The scene: Monday, October 4th, 5:45 a.m. Lauren Sommerer hunches over her keyboard, wet hair dripping into her cereal bowl as she sleepily eats and visits Brad’s site. After commenting (First!), she clicks on woot.com and reads ‘Panasonic Lumix’…. and adrenaline kicks into overdrive.
Then she reads that this is not the Panasonic Lumix that Brent owns that she covets. Stupid, stupid Lauren. See, woot only sells one thing a day and they have a limited number of said one things and they start selling at midnight. So I thought “Iron is hot. Strike!”
I don’t know if I regret it. It was cheap, and it’s the earlier version of Brent’s, and it is shiny red. So far I’ve only taken messy pictures of my countertops in my dark house, and I’ve decided that without flash it’s better than the broken one, with the flash it is worse.
Here are shots of each with no flash:
I might actually read the manual and learn more about it. It has a touch screen and several features, but so far it has two strikes against it: It takes two steps to turn on the macro, and also two steps to turn off the flash. (So is that two strikes or the same strike twice?)
I’ve been talking too much about cameras lately, and I know that it’s getting boring. Instead, tell me something that bothers you about Lloyd – or anyone else, if Lloyd hasn’t bothered you lately. For instance, in the time it took me to write this post, Lloyd has written five brilliant back-up posts. Grrrrr…..