I can’t remember if I mentioned it here, but about 2 months ago, I drowned my camera in my purse.
I had filled up my reusable water bottle like the good green gal that I am, and thrown it into my bag/purse. I was late for work that day (like every day) and rushed out of the house to jump in the car.
As I opened the car door, I glanced down in to my purse/bag and noticed my water bottle was now 1/2 full.
Or 1/2 empty, depending on how you look at it.
It took me about 20 seconds to realize that most of the bottle had drained into the bottom of my bag.
I started scooping out wet papers, my soaked (but OK thank jebus) iPod, and my Kodak point-and-shoot camera that was not even a year old yet.
It was like a direction ripped from a movie script:
(Camera continues to slowly pan in as actress lifts camera out of puddle of water.
Close up of digital camera as actress opens battery compartment.
Water flows to the ground from inside camera.
Actress weeps. )
I was a wreck. I was even later to work because I had to dry everything off
My WW booklet had already been attacked last winter in Chicago as I was helping an injured friend shovel 30 inches of accumulated snow off her car and dig out her parking spot*. The booklet was missed as being wet, and had warped. It had been hanging on by a thread, and this time the thread was broken my friends! I now have a booklet that is ashamed to go to meetings!
If I had a camera, I would show you.
I have been using my Samsung BlackJack II cell phone to take photos lately and while it does an OK job, it’s not a 10MP jobby like I used to have. I have yet to perfect the “waaaaaaait, waaaaait, OK it took!” lag time that has to happen as I take photos, and my poor cat just hates to get his photo taken, especially with lag times 1915 people didn’t have to wait through.
My camera phone is OK for twitpic, just not for my blog. 
So sorry, but you will just have to wait for pictures.
I think I actually told jebus and the fates and karma to MAKE me dump the water bottle in my purse though.
Really.
For the month before waterbottlegate happened, I had been whining pissing and moaning to everyone who would listen that I was sick of my point-and-shoot not doooooing anything cooooool and it would be sooooo much better to have a cooool DSLR. **
I think I made my point-and-shoot camera suicidal.
Maybe it used its handy arm strap to rope the water bottle and open the lid.
Or maybe I didn’t check that the lid was secure.
Whatever. The camera is still totally dead.
Even though I am broke (or as my friends call it brokeass) I have been contemplating buying a new point-and-shoot (though we all know know I reeeeeeeally want a DSLR). I keep trying to win one on pioneer woman, but I am not so lucky lately ever***.
Also, I just found out I am losing my job in 2 months. Do I really need to be shelling out 5 or 600 bucks for a new camera? Even though I might be the next top photog, it would take me forever to make back that kind of cash right now.
Ok I have officially talked myself out of a new camera.
But that doesn’t mean that I won’t be dreaming of a new camera (and a Dyson)****
AJ
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*As we were shoveling, we put our purses to the side, but one big shovel load went directly in my purse. Fun times.
**There may or may not have been a few foot stomps included.
***I think MizFit would disagree with me (and all my twitter winnings at BlogHer) but I mean unlucky winning cameras – DAMNIT! I won a Vado @blogher didn’t I? Ok, I mean unlucky at winning a DSLR. (now I just feel like a douche)
****if you follow me on Twitter, you will might understand this. If not, please follow me on Twitter so you get this inside joke.
