Who needs pictures..... anyway....?

::cue Beth ascending to her soapbox throne::

I tried to get the country song "Who Needs Pictures" to play in the background - but you'll just have to hum it to yourself, for effect, instead. It really would have made the perfect backdrop for the title of this post - and whether you realize it (or more like get it....) the title to each post isn't just random.

Anyway - it all starts off with me wanting a camera. I was thinking about graduation and how the last of my friends at LETU are graduating. I wanted to take pictures and didn't want to look like a loser with one of those disposable cameras that have the retarded reaaaaa-reaaaaa-reaaaa noise when you wind them. That then led me to argue with myself the pros and cons of a "regular" film camera versus a digital. I like the fact that you can have tangible pictures with a regular camera. While you can possess tangible prints with a digital - you'll probably have to do it yourself. That would mean a printer... software... lots of ink... the grocery list could go on for miles. I'm all about outsourcing! Why do it myself when I can pay someone else to? Buy the film, use the film, take the film to Wal-Mart/Walgreens. Bam! Pictures in as little as an hour. And pretty much painless on my part, right?

THEN... I started thinking about what I'd do with all these pictures. There's no way to even display all the pictures I possess now - much less ones I'll add to my collection. So why do we even take pictures to begin with? I've never quite understood why a picture doesn't truly capture the moment. Kodak claims they are able... but they haven't come through for me yet. When I look back at pictures I think, "hummm..... I really don't remember it quite like it was captured... I remember it as being different, better."

So should I keep taking pictures? My mind captures things much better, but others can't see into my mind (praise the Lord! I would've been ex-communicated from the Southern Baptist Convention otherwise!) and so I can't share with them my pictures! It really is quite a predicament wouldn't you say? Well, folks... as usual - keep me posted on what you think.

And Ms. Sister-of-My-Roommate's-Boyfriend, pray tell, I would imagine you are playing quite the role of shutterfly in Londontown...

Sweet 16...

So it's been sixteen days since my last post. ::sigh:: I swore to myself that I wouldn't become a "fairweather poster" - meaning that I would fight to the death in blog land. I'd post when no one else posted, comment even though I never receive comments and continue this beautiful thing we call... well, blogging. To my disdain - I've really stunk at it. But here I am again--- tryin' to revive it.

As for funny stories... I dropped some things off at the drycleaner's on Mobberly oh, say... FOUR MONTHS AGO. It had been so long that I was embarrassed to even go by and see if it was still there. But... I pulled my bootstraps up, drove up, smiled coquetishly, flashed a twenty and BAM! My dry cleaning appeared. The guy at the counter and I had a good laugh. I should really take better care of things.