Random Picture Wednesday...The Kind With Teeth

At the Tactless household we have this little way of wishing for things...it goes something like this:

You say, "I want a colander; the kind with feet." And I start singing a They Might Be Giants-esque (or it might be them, hard to tell) song which goes, "He wants a shoe horn; the kind with teeth." Cuz that's what your request pops into my head. I never said I was normal.

And so I want a cam-ra; the kind that work. So that I too can play with all the buttons and features (of which in real life we'll only ever use about .5% of), and come up with works of art such as this:
Where Andy has turned the shutter speed to "SLOTH" and contorts his face into crazy David Lynchian poses as the picture is taken...ON PURPOSE. Instead of the sad blurry things I take cuz my camera only takes pictures of sad blurry things...like me pouting.

Okay, whine-off.

This is all you get on a Wednesday where I didn't actually feel as if I'd woken up completely until about noon. Sad state of affairs this "work" thing. Must find some new way to make money. I hear printers are rather good these days...