Author: Christine

A successful man is one who can lay a firm foundation with the bricks that others throw at him.
— David Brinkley

More and more, I realize how I want to focus more time on photography. I realize that right now I have pulled myself in to so many different directions that I have ended up with two sites (this one and Pixelog) that pull me in to two different directions, and in the end I’m not happy with where they are at. While part of me wants to keep Pixelog very separate, I also want to merge the sites together, once and for all. I am thinking of ways of doing this – I’ve already added the latest Pixelog photos to some of the skins for the blog, but … that’s not it. It’s not right. It’s not what I want.

Change is in the air. I am not sure how soon it will be done, but it is coming. The need keeps growing stronger and stronger. I just have to figure out how to make it happen.

I find it very disturbing that among the Fry’s/Outpost Hottest Deals section of their ad – full of various computer items – is a Personal Respiratory Defense System. It’s even more scary that I can see why people might want to own a gas mask.

The world is changing around us, and somedays I just want it to stop. Progress is good, but the level of fear in recent years is very tiring.

On Wednesday, as we headed through security in Boston, we learned about the latest change in airport checks. They wanted us to empty everything battery operated from our carry on luggage. Not just laptops and cell phones. No, I was scrambling to pull out Gameboys, power packs for them, cameras, phones, and everything else. It’s a good idea to take off your shoes too, as they will tell you. That way the metal shanks in them won’t set off the detectors.

We were at the airport over two hours early (I know, don’t faint from the shock) so I finally threw my suitcase on the belt with 6 cameras inside of it. I had been warned that if I didn’t remove things like cameras, it would be subject to a bag search. Did they pick that bag? No. They searched Jason’s bag, where I had stashed my toiletry kit which had my SonicCare toothbrush inside. Nothing else.

Really, airport security does nothing to make me feel safe… Maybe those gas masks are a good deal after all.

We made it home safe and sound last night, and I have just one thing to say …

It’s wicked hot!
(Said with my best Boston accent.)