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Yesterday was LA’s last full day of warmth, at least for a little while, because as I type this post this noontime the rain is pattering against my window … slowly cooling down the temps around here. You know, it’s actually OK with me … we’ve had a great run of high 80 degree weather so I don’t mind the cooling down. Mebbe I’ll get to wear my new knit hat with a ball (which is, apparently, all the rage these days) on it sometime this weekend … HMMM. I spent some of yesterday playing around with my Polaroid Instant Camera, which I’ve been very fond of lately, snapping pics of my apartment and neighborhood. It won’t be long now before David and I make the move to our new home together so I’m trying to capture some memories in my current apartment while I can. I’m happy to report that the makers of the Poladroid program finally released a Windows version of their software, which allows any computer user to turn their digital photos into virtual Polaroid photos:

Additionally, I’ve been reading a few of the Polaroid books that I’ve procured recently (including a couple of books that were given to me by David for Xmas) for inspiration. I even snapped a couple of self-portraits in the same vein as Andy Warhol, the famous pop artist who was a big fan of Polaroid photography:

My photos aren’t nearly as good as Warhol‘s (obvs) but I’m having fun with the medium anyway. I must say, with each photo that I take I feel another pang of sadness that the Polaroid company has ceased production of their instant film. I pray that The Impossible Project is successful … I really don’t want to stop taking photos because I’ve run out of film — forever.

I have started packing … that’s always fun.

And, to answer some of your inquiries, I did watch the 2 new eps of Lost that aired last night. Sadly, I no longer feel inspired to recap the show anymore. I am not a big fan of the time-travel bologna that they are handing us on the show … you know when a show resorts to using time travel that they’ve run out of ideas and plan to use the convention as a “magic wand” to explain away all the seemingly impossible corners they’ve painted themselves into. I’ll still watch but trying to figure out the secrets and clues is pointless now … all they have to do is Zap! themselves to the past/future/whatever and make whatever tricky square peg they are faced with fit into a round hole. Meh.

In any event, the rainy day will prolly keep me indoors today … I’m trying to figure out my weekend plans but, at this point, it looks like I’m just gonna lay low and keep it simple.