And then sometimes that means I need to find a new hobby.
Or I just need to get going on the laundry. Either one.
But--- I went for the former. (that's a no-brainer).
I've been toying with the idea of a new lens,
a LensBaby. They are cheap, they look like fun,
and so this is right up my alley as a craptacular photog hobbyist.
Seriously, when done right, they can give thee coolest, most interestingest and creativist photos.
And I would like to cuss out the company I ordered mine from, who took so long to get it to me that I didn't get to take it on our last trip to the lake, dag nab it.
Today was my first try.
Hey now, come on! I walked into my backyard and tried it (while reading the instruction manual at the same time) for 5 minutes.
(ahem, 5th try of getting the correct focus on that train. And boys! Get your freakin' toy back in the freakin' house!)
Dang, this is just the awesome kind of distraction I need.
And while I'm at it, I'll try a shot on my other hobby.
Wow, that is craptacular. Can you even tell what that is? It's a harmonica.
I know, I know. Just when you thought I couldn't do anything dumber, I went and did something like this. . . . and TOTALLY redeemed myself!
Dude, I shoulda learned to play the harmonica a loooong time ago-- it's so cool. The first little bit I was all
"dang this is confusing-- I feel like my brain has been scrambled with a fork."
And then, you like, catch on, and you're like playing this totally craptacular version of "Piano Man". Sooo fun.
And finally, the final hobby I've picked up.
No, I can't.
Oh fine I will.
No--- I can't. . .
If I had one foot in Nerdville and one out, I just hopped on over and ran to the far end.
I wanted to learn how to make balloon animals. I am serious.
Hello? Anyone left?
No, seriously-- I so see myself making them for our annual Halloween party for all the kiddos.
And my kids really love those practice balloon swords. (they're not meant to hold up under that kind of force, homeboys).
Guess I shoulda just stuck with the laundry.