Guess I’ll Prolly Try to Call ‘em

Hiker taking what appears to be a self-portrait - while standing on a slimed rock.

There’s been a lot of anxiety recently. Hard to go through so many ups-and-downs. Various. I have never, and never plan to, go visit those idiotic Theme Parks. A grown and responsible citizen, after all.

Then, my professional camera arrived. Good trade, in my opinion. Wow, I no longer belong to the Detroit Pistons organization... On the other hand, I can know convincingly take 3 different photos with distinct POV when I endingly meet L. James (SF — CLE). I don’t actually enjoy playing ball… well, no more, that’s for sure.

Our applicant’s vertical leap = around a foot! Bad. Undeserving, also. Doesn’t help that your Small Forward is listed at 6'2" (with shoes). No problem. Why don’t you try watching Space Jam. I mean, the real one. Featuring: “Sir” Charles “Round Mound of the Rebound” Barkley. He ought to belong to the impressionist branch, afaik.

You see, I had to actually pay some fella to write my resumé. No wonder.