Lights, camera. . . no wait. . .

So tonight marks the second time that the paper has trusted me out in the world with one of its cameras. The first time was when I was sent to cover a tribute dinner hosted by the Elks at the Eagles lodge. . . or was it hosted by the Eagles at the American Legion. . . or was it. . . (I had to go to a couple of places before I got the right one). But anyway, one of those organizations that tend to have fish fries and BBQ nights was having a dinner to honor a nearby volleyball team that won the state finals. So my boss thought that it would be a good opportunity for me to get my feet wet with the camera because people sitting around tables are a lot easier to photograph than are people participating in any sort of athletic endeavour. But yeah, my pictures were crap, nothing was published.

Tonight? Um. . . I took the first picture. Then when I looked at the display to see if I had gotten a good shot, over the preview picture was the text "No (something something) Card." Damnit! I had a camera but no memory card. And driving twenty minutes through the gusty snow to get the card and then driving another twenty minutes to get back to the game was not an option. However, even though none of the pictures were going to be saved, the camera still displayed a preview of the most recent shot taken. So I did get some practice in.

I wanted to make this a long, entertaining post. But I've grown tired before making it long or entertaining. But it is a post. So one out of three. That's a good batting average.

I'm grateful for "To Kill a Mockingbird" (20).