<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20213326</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:24:28.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HEY CAMERA"MAN"</title><subtitle type='html'>Just a few rantings, ravings, comments and concerns from ~~ A brand new, super green, FEMALE, news PHOTOGRAPHER, in an ultra small market!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heycameraman.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20213326/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heycameraman.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>DVCPRO~WOMAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07022368328555930875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20213326.post-114014467634221051</id><published>2006-02-16T18:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T18:51:16.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flying kites and Rollerblades.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;As a treat to myself for reaching my 10%, at ww, I decided to buy a stunt kite and rollerblades. I figured I would try celebrating with "activity" type things instead of the typical food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried out rollerblades earlier today..OMG! I guess it has been awhile. lol... I didn't fall but I was all over the place. Yikes! Hopefully I will improve fast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I bought the kite. The guy says..."it is probably best if you start flying it with someone else...they can hold the kite and help you get it in the air until you are more comfortable with it" ...I think..."whatever old guy, I can get this thing in the air and it will rock"....I do..go crazy trying to get the stupid thing in the stupid air. I crashed it at least 10 time and the stupid lines kept crossing..ugh..guess he knew what he was talking about afterall! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..I still applaud myself for the effort! Hopefully I will be a rollerblading, kite flying babe in no time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20213326-114014467634221051?l=heycameraman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heycameraman.blogspot.com/feeds/114014467634221051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20213326&amp;postID=114014467634221051' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20213326/posts/default/114014467634221051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20213326/posts/default/114014467634221051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heycameraman.blogspot.com/2006/02/flying-kites-and-rollerblades.html' title='Flying kites and Rollerblades.'/><author><name>DVCPRO~WOMAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07022368328555930875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20213326.post-113993609125773523</id><published>2006-02-14T08:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T06:59:16.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I love Dick....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Cheney that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has kept me extremely busy this week. Well, actually I am one of the lucky ones. I spent all day Sunday camped out at the hospital. Since then I have had little to do with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was awesome. I was the first person at the hospital. With the exception of the Caller-Times guy(who says he got a photo of Cheney leaving in his car but the photo wasn't any good). As the day progressed more and more media showed up. What amazes me the most is that the Houston station was the first out of town bunch to come in and yet....they had the longest drive. Hmmm, interesting. Anyway, standing around watching all of the other stations set up was cool. Can I just say that one San Antonio station has an amazing lighting set up and I want it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here are a few pictures I took here and there. Nothing to special but thought I would share anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/320/hospital%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok, this is the lighting set up I would like someone to steel for me. Look how great she looks!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/320/hospital%204%20kiii.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;This is our local competitor. Gibson was all excited because he had pellets with him. He couldn't wait to show them to me or his photog. Hmm, yeah, I really wasn't impressed. By the way, our live shots were set up right next to each other. His looked terrible...mine...PERFECTION!! Just sayin'...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/320/hospital%203%20ktrk.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is the bunch from Houston. Well, the guy in the red, his name is Ram, is from our local competitor. Steve, the photographer, is great. At first I think he hated me. :( But after I asked him questions about lighting he warmed up. This was the highlight of our conversation...me, "So, what effect does that lighting have on your shot?"...him..."It doesn't, I have real shitty equipment and the stand won't stay up." (one of his lights was at a very low angle..not something you see very often) And I think Art, the reporter, was getting mad at me. Ha, while he was trying to do his stand ups he would either mess up or the wind would move the lights around. They would stop and start over again and again. I was just sitting in my truck laughing the whole time. HA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/320/hospital%204%20kens.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Surrounded by sat trucks. I just couldn't stop staring at them all! I was amazed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/320/hospital%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;More of the amazing light shot and sat trucks. You can kinda see them over to the right. There are three in a row.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20213326-113993609125773523?l=heycameraman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heycameraman.blogspot.com/feeds/113993609125773523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20213326&amp;postID=113993609125773523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20213326/posts/default/113993609125773523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20213326/posts/default/113993609125773523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heycameraman.blogspot.com/2006/02/why-i-love-dick.html' title='Why I love Dick....'