Tuesday, September 21, 2010
It has been a rather interesting couple of days. Rather frustrating ones and they require the help of a therapist. Of course in a society under therapy, the need of therapy became increasingly more urgent. So I chose my therapist well, my dog Charlie. When I look into his eyes contact and see such pure love, all my troubles go away. This kind of therapy is demanding as it requires dog food, vet bills and many walks with the concomitant poop scooping but in the end is a lot better than spending money on some screwed up charlatan. It also provides physical therapy. A win win proposition and one that I recommend highly. For yhose who care about these things, the lens was the Nikkor 28-105 F3.5-4.5.