"Delusional" is a Four Letter Word

I haven't been feeling much like a photographer lately. This picture, which I took back in June, and still sort of like, is a testament to an earilier time.

Not that my days of taking pictures is over. I'd never say that. To do so would be just way too definite and closed. And being definite and closed, unless it is for good reasons, is generally not a good practice.

So if you happen to be one of the say four or five people who sort of dig the pictures that get posted here every once in a while, don't worry: there will be more. I promise. I just can't say for sure when it will all happen.

Oh, and I'm really into short paragraphs today. Hope you don't mind. I've sent like four rambling, off-the-cuff emails in the past few days, and all of them have been written using these dense paragraphs that never seemed to end. Even I found them confusing and annoying. I just hope they make a bit more sense to the readers. We'll see, I suppose.

I think the funniest reply I could get from one of my frustrated readers would be something like this:

          Greg:

          This crap makes no sense to me.
          Your command of the English language
          rivals that of my niece.
          
          She is seven.
          
          Try again.

          
           Sincerely,
          You know who.

But so, other than dedicating all my time to nonsensical emails, I've also been to the dentist. I was there on Monday, I was lying in the chair, I was getting a tooth drilled. I had all the hoses and everything. You know how it is. Unless, of course, you're one of those lucky bastards who has never had even one cavity. Lucky bastards. So I'm there, in the room by myself because the office was understaffed that day and my dentist has to divide his time between like two other patients and me. I'm there for a while and I hear my dentist speaking with some patient in the next room.She is, I think, German, or maybe Slovenian or something? Whatever she was, she had a neat accent, and it led to some pretty interesting eavesdropping on my part. I was so interested in the transpiring conversation, I had to jot it down the first chance I got. It went something like this:

The Dentist: "Hasn't the rain been nice?"
Slovenian Lady: "Yez. But my lawn. Eet ez ztill brun."
TD: "Sorry?"
SL: "My lawn. Eet ez dry. Dry and brun."
TD: "Ah."
SL: "Yez."

But yeah. Maybe it was more intriguing, actually being there, listening in on what they were saying. Also, I remember I ws really pretty desperate for a bit of distraction at the time.

I'm sure you know how that can be.