It’s been a long time since I did one of these for real. The one from a couple of weeks ago was — despite its length — somewhat of a fake-out. With little real content to convey, I have to fall back on pictures. I had long been unhappy with what I was getting out of the CoolPix. The inability to shoot in low light (why have a CCD that’s unable to better the response curve of film?) coupled with the shutter delay (press button, wait for picture to be snapped) made photographing cats impossible. you either got a brown-gray blur every time, or a flat, washed-out picture of a cat squinting against the flash. Then I got this new camera phone — a Nokia Lumia 1020, if you must know, with the ability to shoot, without flash, at iso ratings up to 4,000 — two stops beyond pushed Tri-X. Or pushed Ektachrome. and all out of the possible range of Kodachrome. Allofasudden, I’m able to get gorgeous shots in afternoon light in our bedroom with the curtains drawn. Saturated color. A play of light way too subtle for the CoolPix. And a zoom ability (at 41Mpx, it doesn’t matter whether it’s optical or digital; whether you’re actually zooming or just blowing up and cropping a smaller area of the image field. Like this one. I’m standing eight feet away from Loki — he’s lying on pillows at the head of the bed; I’m standing at the foot of the bed. I “zoomed” in on him by pinching my fingers together against the screen of my phone. Magic elf box, indeed!
Toni said, “He looks so tiny, there.” We always knew he was going to be petite.
So… This is me grabbing the wheel from Dolly to write a major post-of-the-day.
CATS ARE TERRIBLE, DEADLY TO a writer’s momentum. For one thing they’re heat-seekers. They like to be where it’s warm: your lap. Your computer. Your bed (with you in it). In front of a space heater. In the sun, where it pours through a window or a storm door.
And they sleep 20 hours a day. In piles. Most cat lovers know the story of the one-sleeved Mandarin and his attitude toward disturbing sleeping cats. I’d wager most of us agree with One-Sleeve’s take on the subject.
Catpile starring Loki, Rommie, and Siamon.
This morning, when I was supposed to be done with breakfast and having put a load of laundry in the washer, (I meant to do my work today.), Earnie gave out with his usual Mrrraou! and came up on my chest and curled up to nap.
I have to put together tax data for the danegeld. And I wanted to get some serious wordage in on the current WiP, which I still intend to do this weekend. Meantime, here’s another of Loki, settling in for an afternoon nap.