A moment of simons, please, for a beloved member of the bimshwel family
No, unfortunately.
Camera 3, akadaka the “good” digital camera, and its life partner, 2 gigabyte memory card of uncertain origin because it worked so well that I never needed to take it out and look it over and be reminded of those things, taken down six days into a fresh pair of batteries. Tragic, really.
As per the terms of its will or something, its remains were dropped to the deepest, least accessible point of the base of Sabbadoy Falls.
Appropriately enough, that’s precisely where it fell out of my pocket while I was pursuing my brother I-Clops up a foolish ascent because I hadn’t taken any pictures of him with it the whole week. I still haven’t, surprisingly.
Let’s relive some of the memories, shall we? (yes)
Fort Lauderdoodle, Florida. November 26, 2006
Litchfield, Connecticut. December 25, 2007
New York City, America. November 16, 2008
Mir Space Station, Space. February 19, 2010
Green Hill Zone, Michigan August 11, 2010
FinePix A500, whose name I only discovered by opening one of its pictures in Microsoft Notepad,
2006-2010
Farewell, fine fujifilm fellow. You will be replaced.
CAM-RA, the Everliving, continues to ever-live, taking moderately tiny, slightly blurry pictures it can only carry 36 of, by will of the
wizard. It owes its astounding longevity to a diet high in buck choc and being too big to take some places and too inadequate for it to be worth bothering to take to such places. Not that it hasn’t tried; it runs away at least once a year. It never gets very far because I dropped it on a floor and broke its battery chamber six years ago. This additionally allows it to stay lost for extraordinary periods of time without anybody picking it up. It seemed like a mistake at the time.
Jumbi sez:
And now we have both learned what it is like to lose a dear, beloved camera. I lost mine three days into the Africa journey.
Here’s to hoping you can get a better one than CAM-RA soon.
Frubaklop sez:
And to you, also! This can be looked at as an opportunity; the thing did not always function as best I thought it could and I presume that roundabout the level of function which I consider adequate, these things are cheaper than they used to be. What sort was it that you had?
Perhaps that is a silly question; I had no idea which mine was until I looked at that picture there!
Harold Krappy sez:
For what it’s worth, bow tie fool, I’m disappointed to discover that you’re not dead as well.
That said, that fifth toilet looks like a fine fellow. I’m sure you two engaged in all sorts of wacky adventures during your time together.
Frubaklop sez:
I don’t like the way that toilet is looking at me. I don’t like that the toilet is looking at me. I don’t like anybody to see me while I am using a toilet, least of all the toilet itself. That toilet should get a job in space critiquing corny movies and leave me alone.