I Really Need To Get A Good Digital Camera
So here I am, cruising around on my bike through Mission Bay along the boardwalk this last weekend, when I realize that I’m surrounded by a ton of people staring at both horizons. I wasn’t really paying too much attention until it got to the point where I was swerving from potential accident to potential accident attempting to remain as out of it as possible.
But then I looked up to my right and was staring down the face of the biggest moon I had ever seen, in broad daylight, with the sun setting behind me, and I had to stop.
I felt like it was my duty to take some pictures of what I was staring at. Yet all I had was my Palm Treo cell phone. Great phone, awful camera.
Regardless, I grabbed it and pulled my bike over to the side and pointed my phone at the moon and then realized in my viewfinder was what seemed like a professional photographer with a lens on his camera that looked like a damn cannon barrel.
So to avoid the irony of taking a shitty picture of something with someone taking a much better version of the same picture in my own shot, I moved a few feet over and continued taking some pictures.
And these are what came out. To be fair, a few of these are from the next day when there was another crazy sunset at the beach, but still, all of these are from a 24 hour span of time, taken within 10 blocks of what I have called home for the last year and a half. Pretty great.
Days like this really make you slow your life down and enjoy yourself. I definitely took an extra long bike ride that day.
Also, if you click on any of those images, they’ll pop up into a lightbox over the page, which is pretty sweet. Except for the fact that they’re a mile wide. Oh well.
Peace.