Well, after a month and a half of writing and jamming, I can add another pastime to my list: Photography. Not that I can post any of the pictures I take here on the Internet. They are not mine to post. They belong to my employers, which is fair, since they provide me with the film and the camera.
What is this secretive, enigmatic employment I speak of? Is it some kind of spy work? FBI? Bird watching? Good guess, and kind of. While I haven't seen hide nor hair of Xena the Hawk for a while, I have been seeing a lot of ducks...
That's right. I take pictures of ducks. Professionally.
I get the feeling that I'll get tired of hearing the chorus of "YMCA" play as the tours roll in, but not yet.
In the meantime, I get to stand around trying not to get sunburned and meet small waves of tourist/passengers and take their picture and guide them towards their boat/bus contraption. After an hour and a half, when the passengers return, I sell the picture to them. Enough boats come in and go out every half-hour that you keep yourself pretty busy. It's pretty fun.
At about 4:00, the shadow of the space needle falls over our tiny parking lot. It's pretty cool. A short eclipse.
Anyhow, now I can add Photography to the list of professional (however loosely defined) trades I have held, joining Technical Support, Driving, Machining, and Hospitality. Whereas when it comes to the trade of Writing, probably my strongest skill, I am still an amateur.
Weird.
I've always wanted to go on a duck. Maybe you can photoshop me into a picture of a duck plunging into the water. That way I can live my dream vicariously.
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