/><author><name>DVCPRO~WOMAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07022368328555930875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20213326.post-113942888524296556</id><published>2006-02-08T11:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T12:01:25.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new heart rate monitor.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.baselinefitness.com/Polar-F4-bk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.baselinefitness.com/Polar-F4-bk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ok. I am here to say that I am absolutely in love with my new heart rate monitor. It is awesome. It tells me everything I need to know,and then some, about my workouts! Not only that....but the guy that assisted me in my purchase...HOT! I am defiantly going back to that store for future health product purchases!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20213326-113942888524296556?l=heycameraman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heycameraman.blogspot.com/feeds/113942888524296556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20213326&amp;postID=113942888524296556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20213326/posts/default/113942888524296556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20213326/posts/default/113942888524296556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heycameraman.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-new-heart-rate-monitor.html' title='My new heart rate monitor.'/><author><name>DVCPRO~WOMAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07022368328555930875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20213326.post-113907222339808575</id><published>2006-02-04T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T08:57:03.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drug deal on tape!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;Ok, maybe for normal people out there it isn't a big deal,however, I am not normal so I am really excited!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;Last night a reporter and I set out undercover in search of panhandlers for a series he is doing. We drove around forever without much luck. We came across a cop we know and he told us the best place to check out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;As soon as we get there we spot 3 guys who are looking a bit shady. Officers pulled up into the parking lot just after we did and they went into the store to get coffee, snacks or whatever. So you think these guys would walk away or something. Nope. They asked a few people for money(which is was we were looking for...yeah!) then they went to the side of the building. In plain sight they started to trade money and what I am assuming were drugs. I caught it all on tape!! Ok, so I am easily amused. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;I don't think we will use it for his story but just the fact that I was there to tape it amazes me. The nerve of people just doing it in plain site.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20213326-113907222339808575?l=heycameraman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heycameraman.blogspot.com/feeds/113907222339808575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20213326&amp;postID=113907222339808575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20213326/posts/default/113907222339808575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20213326/posts/default/113907222339808575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heycameraman.blogspot.com/2006/02/drug-deal-on-tape.html' title='Drug deal on tape!!!'/><author><name>DVCPRO~WOMAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07022368328555930875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20213326.post-113843396451371118</id><published>2006-01-27T23:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T23:39:24.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Navy plane down...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;Well, it has been awhile since I have posted.  I have actually been pretty busy lately.  It's driving me crazy and I am in desperate need of a vacation.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;Anyway, I spent my whole day camped out in front of a navy plane that went down.  It was a practice run.  A trainee and trainer were both killed.  Only a couple of weeks ago another crashed but luckily everyone got out ok.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;It litterally landed in a very tiny field, more like a vacant lot,  surrounded by houses.  It had the potential to be much worse.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;So I camped out from 4pm until 10pm for our 1min live shot.  We had the better view of the crash site and we didn't want to let the other station take advantage of it.  So I read a book, played games, watched tv, talked with the navy guys, watched more tv(with the photog from the other station)...yes..it was a very long boring day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20213326-113843396451371118?l=heycameraman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heycameraman.blogspot.com/feeds/113843396451371118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20213326&amp;postID=113843396451371118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20213326/posts/default/113843396451371118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20213326/posts/default/113843396451371118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heycameraman.blogspot.com/2006/01/navy-plane-down.html' title='Navy plane down...'/><author><name>DVCPRO~WOMAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07022368328555930875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20213326.post-113700957925357240</id><published>2006-01-11T11:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T11:59:39.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yikes!  I better start cleaning...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wow, I came across this story today and all I can say is.....my house is going to be sparkling in no time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;http://www.local6.com/news/5917330/detail.