So there I was walking while the Long Sufferin’ was busy takin
pictures when she yelled, “Did you lose part of your camera?” This cause
immediate panic to set in I have only had the Pentax since November and I like
it and wouldn’t want to lose any part of it so soon or ever if it comes down to
that and there she was telling me I had carelessly lost a part of the camera so
I stopped walking and started looking and let the Hound wander unsupervised
until the Long Sufferin yelled “Where’s the Hound?”
Two things happened, some seagulls got rousted cause the
Hound was unsupervised and upon closer inspection I discovered that I had not
lost any part of the Pentax and so I was a much happier camper and could let the
dire imprecations the Long Sufferin was heaping on my head cause the
unsupervised hound had gone and rousted a seagull slide past without so much as
a moments thought.
After the worst of the spousal abuse had waned I found that
the Long Sufferin had in deed found a camera part lying around
in the parking lot and I pocketed it and came home. (We had plans for the
afternoon so we could not linger and there was no one in the parking lot except
for the rousted seagulls and they didn’t look at all interested in photography
and it was colder than a witch’s unspecified anatomical gender specific body
part although I have never understood just why a witch’s would be any colder
than any other and I was sort of under the impression that most folks having
that sort of thing had strong opinions about just how cold they would be
willing to let them get and so this is an expression I have never completely
understood but it was cold.)
After going to the reception at Pacific Park Gallery where
the art of Janne Lavalle, Paula Ries and Debbie Olsen was on display and very
fine art it was and deserved a much longer look than I was able to give it
cause there were any number of folks I had to speak with and the nice hammered
dulcimer lady was there and she had brought along a penny whistle which in the
hands of an expert makes wonderful music and makes you ask, quiet properly, just
why is it called a penny whistle and not by a name more suited to the fantastic
music it makes, I had to go home to my fuzzy slippers and the remote and take a
load off and that is where I had a chance to take a second look at the part the
Long Sufferin found in the parking lot.
It is a Canon body cap, PC-GF30 and they tell me after a bit
of quick research on the ole Internet they sell for six bucks and I am sure
that since none of the seagulls claimed it someone lost it out of their camera
bag and they are looking for it and want it back and since they have a Canon
camera and can affords to buy another one in no time at all but then why should
they when I have it and want to give it back and I use Pentax equipment and so
the Canon body cap won’t fit on any of my stuff and it will just collect dust
and that’s why I am bothering you with it instead of writing about art like I
am supposed to and so if you happen to know or hear or find out who lost their
Canon PC-GF30 body cap at Charleston on Sunday morning instead of being in
church where they should have been please ask them to give me a call or an
email or a passenger pigeon.
I really would like to return this little bit of Canon
equipment and hope that should I start dropping body parts some kind person
would do the same for me.
And just to show you that I know what I am talking about I’m
leaving you with links to the artists on display at Pacific Park Gallery and
you can get a hint of what is there and then you should go tomorrow and see for
yourself what you missed today and then you can wallow in the shame of having
missed the opportunity to rub elbows with such talented people and maybe next
time when you see that there is going to be a reception you won’t skip the
chance to be recepted.
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