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Couch Quest

Another quiet weekend for my husband, The Gryphon, and I. We slept in late both days, and I finally feel somewhat recovered from late nights of work the week before.


On Saturday, we went couch shopping. We've been using his old couch, handed down from his grandmother, and it's fallen on hard times. The material has worn to the point of tearing, and we've been making do by using a store-bought couch cover. Now, even the couch cover is beginning to tear.


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Gadget Quest

Since it's been a couple years, it's time to update my technological toys. You see, they've begun malfunctioning. Oh, the joys of planned obsolescence!


My camera, a Canon PowerShot S400 Digital Elph bought, has been to the manufacturer twice for repairs and has recently been shy about playing back pictures. "No, you really don't want to see that one. It's kinda blurry and stuff..."


A friend of mine, The Hugger, raves about her new camera, a Coolpix L18. I've got some familiarity with the Coolpix brand, having used two different models of them for work-related uses (back in the Stone Ages when they were as heavy as plastic paperweights and almost as useful).


Does anyone have any suggestions? I'm looking for a lightweight, small point-and-shoot camera. I take a lot of photos, but I'm an amateur. While I'd love to buy a more professional SLR camera, I'm not certain the price would be worth it for my uses. Thoughts?


I'm also looking for recommendations for a portable DVD player. You see, I'm a chronic multitasker, and I'd love to be able to watch DVDs while I'm working at the computer. I currently have a 13-inch color TV in my office which, sadly, doesn't have proper inputs and also has a vestigial VHS player (I killed it with a time-shifted episode of Medium and suspect poltergeists).


Given the limits of my office space and my budget, I figured that a portable DVD player was the cheapest solution. That way I can also take it with me to places like hotel rooms.


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Obsolete Me

Lately, I've come face to face with how rapidly technology is changing. Or maybe just how old-school I truly am.


When I was a kid, my parents had held onto a few childhood 78s, which seemed terribly quaint at the time. After all, the modern standard was 45s and 33s. But still, it was the same technology, just played at a different speed.


Such a change over the course of 30 years was minor compared to today's rapid upgrades.


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Black and White Party

Saturday, I met for coffee with fellow Philadelphia area poet, Peter Krok, who is the poetry director of the Manayunk Art Center (MAC) and editor of the Schuylkill Valley Journal. He's also got a new poetry book out, Looking for an Eye.


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Now, that evening we were attending a party at the invitation of the Horror Film Buff, who is given to planning fun parties. This was a surprise black and white affair. They had tricked The Browncoat into believing she was going to be tending bar for an event. Since she would be dressed in black and white, he wanted us to be, as well.


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Frivolity and Creativity

This weekend, I started out with noble goals of getting a lot done.


After a late breakfast, we went to Best Buy so he could use his gift certificates from his birthday and Christmas. He put them towards an iPod Nano. He's wanted one since I got one for Christmas last year. Of course, his has video compatibility and cost about $100 less than mine had!


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Sleet Day

I'd like to precede this post with a request. A friend of mine is looking for a good writing workshop for her husband. She'd like to sign him up as a Christmas present. They live in the Baltimore idea, and he writes abstract fiction. If you get any ideas, let me know!


On Sunday, I was supposed to meet with The Laughing Man's wife to interview her for my book about wedding planning, My Wedding, My Way: Real Women, Real Weddings, Real Budgets.


When I woke up, it was to the sound of sleet hitting the windowsill. I looked outside, and the roads looked clear, so I planned on meeting her anyway.


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