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20213326-113700957925357240?l=heycameraman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heycameraman.blogspot.com/feeds/113700957925357240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20213326&amp;postID=113700957925357240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20213326/posts/default/113700957925357240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20213326/posts/default/113700957925357240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heycameraman.blogspot.com/2006/01/yikes-i-better-start-cleaning.html' title='Yikes!  I better start cleaning...'/><author><name>DVCPRO~WOMAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07022368328555930875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20213326.post-113679189712893859</id><published>2006-01-08T23:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T23:31:37.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Talk about revenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FORT SUMNER, N.M. (Jan. 8) - A mouse got its revenge against a homeowner who tried to dispose of it in a pile of burning leaves. The blazing creature returned to the man's house and set it on fire.&lt;br /&gt;Luciano Mares, 81, of Fort Sumner said he caught the mouse inside his house and wanted to get rid of it.&lt;br /&gt;"I had some leaves burning outside, so I threw it in the fire, and the mouse was on fire and ran back at the house," Mares said from a motel room Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Village Fire Chief Juan Chavez said the burning mouse ran to just beneath a window of the nearby home. The flames spread up the window and throughout the house.&lt;br /&gt;All contents of the home were destroyed, he said. No injuries were reported.&lt;br /&gt;Unseasonably dry and windy conditions have charred more than 53,000 acres and destroyed 10 homes in southeastern New Mexico in recent weeks.&lt;br /&gt;"I've seen numerous house fires," village Fire Department Capt. Jim Lyssy said, "but nothing as unique as this one."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20213326-113679189712893859?l=heycameraman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heycameraman.blogspot.com/feeds/113679189712893859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20213326&amp;postID=113679189712893859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20213326/posts/default/113679189712893859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20213326/posts/default/113679189712893859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heycameraman.blogspot.com/2006/01/talk-about-revenge.html' title='Talk about revenge'/><author><name>DVCPRO~WOMAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07022368328555930875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20213326.post-113678554647047769</id><published>2006-01-08T21:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T23:10:11.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ground"ed" Beef</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Disclaimer~~All pictures shown where taken with my personal camera off of a tv monitor because I was a ding dong and left my camera in the car while shooting this video!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a day I had today. I go from a funeral, to a gas leak, to none other than....a cow stuck in the river. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/320/cow%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Poor thing was there at least 1 full day. The sheriffs deputies arrived along with the local volunteer fire department. The deputies were nice enough to play "Bad Boys" over their loud speaker to give the vfd "moral support". (since they were the ones who actually got down and dirty) The vfd boat can be seen under the yellow arrow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/320/vfd%20boat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; She was not to happy to see the river rescuers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/320/cow%20and%20vfd.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/320/cow%20and%20vfd%205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; For two hours they tried everything...&lt;br /&gt;They pulled.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/320/cow%20and%20vfd%203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;They thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/320/cow%20and%20vfd%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;They pushed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/320/cow%20and%20vfd%204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Then this bright bunch of boaters came cruising by. They thought it would be fun to do donuts in the middle of the river in front of the beef brigade. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/320/boat%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;These guys...didn't feel the same.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/320/boat%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; They were "smart" enough to come back by...the men in green quickly summoned them to shore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/320/boat%203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; There are benefits that come along with beings friends with local law enforcement...They will give you a show.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/320/boat%205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; After walking them as close to me as possible..(without really making it obvious what they were doing...giving me fun video)they proceeded with they sobriety tests. (they were released)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/320/boat%206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; As for the cow...we gave her 15min. of fame. And boy did she sizzle. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/320/cow%20and%20vfd%207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Long after leaving the scene, my favorite deputy called me up and said she made it out ok and was once again up on her feet. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/320/cow%20and%20vfd%208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lucky for her...that's one more day grill free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20213326-113678554647047769?l=heycameraman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heycameraman.blogspot.com/feeds/113678554647047769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20213326&amp;postID=113678554647047769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20213326/posts/default/113678554647047769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20213326/posts/default/113678554647047769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heycameraman.blogspot.com/2006/01/grounded-beef.html' title='Ground&quot;ed&quot; Beef'/><author><name>DVCPRO~WOMAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07022368328555930875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20213326.post-113661287425072312</id><published>2006-01-06T21:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T21:47:54.