journal features

"new" lens

the journal of Michael Werneburg

twenty-eight years and a million words

Toronto, 2011.07.30

An old incident has been resolved at last.

I keep mentioning this, but it's been bothering me. The first time I took toddler Kenny to the park by myself, I took along my old Minolta X-700 and a "Celtic" line lens that was pretty cheap. There came a moment when Kenny was going to fall and I scrambled to stuff my camera into the bag and then catch him, all in one moment. I caught Kenny but the camera didn't sit properly (due to the wrist strap I was then using) and it fell. And landed lens-down on a steel railing and then on the edge of the camera back into the gravel.

I've since spent ~$200 trying to get the camera repaired but since the lens was a cheapo and they wanted $100 just to look at it, I never got it fixed. Today I replaced it.

For all of $46 and $15 shipping and possibly some duty at the border. 8)

rand()m quote

The man who lies to himself and listens to his own lie comes to such a pass that he cannot distinguish the truth within him, or around him, and so loses all respect for himself and for others. And having no respect he ceases to love, and in order to occupy and distract himself without love he gives way to passions and coarse pleasures, and sinks to bestiality in his vices, all from continual lying to other men and to himself.

—Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Brothers Karamazov