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While the care and feeding of my damn kid eats up just about every possible inch of real estate in my busy bee brain, there are bits left over here and there. To fill it, I’ve started reading mad crazy, like the sad, lonely kid I once was. Is. Am. Whatever.

I’m starting in on the myriad of books that line my shelves, as yet unread but beckoning me with their ever-seductive power. I love books, I can’t remember a time in my life when I wasn’t a total hound for them. The smell, the feel, the sound of the creased bindings when you open and close it. So much pleasure, in just the book itself, without even having to read a word. I love the simplicity and ease books offer. How each one welcomes me back with such warm comfort, over and over; yet, when I must leave, they merely sigh and say “okay, I’ll wait for you, right here, till you return.” A truer love has never existed as that between a book and its lover.

On the colder but still entertaining computer front, I’ve recently found my way to flickr, youtube and now podcasts. Sure, I’m late by a million centuries, but it’s okay. I forgive me.

I do declare these podcasts as awesome! And rad! I’m starting in on This American Life, and I’ve got some Ricky Gervais Shows, and now some Grammar lessons AND Spanish lessons. That’s so freaking cool. And it’s free. Well, most of it. The stuff I go after is free anyway. I don’t want to pay for anything. Jeez.

Now ends the second part of Johnny Come Lately. Hmm. Why am I calling this pt 2? I talked about being a johnny come lately for something else. I can’t remember what it was.

I might be able to flesh out Johnny and all his late comings into a trilogy. I’ve been having a lot of fun lately “discovering” things.

Beause it’s better to come late than not to come at all. Am I right ladies?

It’s a Saturday not unlike most of my Saturdays, me and the kid finding things to keep us entertained all day.

But it is special in one very important way. Today, for the first time ever, I made a damn quesadilla for Ryland and he actually ate it. I’ve made them before and he always rejected it. I am vindicated. The hispanic in me is proud.

Also special today: right as I was kissing Ryland on the mouth, he blew an inordinate amount of snot directly onto/into my kisser. Gross? Yes. Tasty? awwww yeah.

Oh and wordpress now gives me quick editing tags for my posts when using safari, so I don’t have to type out the HTML. I just click the corresponding button and I get my code. yay for less work!

OH and the B’s actually managed to not get their asses handed to them this afternoon and beat the Flyers. Of course, the Flyers are one of the worst teams in the league, but I’ll take what I can get when I can get it. 2 pts is 2 pts.

AND AND AND I am finally putting together my craft table tonight. It’s going to be quite an exciting evening for me, I’m a little worried about the craft hangover I’m bound to have tomorrow morning.

Thank you to those who offered their advice on my camera vs camcorder battle royale.

I decided to get a digital camera instead of a camcorder. As jonathan mentioned about himself, I, too, take tons of pictures of the kid, so I know I’ll get much more use out of a camera than a camcorder. I like to pretend that I’d be all creative and motivated to make super cool movies with my camcorder, especially with the movie-making capabilites of my mac. I could add snazzy music and cool effects, make DVDs for family and friends, win awards, etc.

But it’s me we’re talking about here and we all know that’s not going to happen. I’d end up having hours and hours of boring, unedited video and nothing to show for it but hours and hours of boring, unedited videos. The camera at least lets me click away and not worry so much about having to create something out of it. I can be lazy AND capture my memories all at the same time. win-win.

After a lot of research and review-reading, I went for the fuji finepix e900. It was the best camera for the features I wanted/needed and the money I had available. Naturally, I yearn for a fancy digital SLR, with all the bells and whistles, yearn and burn like mad. But I don’t have that kind of money, and the learning curve for those cameras is a bit too much right now. The finepix seemed like a good meeting point between a basic point-and-shoot and a digital SLR. I’m going to have to work my way up to one of those puppies.

I’m quite pleased with my purchase, that’s for sure. It knocks the happy right out of my old camera. And I’m absolutely delighted with the video capture. My old camera was a piece of junk! Ugh. I hate every single picture and video I ever took with it. the past two years of my life? RUINED. Thanks a lot sony cybershot.

I love my new little fuji though. She’s sweet. I haven’t taken any stunning pictures with her yet, mostly because I am camera-retarded, but I’m getting there and soon I’ll be winning praise for my mad skillz and glorious snaps.

The camera came with a lousy 16MB card, so I’ve taken only a handful pictures the past few days. But today I purchased a large-capacity card, which means I can really let loose.

You’ve been warned.

cheers to you, 2006. you were swell, in a double-oh-six kind of way.