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beginnings, Endings, and Sore Backs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Well, today has been interesting to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Beginning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;1:59 ~ get to work and look at board. Apparently I have a shoot at 2:00. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;2:15 ~ I am finally on my way to the United Way to see the celebration for their new director. Turns out the waited for me. Hmm, other photogs didn't look to happy. Congrats Mrs. Katrina (I don't want to butcher your last name). Very sweet lady. Turned out to be a pleasant time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;2:45 ~ Call desk. "Ok, I'm done here, got anything else for me?" I hear, "Uuhhh, yeah I want you to go the Police Chiefs going away party, just spray it for a quick vo." I say, "Ok, is it at the police station?" I hear, "Hmmm, good question. I'm not to sure where it is." WHAT! How in the world can you send me an event like that and not know where the heck it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;2:50 ~ Figure out, on my own, Police Chief shindig will be at 6th floor at City Hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;2:55 ~ Riding elevator to 6th floor. Get out. Realize I am on 5th floor. Push up button and wait...and wait...and wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;2:57 ~ Door opens. I see an elevator full of men. Like the Police Chief and other members of the police dept. and city council. I say, "Hi!". Everyone says hi back. I squeeze into elevator with tripod and all. I then proceed to knock the lens of my camera to the crotch of a council member. Hmm, this can't be good. They all laugh and say I'll get sued for assault. HA HA HA. Yeah, that really isn't funny.&lt;br /&gt;Farewell chief! (and good luck on your run for sheriff)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sore Back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;7:25 ~ Get to ABC to shoot hockey game. Scary security lady makes me giver my number in case she needs to call me. What! Why would she need to call me! Freak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;7:30 ~ Game starts. Try to get video of number 41. As you may recall, he is the guy that my mom is in love with. As I am checking him out, I realize he is missing several teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;7:50 ~ Fight erupts in middle of ice. (we won that part of the match)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;8:15 ~ Back itches. I scratch. I quickly realize...I can't feel my back! I assume this can't be good! It was actually numb. Hmmm. Maybe I should have used the sticks after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;8:20 ~ Meet up with owner of team. Ask him if he is going to fire the coach. (our team likes to lose) He says no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;8:35 ~ Period two begins. Back is killing me. The "official" team photographer won't quit talking to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;9:00 ~ Is my back still attacked to my body. I feel nothing. Hmm, I am thinking this still can't be good. Fight breaks out. This time it is literally everyone on the ice. Makes for great video!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;9:15 ~ Leave. Scary security lady waves by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;9:20 ~ Finally, back at station. Take a feed. Have to tell guy who's been a photog longer than me how to use the laptop over the phone. geeezzz. Sports guy wants me to do all his work. ugh. Did I mention my back still hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20213326-113661287425072312?l=heycameraman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heycameraman.blogspot.com/feeds/113661287425072312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20213326&amp;postID=113661287425072312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20213326/posts/default/113661287425072312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20213326/posts/default/113661287425072312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heycameraman.blogspot.com/2006/01/beginnings-endings-and-sore-backs.html' title='Beginnings, Endings, and Sore Backs.'/><author><name>DVCPRO~WOMAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07022368328555930875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20213326.post-113649514628050234</id><published>2006-01-05T12:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T13:05:46.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh yeah, something happened yesterday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; Being from Texas it is easy to forget about football. I mean come on..how popular could it possibly be. Only from birth are Texans raised to be die hard Cowboy, Longhorn, and Aggie fans. Of course the last two are more of a family tradition choice...which means there is no choice. So the majority on both sides of my family...drum roll...Horns. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;My dear ol' mom couldn't even get through dinner last night at Chili's without staring at the TV. I was outside grilling earlier this morning and happened to see a Horns flag flying on a boat nearby. Last night a fellow photog friend of mine risked his life to buy me a Horns championship ballcap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Hmmm, so I might as well say it now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;WHOOOOOOOOO YEAHHHHHHHH AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;GO HORNS! GO HORNS! GO HORNS! GO HORNS! GO HORNS! GO HORNS!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.caller2.com/multimedia/photos/rosefinal/images/32rose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.caller2.com/multimedia/photos/rosefinal/images/36rose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.caller2.com/multimedia/photos/rosefinal/images/46rose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.caller2.com/multimedia/photos/rosefinal/images/47rose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.caller2.com/multimedia/photos/rosefinal/images/50rose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.caller2.com/multimedia/photos/rosefinal/images/52rose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://f.screensavers.com/migration/wp/fb_hooked_215.