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16/20.

That's how many times I was able to pull aces out of my stupid deck. It would have been something like 15/16, but the last several cards I hit a cold streak.

....It's darn freaky. posted by losir at 10:07 PM

Taking pictures in Toronto is a bloody hard thing to do.

Especially if you're aiming your lens at a reflective building downtown.

While on a photographic fodder hunt with ol navi in the heart of downtown where all the suits work, a dude in a cheapy Walmart jacket and tie walks purposely over with a security guard in tow, screaming "Excuse me. Excuse me!"

"Can we know what your interest is in this building?"

"Err, why, what's it to you?" I stand-offishly reply.

"Well, we just want to know if you're terrorists." He shoots back, without blinking an eye.

"How many friggin' Chinese terrorists have you seen on TV?" I say, now upset.

He stutters, then mumble something about it doesn't matter your nationality.

Anyway, I tell him, "Don't worry about it."

He says, "It's my job to worry about it."

I give up finally, "We're interested in your reflections."

Ol Navi and I turn to walk away. I stop, rush back, and scream, "Hey buddy, there were two old ladies that were also taking pictures of your building, I don't see you chasing them down and harassing them."

"We saw them before we saw you."

....I felt like a second-class citizen. posted by losir at 1:55 AM

I have a nagging feeling that photography is no longer for me.

I took a day off from work to go shooting with ol navi, and the hour that we prowled around downtown, I took a total of 36 pictures, knowing that at least 5-10 were bad to begin with.

I still love the process, but I don't have the gumption to pull the trigger. Maybe I'm shy, maybe I'm intimidated by ol navi's technique and equipment, but whatever the case, I wasn't feeling it.

I think when I shoot, I need to be completely alone.

....Maybe that's it. posted by losir at 2:12 AM

I am by far the biggest loser I know.

I had left over Indian food from Thursday afternoon that I was going to polish off Monday at lunch.

There was enough sauces and meat, but not enough rice to satisfy a Chinese guy (me). So I figure I'd go down to the cafe to buy a bowl/plate of white rice.

Just my luck the cafe was indeed serving a rice dish. I walked over to the guy and said, "Just a plain rice to go."

"You don't want anything in it?" asked the server/cook.

"Nope, just plain white rice please." I cheerily reply.

"Nothing. No meats, no veg?"

"Nah, just plain white rice please." I again repeat, less cheerily.

"Sure?"

"Errr... Yep, just plain white rice please. To go." I chant for the third time, all semblance of jolly saint Nick out of my voice.

The cook scoops several spoonful into a take-out dish, and hands it over to me.

I carry it over to the cash, and showed that I was buying plain white rice.

"That'll be $3.96."

"Wait." I said in shock. "You want me to pay four dollars for rice. Four bucks for plain rice?? Are you joking me? Four dollars for nothing but P-L-A-I-N rice?!"

The lady replies, irritated, "It's your choice."

First thought was to pay for the rice and then throw it on the floor. At least someone would have to clean it up, and that would be worth my four dollars. But my stomach reminded me just how hungry I was, and I looked around. My fellow workers were giving me the "Shut up and pay for your food" look.

I handed a fiver, and she gave me change. Rad was looking at me like I was tripping on meth. "You just paid four bucks for rice, you know that?"

"Don't remind me."

"For that price," chided Rad. "You could have bought two large fries with gravy - and you'd get change back."

....I am a BIG loser. posted by losir at 3:37 AM