I dropped my beloved Cannon G9 camera a few months ago, and when I brought it to be fixed at the camera shop, I was told that it was too old to be fixed. Too old? Talk about a throwaway society. A few adjustments and it would have been just fine. But instead, I had to buy a "new" used G9 from B&H Photo via the internet.. And I just cannot believe this: walking to the Union Station Light Rail stop in Lower Downtown Denver a few days ago, I dropped my camera AGAIN - on a brick street right in front of Jax Seafood House, which many years ago used to be a Jack Kerouac hangout called the Terminal Bar. I suspect it was the ghost of Kerouac trying to stop me from capturing a photograph of his ghostly image. In any case, the camera worked just fine for a short time, and then didn't. I road home on the light rail train, and as I was getting ready to jump off the balcony of my condo, I tried the camera one more time and it worked. And so far is still working. Another attempt by the spirit world to thwart me foiled again.
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