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20213326-113649514628050234?l=heycameraman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heycameraman.blogspot.com/feeds/113649514628050234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20213326&amp;postID=113649514628050234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20213326/posts/default/113649514628050234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20213326/posts/default/113649514628050234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heycameraman.blogspot.com/2006/01/oh-yeah-something-happened-yesterday.html' title='Oh yeah, something happened yesterday.'/><author><name>DVCPRO~WOMAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07022368328555930875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20213326.post-113648928643832239</id><published>2006-01-05T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T11:28:06.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a wonderful day to be single...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Ok, so I work in the news business and yet I still find myself behind in the news. I was wondering around the ol' net and came across an incredibly "sticky" story. It seems long ago love went astray from two hot and heavy lovers. When one gets upset..what happens? Well, find out for yourself. All I can say is, what a wonderful day to be single.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thepittsburghchannel.com/news/5235856/detail.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ThePittsburghChannel.com - Channel 4 Action News - Civil Suit Goes To Court: A Scorned Lover, Glue And A Naked Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20213326-113648928643832239?l=heycameraman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heycameraman.blogspot.com/feeds/113648928643832239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20213326&amp;postID=113648928643832239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20213326/posts/default/113648928643832239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20213326/posts/default/113648928643832239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heycameraman.blogspot.com/2006/01/what-wonderful-day-to-be-single.html' title='What a wonderful day to be single...'/><author><name>DVCPRO~WOMAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07022368328555930875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20213326.post-113648722454915648</id><published>2006-01-05T10:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T10:53:44.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you a fan of Bill O'Reilly?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://graphics.jsonline.com/graphics/owlive/img/mar02/letterman032802_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://graphics.jsonline.com/graphics/owlive/img/mar02/letterman032802_big.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theexperiment.org/media/ohreallyLG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.theexperiment.org/media/ohreallyLG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;NO! Well, me either! I know thousands of people adore him...but...hmm..well..I'll be nice. So now I ask, are you a fan of Letterman? NO! Well, me either! However, I was witness to something that changed my mind for a brief moment in time. If you're bored and feelin' brave, check it out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://homepage.mac.com/mkoldys/iblog/C168863457/E20060104004124/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'About 60% of What You Say Is Crap'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20213326-113648722454915648?l=heycameraman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heycameraman.blogspot.com/feeds/113648722454915648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20213326&amp;postID=113648722454915648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20213326/posts/default/113648722454915648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20213326/posts/default/113648722454915648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heycameraman.blogspot.com/2006/01/are-you-fan-of-bill-oreilly.html' title='Are you a fan of Bill O&apos;Reilly?'/><author><name>DVCPRO~WOMAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07022368328555930875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20213326.post-113635928628985217</id><published>2006-01-03T22:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T23:21:26.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who wants to die?!?  YIKES!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The other day an interesting story came across the wires. Curious as we news folk are, we dove right in to get all the juicy details. The story was none other than... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/200/elmo%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;That's right. That lovable, cuddly, cute, furry friend Elmo.  It is an interactive book that attempts to get kids interested in potty training.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/200/elmo%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Now you might ask yourself, "What in the world could be wrong with cute, cuddly, Elmo." Well it seems he and his friend "Little David" are spreading a scary message to young kids.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/200/elmo%203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some say there is hidden meaning in the so called "Potty Training" book. When you hit this button...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/200/elmo%204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you are supposed to hear "{giggle,giggle} &lt;giggle&gt;Who wants to go!". Instead, the reader hears, "{menacing giggle,giggle} Who wants to die!". What the??.......Oh my goodness!!!...Could this really be so??&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/200/elmo%205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That's when our, ever dependable, weekend Meteorologist stepped in. "Hey, I have that book!", he exclaimed. Much to our amazement, he really did.(and yes, he has kids) Sure enough, he brought it by to be examined by our panel of "experts". Upon further investigation, we have concluded that it does infact say "{menacing giggle, giggle} Who wants to die!".