I must admit, the past couple of weeks have been incredibly uneventful. I don’t know what is it, but nothing has been happening. Nothing interesting, nothing worth talking about. It’s odd. Normally I’ll run into something incredibly awkward or weird one night. Nope. I’ll see if recapping my past couple of weeks brings back something worthwhile. I don’t know where to begin. Fuck. After my last post, I don’t think I did much that weekend, the following week wasn’t any better. Still playing with my camera on a daily basis, I decided I was going to head around Darwin and find things to take photos of. Considering I haven’t had any volunteers, I decided I was going to go out and just get photos of things. Taking my other lens in hand, I set out on a venture through East Point, then through the Botanical Gardens, then the Water Gardens (I can’t remember which one is which, but that sounds about right.) Personally, I didn’t like one shot I took. I’m picky. I realise this, but I did not like anything I took. Looking back at them, they were all kind of boring. But I digressed. I had fun walking around aimlessly looking at things. I need to get other people to come with me, or have more people interested in doing things like that and have them come along, because I was seriously so bored, and I felt out of place. Here was this person, walking around in the middle of the day by himself. Both talking and singing to myself. I couldn’t imagine what I looked like to other people, especially others that heard me.

Much like the rest of the week, I didn’t do much after that. I did manage to buy a remote for my camera though, so I’m going to be able to do longer exposure shots now! I doubt that’ll mean too much to people, but who cares. I think I might have gone through the Esplanade again, but during the day. Remember how I was close to taking a picture of a bum sitting in his little treehouse near the government? Well, I managed to get a picture of a bum. Both literally and figuratively. See! No one cannot say that I don’t provide half-naked-bum photos. It was funny, because I was walking along looking out towards the water and I didn’t notice anything different. I was wandering towards a seat where some previous bum had left their clothes on the bench when I noticed out of the corner of my eye someone lying on the ground. At first, I thought it was some old lady lying naked trying to get a tan (in the shade..?) I was all kinds of what-the-fuck at that point, I didn’t want to look at it directly incase someone come walking past and wonder what the fuck I was looking at. Instead, I wandered over towards some outlook thing, pretended like I was taking photos of that and turned around back in the direction of this bum. Really, I was drawing everyone’s attention (the whole 3 people that we were on the path) towards this little lookout while I did the creepy thing and took a photo of the bum. It was a strategic masterpiece. I got a couple of other shots in before nothing else jumped out at me that day. Instead, I continued walking along the Esplanade and through the mall, it was quite touristy, I must say.

Saturday at work was kind of boring. The saturday night wasn’t anything to be desired either. Managed to head out to Hoggies for a feed, and afterwards my original plan was going to be walking around town and taking photos of more random things. Well, after walking from one end of Mitchell street, we managed to get to the Deck Bar where I was stopped for ID, and Daryl noticed Hayley, Tyson, Kirsty, Jess, Jessie, and Michael sitting in the deck part of it. Meanwhile, this bouncer is still looking at my ID. Looking at me. Looking at my ID. This was me at the end of October, freshly shaved mind you. This is the monstrocity that you see right now. Just a wee bit of difference. Either way, I look nothing like I do on my ID, and this poor bouncer still looking at my ID. I was waiting for him to say that it’s not me. But none of that happened, luckily, and we sat around at the deck bar for a couple of hours. Eventually only a few of us left the Deck Bar for Disco, but I didn’t stay long enough in Discovery to make it worthwhile. I did however get some obscure photos of people wearing my glasses. I don’t think I’ve explained where I got the glasses from. When I went to lunch, I walked past this stand thing just near the stairs at the eatery with some stereograph picture setup. The only thing that caught my eye? The fact that they had a whole fuckin’ stack of these 3D-Glasses. I made it my plan as soon as I saw them. I need a pair of those. I don’t know why, and what use they’d have to me, but fuck they’d be awesome to walk somewhere and say “oh hey, I’ve got a pair of 3d-glasses.” I spent the rest of my lunch people watching again, completely forgetting about this stand. As I was walking back up to work, I go past it again, and walked up to the lady sitting on the chair:

Me: “Hey, do you reckon I could have a pair of those glasses?”
Lady: “Uihh..” slightly hesitant at this moment, “sure…”
Me: “Ha! Awesomesauce. Thanks!”

I think she thought I wanted a pair to look at the picture they had going, and considering the only people that were standing at this table were parents and their kids, I understand why she thought I was a bit of a loon. Instead, I merrily went on my way and completely bypassed the stand, but I didn’t look back in fear of seeing some kind of “oh god what have I just given this guy” look. The glasses made for an interesting addition to my saturday night photos (coupled with the initial “what is wrong with these glasses..” look.)

