about.
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Saturday, July 4, 2009
Ohh...it's just another fourth of july...
Happy birthday to me, and it was another unique one.
I've been under the weather for a few days. Congested, trouble breathing, discomfort in my chest. Being the natural hypochondriac that I am, I immediately came to the conclusion that I was dying. I ended up in town today, on the 4th, on my birthday, looking for a doctor. Mine was out, one walk in was closed, and the other would not help me. So I ended up in the ER.
Three and a half hours later, two chest X-Rays and a breathing treatment which I can't even begin to describe. Other than it looked like something from a rock stage show, and three perscriptions and I'm out the door. And into the bathroom.
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