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Check it out and decide for yourself...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.local6.com/video/5793961/detail.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Toddler's Talking Elmo Book Asks 'Who Wants To Die?' - Local6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20213326-113635928628985217?l=heycameraman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heycameraman.blogspot.com/feeds/113635928628985217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20213326&amp;postID=113635928628985217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20213326/posts/default/113635928628985217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20213326/posts/default/113635928628985217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heycameraman.blogspot.com/2006/01/who-wants-to-die-yikes.html' title='Who wants to die?!?  YIKES!'/><author><name>DVCPRO~WOMAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07022368328555930875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20213326.post-113635603787423197</id><published>2006-01-03T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T22:46:49.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How I Spent My New Years Morning...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok, I swear I am almost done catching up on my New Years stuff...then it's back to the same ol' stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1~After moms happy new year scream we were promptly covered in metallic confetti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/200/confetti.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still pulling teeny tiny pieces from various locations on my body!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2~Mom drank it up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/200/mom%20drinking%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3~Fireworks began&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/200/fireworks%2010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/200/fireworks%2011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/200/fireworks%2012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4~Mom picked confetti out of her drink&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/200/mom%20picking%20confetti.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5~More fireworks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/200/fireworks%2013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/200/fireworks%2014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/200/fireworks%2015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6~Everyone enjoyed watching the fireworks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/200/mom%20pj%20harvey%20firworks.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hmmm, is mom still picking at her champagne&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7~Fireworks appeared over so everyone split...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/200/fireworks%20over%206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/200/fireworks%20over%204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/200/fireworks%20over%205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8~Mom drank it up some more&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="135" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/200/mom%20drinking%201.jpg" width="201" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After all that..we finally set forth into our new year..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Welcome 2006&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20213326-113635603787423197?l=heycameraman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heycameraman.blogspot.com/feeds/113635603787423197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20213326&amp;postID=113635603787423197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20213326/posts/default/113635603787423197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20213326/posts/default/113635603787423197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heycameraman.blogspot.com/2006/01/how-i-spent-my-new-years-morning.html' title='How I Spent My New Years Morning...'/><author><name>DVCPRO~WOMAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07022368328555930875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20213326.post-113631394956199010</id><published>2006-01-03T10:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T10:45:49.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How I Spent My New Years Eve After Work...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;1~Met up with mom at Tux and Pucks party.(The local hockey teams NYE party)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/200/mom.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2~Met up with her friends PJ and Harvey.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/200/pj%20harvey%20mom%202.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3~Watched mom get extremely excited about the game worn jersey she won in the after game auction. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/200/mom%20with%20jersey%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This thing was soaking wet and smelled like..ugh..you don't even want to know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/200/mom%20with%20jersey%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I was very cool to watch her win it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;4~Watched mom buy champagne&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/200/mom%20buying%20drinks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;5~Enjoyed the beautiful view&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/200/lex%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;6~Watched kids breakdance &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/200/kids%20breakdancing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I had no clue it was still so popular to breakdance. Whew, talk about flashback from my own childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;8~Watched love birds&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/200/lovebirds.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;9~Countdown to 2006..5..4..3..2..1.......&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/200/mom%20happy%20new%20year.