Sometimes I feel like punching myself in the chin. (Not Silas. He just happens to be nicely framed in this terribly blurry, horrifyingly bad point and shoot photo).
My new camera, which was scheduled to arrive today, has been held up by the fact that no one is home to receive it.
Oh, let the pacing begin.
Tomorrow I may be able to post a more technically proficient photograph. ... I say MAY because I shot a roll of 120 film in the Yashicamat over the weekend and not only am I rusty, but the stuff was outdated by something like five thousand years. The new camera isn't getting anywhere near me until Thursday earliest. *sigh.
At least there's still some fun to be had: That gray, blurry bit with the red tips to the left is a boxing kangaroo pen that lights up.