The rest of the week was even more uneventful than the previous week, it was uncanny how similar they were. But thursday come around, and I planned on going out to buy another lens, another battery and a flash (I want to stock up before I’m possibly going to shoot hair models). Unfortunately for me, no one stocked what the crap I wanted, it was fuckin’ retarded. It was amazing how many stores sell cameras, and yet they don’t have what the hell I wanted. It was retarded. I ended up driving around to four different stores and buying a flash and a new battery from the Kodak store in the City. But eventually I won out, but I didn’t come home with the lens I was looking for, which sucks. That was one of the reasons why I went out. Now, I ordered one, but I haven’t heard anything from this store. Which sucks, because I really wanted this lens before this sunday. What’s worse, is that the guy at the Kodak shop (who is awesome, I’ve no idea who he is, but he is still awesome) said that if I wanted, they could order me in one and it’d be here by next week sometime. Fuck. Hindsight is 20/20.

Thursday night come around, and it was planned to head down to Mindil beach with some beers (and my camera) and wander around for a while without any ideas or intentions of what to do afterwards. Daryl and I managed to get down there and meet up with Terry just before the sunset, so I got a couple of good shots of that, but that’s about it. Minus the people, and they’d be some pretty good shots. Wandering around, looking at things, talking some shit, and eating was probably the highlight of the night. Until. It was a little later in the night, and we were heading towards the food stalls part of the markets. There are normally heaps of people bumping into you and you kind of palm off any kind of contact with people until they make it completely obvious. Anyway, we were walking along god knows how we got onto our subject, but Daryl and I were talking about working in the mines to earn a shit load of money. My rebuttal to working in the mines was that you wouldn’t see the sun for about three months. It was when Daryl was saying that with the amount of money you’ve earnt, you should be able to buy the sun, that I felt someone kind of tap me on the shoulder.

Random Guy: “Hey, have you ever noticed how much shit people talk at this place?”
Me: “Yeah man, there’s nothing else to talk about here”
RG: “Well, I’ve been following you guys around for a while, and you talk some quantatative amount of shit”
Me: (Slightly flabbergasted) “..Yeah, haha! Man, that’s all we can do, seriously.”

It didn’t hit me until a couple of minutes later, that this guy was pointing out how much shit we talked. It was so fuckin’ awesome. We know we talk some serious shit all the time, but no one has ever said anything to us in the magnitude. People just kind of laugh and say something retarded along the lines of “you talk too much” or something like that. But this guy. A random for that matter. Come up and told us. I didn’t care that he had been following us around for a while. He was awesome in my book for telling me we talk so much shit. Eventually, we left the markets and headed into Duck’s Nut and sat around for a couple more hours laughing at random people sitting around us. After a little bit of sitting there, Kath and her friend (Adrianna? I’m not sure if that’s even right, or how to spell it.. whoops) joined us for some “see-you-later-kath” drinks. It wasn’t too long after, that we went on home.

Saturday night come around, unlike the week before I didn’t have anything planned. Well, I did want to go and take some long exposure shots for some people on the internet of cars and stuff. I did. I set out and drove around to the walk-bridge thing near the water gardens and wandered to the middle of the bridge. Meanwhile, I’m doing this at 9:30 at night. In the middle of a walk-bridge with a camera that’s worth a lot and normal small-children gangs walking around at this time of the night. Fortunately for me, the only thing I got out of it was an awesome picture of cars, and the guy who was sitting at the bus stop waiting for the bus kept on staring at me like I was some weirdo. But who cares. From there, I went over to the other walk-bridge thing near the overpass and took some more photos there, and I continued on from there into the city and stopped at the government house. The only real reason why I went there though, was because I knew there was going to be some kind of security guard there. Well, I managed to stay there for about 10 minutes, then while I was wandering around in the middle of the square thing, I noticed a security guard wandering outside. Spotted!

Security Guard: “How’s it going”
Me: “Oh, not too bad. I suppose you’re wondering what I’m doing here?”
SG: “Yeah, I’m kind of curious *laugh*”
Me: “Just taking pictures. Is that alright?”
SG: “Ha, nice camera” (I had my zoom lens and the flash on) “That seems like a good enough excuse for me. Go for it!”
Me: “Oh awesome! Cheers”

Confrontation avoided! I left there, and headed out to the trainstation, got some weird shots there and headed back home. To where I am now. Brilliant beans. I don’t know what I did the other day though, but I managed to sign up to everything I once hated (and still do for the most part.) But I did buy something worthwhile though. I now have a Flickr account and I’ll post my final edits and stuff like that up there. Why not? Until then!