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Then it was 2006...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20213326-113631394956199010?l=heycameraman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heycameraman.blogspot.com/feeds/113631394956199010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20213326&amp;postID=113631394956199010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20213326/posts/default/113631394956199010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20213326/posts/default/113631394956199010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heycameraman.blogspot.com/2006/01/how-i-spent-my-new-years-eve-after.html' title='How I Spent My New Years Eve After Work...'/><author><name>DVCPRO~WOMAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07022368328555930875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20213326.post-113627525854437006</id><published>2006-01-02T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T00:01:01.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How I Spent My New Years Eve At Work....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My day at work consisted of... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1~going on a live shot... &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/200/look%20familiar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Look Familiar!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2~watching Roxy attempt to make magic...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/200/roxy%20hard%20at%20work%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3~Looked at smog downtown from live site...ewww&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/200/eww%20smog%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4~Getting yelled at by firework stand #1 because we were "scaring away business"&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/200/hurting%20business.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HELLO! There was no one here when we arrived and you are right next door to another stand...freak!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5~Came back to the station and watched producer talk to fiance on phone.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/200/s%20talking%20to%20s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mushy mushy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6~Watched anchor watch himself on web&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/200/a%20looking.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;zzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7~Listen to scanner row&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/200/scanner%20row.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I really need to learn law enforcement/fire scanner chatter...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8~Watched producer watch anchor watch himself on web&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/200/a%20s%20looking%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9~ Listen to more of this...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/200/scanner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As you can tell, I lead a very unproductive, unexciting day. Please don't tell me I will ever go through a day like this again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20213326-113627525854437006?l=heycameraman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heycameraman.blogspot.com/feeds/113627525854437006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20213326&amp;postID=113627525854437006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20213326/posts/default/113627525854437006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20213326/posts/default/113627525854437006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heycameraman.blogspot.com/2006/01/how-i-spent-my-new-years-eve-at-work.html' title='How I Spent My New Years Eve At Work....'/><author><name>DVCPRO~WOMAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07022368328555930875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20213326.post-113600926296163476</id><published>2005-12-30T21:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T22:07:42.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wait...Who are you again???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ok...so I fudged up. First story~~ go to Republican Headquarters and get video and info of some guy running for judge..or something. I was already off to a bad start because I didn't know where the freaking headquarters were. Ugh, after calling my list 'o photogs, no help at all, I find it on my own. Walk in same time as other photog, look around and spot other photogs and some guy. All talking amongst themselves, I take it upon myself to butt in. I say " Hey, do you guys know where he is going to set up?". Innocent enough. I hear, "I will be setting up over there at that podium." Hmmm, feeling rather stupid I say, "Oh, aaaaa, ok." That anonymous man standing amongst the other photogs was the freaking guy that was running! Geezzz, how stupid can I be?!? Oh well, I'm sure worse will happen.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20213326-113600926296163476?l=heycameraman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heycameraman.blogspot.com/feeds/113600926296163476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20213326&amp;postID=113600926296163476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20213326/posts/default/113600926296163476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20213326/posts/default/113600926296163476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heycameraman.blogspot.com/2005/12/waitwho-are-you-again.html' title='Wait...Who are you again???'/><author><name>DVCPRO~WOMAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07022368328555930875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20213326.post-113588291371029310</id><published>2005-12-29T10:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T12:17:48.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weight Watchers here I come!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/1600/me%201.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/320/me%201.