I done broked my camera. Okay, so technically I broke my husband’s camera, which I’ve been using for quite some time. Last year mine (which was identical to my husband’s) suffered the same fate. Symptoms started with the lens not opening and closing all of the way. Next to go was the picture-taking button (technical term). You’d have to push, and push and hold down and push some more and hope that the camera would take a picture sometime this century. Then yesterday all of the controls stopped responding. The batteries were changed and different settings tried, but to no avail. Personally, I believe the camera is/was a piece of cheap crap, but my DH is going to accuse me of great abuses and camera neglect. A new one isn’t plausible with our current budget so pictures appearing in future posts will be courtesy of my cell phone. In other words, even more out of focus than normal.
WTF Politics: Are they really serious about allowing tax deductions for pets? Positively ludicrous. The idea that time is being spent even debating this issue baffles the mind.
WTF Nut job: The woman in this story might have benefitted from a pet tax deduction. The pictured ex-boyfriend scares me right through the picture. Although her claims of wanting a freakin’ fish tattoo to remember the dead pet and sueing him for the cost makes me wonder if she isn’t just as creepy looking. Where do these people come from?
Happy Wednesday Everyone!