The trouble with Friday’s post was that it was written long ago when I still had the Fuji camera. I quit agonizing about my camera troubles the very next day because I finally ordered one that meets all my requirements: fits in my pocket, has the right-sized memory stick and charges with a cable/dock! It’s perfect!
Look familiar? No, it’s not the old one. Here’s the old one.
Lloyd and I both got some pretty good shocks taking that apart the night it died. (Me because I foolishly didn’t take the battery out, Lloyd because the flux capacitor for the flash discharged. It had over 30 tiny screws holding it together.)
I’m such a sheep. I don’t take good photos with it, but it turns out that I don’t take good photos with any camera. Plus, I had all the stuff for this one already, which was a good thing. This was an open-box buy (meaning it was on sale), and the package was missing a cable. See? I’m supposed to have it.
Now if I can just keep from dropping it.