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Over the past several weeks I have been having an inner battle with myself. Should I go to Weight Watchers or should I just continue to be a squishy news photographer. I figure, being a news photographer requires some sort of fitness level...right?? Of course I mention that to the in shape guys I work with and a few from other stations and they say,"The only thing that needs to be in shape is your right shoulder, arm and hand." What?!?! Are they kidding me?!?! Shouldn't I be able to literally run around (with a camera and possibly sticks), shouldn't I be able to get up and down easily for those unique shots or to get out of the way (I don't really know where that one was going), shouldn't I be prepared to walk up numerous flights of stairs, or how about going up in a helicopter or airplane ( I know the pilot would take one look at me and say, "HELL NO".) anyway you can see this list growing quickly, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I did it! I went to my first weight watchers meeting last night. It was actually more entertaining than anything else. No to mention there was a girl there, right next to me, who I went to high school with. Ha!! You're not skinny anymore bee~atch! Ok, sorry I just had to release a bit there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is, be on the look out for that new, hot, sexy, female news photographer in a town near you!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20213326-113588291371029310?l=heycameraman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heycameraman.blogspot.com/feeds/113588291371029310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20213326&amp;postID=113588291371029310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20213326/posts/default/113588291371029310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20213326/posts/default/113588291371029310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heycameraman.blogspot.com/2005/12/weight-watchers-here-i-come.html' title='Weight Watchers here I come!!!'/><author><name>DVCPRO~WOMAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07022368328555930875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20213326.post-113578744287564536</id><published>2005-12-28T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T09:28:08.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring news times...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/1600/live%20shot%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/200/live%20shot%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Well, it seems that boring time has once again rolled around. Yesterday my first assignment was a live shot out near a fireworks stand. Don't light them in your house, don't take them into the city, it's dangerous, blah, blah, blah. Hmmm, and what do you suppose I did the day before. Well, my first assignment was to go to a fireworks stand and set up a live shot. Don't light them in your house, don't take them into the city, it's dangerous, blah, blah, blah. The same exact b.s. This is my first experience with a "boring news" period. I can already tell you...I DON'T LIKE IT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/1600/reporter%201%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/200/reporter%201%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;I have been shooting now for a month and a half. I feel like that is more than enough practice time. I am ready for something big and challenging. It doesn't help that we only have one reporter at night. He very very very rarely picks me to go out with him. I can understand why but, come on already. I can't possibly suck that bad! Right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20213326-113578744287564536?l=heycameraman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heycameraman.blogspot.com/feeds/113578744287564536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20213326&amp;postID=113578744287564536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20213326/posts/default/113578744287564536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20213326/posts/default/113578744287564536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heycameraman.blogspot.com/2005/12/boring-news-times.html' title='Boring news times...'/><author><name>DVCPRO~WOMAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07022368328555930875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20213326.post-113575192381507759</id><published>2005-12-27T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T22:42:23.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A brief intro of me.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/1600/news%20room%201.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/200/news%20room%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Hello, I am a 20 something, college grad, geocaching, Harry Potter fan, vinyl record loving, female news photographer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;I have been in the news business, a record, 3 years. I say a record because, I always knew that I never wanted to work in the news business. I even made it a point not to intern for one of the local stations. "Why bother!", I said to myself. However, when you are desperate for a job, know someone in the business, somewhat knowledgeable with some of the equipment, and there is a job opening...well....you know. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/1600/live%20shot%201.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="187" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7648/2020/320/live%20shot%201.1.jpg" width="276" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;What was originally a part~time editing job has now blossomed into a full time News Photographer. And yes, I wanted to put some stress on NEWS PHOTOGRAPHER. I am not a cameraman. For one I am a woman....and two I am an "arteest". Ok, well that last one is stretching it but, I am trying my darndest. When I think cameraman I think studio camera operator, and that I am most certainly..... NOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20213326-113575192381507759?l=heycameraman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heycameraman.blogspot.com/feeds/113575192381507759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20213326&amp;postID=113575192381507759' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20213326/posts/default/113575192381507759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20213326/posts/default/113575192381507759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heycameraman.blogspot.com/2005/12/brief-intro-of-me.html' title='A brief intro of me.....'/><author><name>DVCPRO~WOMAN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07022368328555930875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
