For the second weekend where Match Point was the movie of choice, I couldn't do it. I couldn't go to a Woody Allen movie, even if it was the best one he had made in fifteen to twenty years. To me that is kind of like saying 'the best way to poke your eye out' - it may be the best way, but the end result is still unpleasant. Had heard from a couple of friends that it was a borefest as well.
Earlier in the day, I couldn't go through with having Maccas, Hungry Jacks or KFC for lunch either - what has come over me? I was about to go to Nandos until I saw the 30% public holiday surcharge, so just went and had a chicken kebab instead - this being in the Myer Centre food court.
Couldn't really spend too much anyways, what with the fortnightly pay day not being until tomorrow - or not, depending if the pay department get all mixed up by the public holidays - I know that when I was with the temping agency before becoming permanent, every public holiday, seemingly in every state, messed up the pay day details.
But had enough to go to a movie, have lunch and have enough left over for transport costs and maybe a lunch or two - in any case, didn't need to scrimp as much, what with ditching the movie. What was I thinking anyways, trying to build up enthusiasm for a Woody Allen flick?
Went down to the Botanic Gardens instead, testing out my whizz bang new camera. Isn't digital so easy? Took about thirty pics, half of which I will probably delete, as I was just testing out the auto and manual settings, taking about double the pics that I would really need to.
And anyway, almost as soon as I was out of the house, I was thinking the day was too nice to spend two and a bit hours stuck in a darkened room, even if it was Sin City or Mr and Mrs Smith I was watching. Glorious sunshine, and on the way in to town on the bus thought my day may be better spent absorbing the rays, stocking up on Vitamin D.
I'm good, or at least I think I'm good, at taking pictures of animals, plants, city scenery and landscapes, but would like to branch out and add portraits to my skill set - but how does one go about saying to people, I would like to take your photo? Without appearing to be one of the stalker freaks any respecting photographer fears being confused with.
So it was a nice time in the sunshine, and ended it with a vanilla bourbon bean and mango ice cream - again, I had found myself at the Myer Centre. The two scoops seriously were about five times bigger than the cone itself, so had to lick and eat it quickly to avoid it dripping all over me.
On a table nearby, as I was eating my ice cream, saw a guy, with I would guess his daughter, sit down with a couple of milkshakes. Even though I didn't talk to them or know anything about them, I imagined what was going on - parents were divorced, father had the daughter over Easter, and was finishing things up with a bit of retail therapy. The girl looked happy with herself, and the father was holding two or three shopping bags.
As I said, I was completely making that up from my imagination, but they both were looking happy with themselves, so that was a good starting point.
Pauly
Earlier in the day, I couldn't go through with having Maccas, Hungry Jacks or KFC for lunch either - what has come over me? I was about to go to Nandos until I saw the 30% public holiday surcharge, so just went and had a chicken kebab instead - this being in the Myer Centre food court.
Couldn't really spend too much anyways, what with the fortnightly pay day not being until tomorrow - or not, depending if the pay department get all mixed up by the public holidays - I know that when I was with the temping agency before becoming permanent, every public holiday, seemingly in every state, messed up the pay day details.
But had enough to go to a movie, have lunch and have enough left over for transport costs and maybe a lunch or two - in any case, didn't need to scrimp as much, what with ditching the movie. What was I thinking anyways, trying to build up enthusiasm for a Woody Allen flick?
Went down to the Botanic Gardens instead, testing out my whizz bang new camera. Isn't digital so easy? Took about thirty pics, half of which I will probably delete, as I was just testing out the auto and manual settings, taking about double the pics that I would really need to.
And anyway, almost as soon as I was out of the house, I was thinking the day was too nice to spend two and a bit hours stuck in a darkened room, even if it was Sin City or Mr and Mrs Smith I was watching. Glorious sunshine, and on the way in to town on the bus thought my day may be better spent absorbing the rays, stocking up on Vitamin D.
I'm good, or at least I think I'm good, at taking pictures of animals, plants, city scenery and landscapes, but would like to branch out and add portraits to my skill set - but how does one go about saying to people, I would like to take your photo? Without appearing to be one of the stalker freaks any respecting photographer fears being confused with.
So it was a nice time in the sunshine, and ended it with a vanilla bourbon bean and mango ice cream - again, I had found myself at the Myer Centre. The two scoops seriously were about five times bigger than the cone itself, so had to lick and eat it quickly to avoid it dripping all over me.
On a table nearby, as I was eating my ice cream, saw a guy, with I would guess his daughter, sit down with a couple of milkshakes. Even though I didn't talk to them or know anything about them, I imagined what was going on - parents were divorced, father had the daughter over Easter, and was finishing things up with a bit of retail therapy. The girl looked happy with herself, and the father was holding two or three shopping bags.
As I said, I was completely making that up from my imagination, but they both were looking happy with themselves, so that was a good starting point.
Pauly
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