Block your ears while I have a little hissy fit. After having some weird technical difficulty accessing this blog to post the Spotlight photos from last week, now on Thursday I finally manage to access it. Yeah, that's right, the first time I do it and I couldn't do it. Blame the Irish in me for that comment.
Apologies to you all for the delay. That’s not the best way to start my first attempt at choosing the Spotlight photos is it? I swear I’m a carrier when it comes to technical glitches.
I wouldn’t want to be doing this every week. It’s not all that easy. I tried to keep in the front of my mind that it was strange and unusual signs that I was looking for. And I was constantly reminded that what I find strange, others might not. So I’ve chosen shots that caught my attention for one reason or another.
For example, I have never heard of a Compact Car.
Although now that I’ve looked it up I realize I probably should have.
Welcome to FSO to Love2Bs.
I’m afraid I’m one of those people who quite often doesn’t see signs until I practically trip over them;
that would probably be me sitting on top of a warning sign!
Suzy’s Little Blue Penguin sign I feel would be unusual to most of us.
Not many of us have such delightful little flightless birds living in our midst.
Obviously others have too many cats. So many that they throw them at walls.
No, Jama, I do think I know what the sign means but my sense of humour
keeps asking where should I throw them then?
I liked Loredana’s treatment of her Spiderman shot.
Thanks for drawing my attention to him.
A rural person like me would not be looking at a bus, but up, up at the overwhelming surroundings.
Yet, there he was setting out to scale the building.
Except Barbara’s forlorn nothing left to steal shot.
The good news is that just when we were giving up and taking our house off the market, it sold.
The bad news is that having sold our house, we have to move. We are assuming (i.e. hoping desparately) that our new house will be ready by then.
In any case, from now until then, I expect to be packing, yard sale-ing things we don't want or can't fit in the new house which is a bit smaller, packing, throwing out junk, trying to figure out whether something is junk or not (you never know when you'll need a third back-up pipe wrench)...
BUTLER: "Mark! Stop!"
"What?" I reply, stopping.
BUTLER: "You're writing your own blog on the Friday Shootout site."
BUTLER: "Yes. Remember that you were just going to ask for help."
He's right. The point of this post (I digress too much to get to point easily) is that I doubt I am going to be able to do the Spotlight Photos for a couple of months. I even missed the Friday Shootout, itself, for the first time since last December.
BAGMAN: "Don't forget to mention that we volunteered to do it for you!!"
"Yes, Baggie," I reply. "But you and Butler don't actually have fingers and mine are going to be busy packing. (And trying to figure out which of the 8 different nail clippers to throw away)."
I am so sorry to have to ask if someone else can take over for, at least until the middle of July. I've been so excited to see the Shootout growing and attracting new people and to watch talent blooming and...
BUTLER: "And the Friday Shootout, like the rest of the human race will get along perfectly well without you."
"Thanks, Butler, for the humility reminder," I reply with a poor attempt at modesty.
Anyhow, I'm sorry to back out for awhile but a thousand cardboard boxes call me. I look forward to posting occasionally and keeping up with FMHSO whenever I can. And I know I have everyone's support and I love you all. I'll see you when I can.
"Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more." William Shakespeare
With a deep breath and copious amounts of false bravado, I enter the B&B Studio to choose this week's spotlight photos.
BAGMAN (noticing the stress in my eyes): "You take this thing way too seriously, Dude. The FMTHSO is your family. They will be happy with whatever pictures you spotlight. You could put on a blindfold and chose the spotlight photos like pinning a tail on a donkey and everyone will be happy. It's not like you're Len Goodman on "Dancing With the Stars".
BUTLER (looking up from a pile of statistical spreadsheets): "We had 15 participants this week! That's 10.429% above our year-to-date average of 13.583 participants per week."
BAGMAN: "Is there going to be a quiz?"
BUTLER (ignoring him): "And we also have another new participant - Marina and her Primo Piano!"
I take another deep breath and make a snap decision. "Why don't you guys handle it this week and I'll go back to bed." I close the door behind me.
BAGMAN (shouting from behind the door): "Okay! We just will! We don't need you anyhow!"
BUTLER (quietly to Bagman): "Actually, we do, my Baggish friend. We're part of his psyche, remember?"
BAGMAN: "And I'm the best part! I'm the Ego. And we'll have fun fun fun 'til our Daddy takes the T-Bird away!"
BUTLER: "Actually, according to Freud, you are the Id..."
BAGMAN: "Go suck an egg!"
BUTLER: "...as in IDiot."
BAGMAN: (posting a picture): "A little less talk and a lot more action..."
BUTLER: "A church? You surprise me, Mr. Bagman, with your choice of a church."
BAGMAN: "Passion, Butthead! Passion! Ecstasy! There's nothing dull or boring about spirituality! Spirituality can get your blood flowing faster than sexuality. Although I do admit that I'm intrigued with nuns.
While Bagman is talking, he steals Butler's last turn and posts his own instead:
This week the planets alligned and the Rule of Space blasted us forth with a galaxy of talent!
BUTLER: "Before you continue, Mark, maybe you want to tone down all the space puns that are running through your head."
Well, okay. But we did get 19 linked blogs include one person, who if I'm not mistaken, has gravitated into our orbit for the first time.
BUTLER (pointing a warning finger): "Mark!"
What I appreciated most was how the variety of shots gave me so much more insight into the Rule of Space. I had always simple-mindedly seen it as a flat, 2-dimensional, left to right kind of thing. For some reason, I never thought of it as up and down, or in and out. Or that things could be moving out of the space as well as into it. Or that there could be several "spaces" in one picture.
Take Pauline's "People in the Field" shot, for instance -- the Rule of Space was demonstrated in at least five different ways.
BUTLER: "Wait a minute! I'm looking at your plan for this blog and you are going to break your "Rule of Six" and post seven pictures!
Butler is right, of course. But I decided I could get away with it if I defaced Pauline's picture and pretended to use it as an example. That way it wouldn't actually count toward the six limit. To see the original without the ugly yellow lines, you can go to Pauline's blog.
So now, pretending that the picture above doesn't count as a spotlight...