So, I went out, in all of my glorious spasticity, and tried taking a couple pics. Bouncy, bouncy, bouncy.
The pics were all crap, beyond blurred. The F stop is manually set, aperture open longer...need a steady hand. so, I got pissed, and went to bed. G. could tell i was pissy, and asked me if i wanted him to either take the pic for me, or if i wanted him to go stand oout back, as a human anchor, so that I could lean on him. I said no,grumbling. After about 15 minutes, he drifted off. Seriously, this guy could sleep hanging from a meat hook. I was determined to get a pic that wasnt blurry. So, Rommel and i headed back outside. I sat my ass down, braced myself by leaning heavily into the porch, and I finally got one. yay. small victories make me all happy.
here are a couple shots of this big, beautiful bastard.