Thom called.Â He wanted to know was I home and could he come over for a demonstration in adding photos to blogs?Â I told him I was home and he was welcome to visit.
A bit later the phone rang.Â Again it was Thom.Â He asked what I wanted from Starbucks.Â I thanked him and told him I wanted nothing.Â He said he was getting me something, and I was going to have to drink it, so it would probably be best if I told him what I liked.Â I saw the sense in that and requested a Mocha Latte.Â He brought me two.
After the yummy coffee cake (he brought that, too) was eaten and some beverages were sipped, we dove into the innards of our blogs, he on his baby laptop and I on my monster desktop.Â I showed him how I post a photo and get the text to wrap.Â He was most appreciative of the info.
Then he showed me how to add widgets to my blog (it is a bit different when one owns one ‘s own website, although we did find a lovely widget installing widget).Â We kicked around a few other topics and even discussed all of you — but only in the nicest ways, like, “How long have you known …” And,Â “Who is related to who and how?” And, “What do you mean this person and that person are the same person?Â They have two different names!” And, “How the hell many blogs do you have, anyway?!”
Then we got around to discussing Thom’s blog.Â That’s when I remembered this post: Photos From Nevada, and the comment Bill made wondering about photos of Thom.Â So I grabbed my camera.Â I wanted to take a photo of Thom to share with all of you.
I pointed the camera at Thom and it would not work.Â It kept going crazy and refused to focus.
Okay, I thought.Â We’ll do it the hard way.Â I took the camera off auto-focus, and sighted the picture manually — and the shutter wouldn’t engage.Â No matter how hard I pushed the button or how long I held it, the shutter didn’t click.
I took the lens off the camera and put it back on.Â I tried again — both manually and auto-focus.Â The shutter wouldn’t engage.Â Thom went about poking around the internet and ignoring my hysterical, “My camera won’t work!” rants.
Then OC came into the room.Â I pointed the camera at him and pushed the button.Â Click.Â I got a photo of OC.
Cool, I thought.Â The lens must not have been attached properly.Â I pointed the camera at Thom, pushed the button — and the shutter did not engage.Â That’s when I realized:
Thom is a vampire.
I thought you would probably want to know.