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Lensbaby
So my Lensbaby Muse, and macro kit came last week. And the first major things I took pictures of were some flowers my mom had. I think they look awesome with the effects the Lensbaby can create, and with how close and detailed I can still get with the macro lenses. Creates interesting areas of focus, and the lens blur around the sweet spot really forces your viewer to focus on the same thing you are. So, check out my flickr set and leave comments!
A Hunger for Feathers
I might be gone for a while, which hopefully won’t be noticable. But my silly laptop ate a feather from my comforter and the fan grinds now on occasion. So, I’ve got about a month left on my free one-year warranty, so I thought I’d take it in and get it looked over for free while I can.
Meanwhile, I’ll be desperately clinging to my iPod touch for Tweetie, e-mail, and music. So I’ll still be quite available via Twitter, but a little quiet everywhere else. Tootles for now!
Update: Just kidding. I’m still here for a few more days. They don’t think anything is wrong. *annoyed* Ordering new fan replacements, just in case. *sigh*
Driving Mix
So my first week home from college and I drive over 350 miles around the state. I knew I was going to be in the car for a long time, and I knew I didn’t want to listen to my brother’s music the whole time which is made up of a lot of Weezer and Phish. (We share the car.) So, thinking in advance, I cooked up a mix CD to put in the car. The mix is as follows:

I have to say, it’s been a very good driving mix and I’ve gone through it about ten times by now. Not sick of it yet. I’m thinking of making a second one as well… my brother can spare some more space in that 6-CD changer for another CD of mine. Hehe.
MOO MiniCards
So I ordered my Moo MiniCards and they finally came! I have some up for trading on my flickr, so if you have your own set you’d like to trade, leave a note and let me know!
Home
My definition of home has changed now. I now have two literal homes. One, at my parent’s house, where I’ve spent my entire childhood growing up. The other, was my dorm room at college. I found it funny how quickly we all started saying, “I’m going home,” in reference to our dorm rooms at college. But to me it really was home. I felt safe, it belonged to me, I could be alone, I could call it my own. (Hah! That kind of rhymed….)
My home at college was so exciting. I lived in the same building as many of my friends, I didn’t have to ask my parents if I could go out or have my friends come up for a movie. We just did it. And I loved the freedom. Now that I’m back in my parent’s house, it’s a little restricting again. Even though I do have more freedoms than I did while going to grade school here (read: car), I still have all those memories of being trapped here because I wasn’t allowed to go out. It makes it pretty suffocating here still. So my goal, as I leave my little dorm room an come home here, is to try to make it more exciting again. Basically, stay active and creative so I don’t feel so suffocated at home.
So guess what I did?! First thing I did when I came home Thursday, was jump in my car (I missed it) and drive down to the beach and take pictures of the sunset. I had about three minutes before it was gone when I got there, so I snapped until my battery died. Then I just sat in the car for a while and watched the sky get dark. It was nice. As much as I hate the clichéd pictures of my town’s lighthouse (there are only so many angles one can cover), I don’t think I can ever get sick of the sunsets over Lake Michigan.
I went out again last night. This time in an attempt to chase some lightning. I didn’t get any good lightning pictures, but I got some cool rainy night shots of the bridge and the river downtown. I also have found some good locations for shooting lighting on the lake for when the weather is better. It’s still a bit chilly out here. Some summer rains will be more comfortable I think. See the results from both nights of shooting on my Flickr.





