And film. My new film developer (who replaced my old camera shop that was gutted by fire) has gotten out of the film side of the business to do nothing but prints. I didn't know there was that much demand for black and white prints. I have two undeveloped rolls on the desk, one of which may be blank because I think I screwed it up when I loaded it in the F3 and the film never left the canister as I was shooting those (incredible, once in a lifetime, hands down Pulitzer Prize winning) pictures.

You're not supposed screw up like that when you're pretending to be a "photographer" and you damned well never admit it (aloud) because people will point. No need to be bashful now, that particular cat is long out of the bag, no way to get it back. One advantage of growing old(er) is you realize it's better to admit your sad condition than pretend. It's like the time you discovered you couldn't walk on water even with all that advance press. (You learn it's OK to float.) But I digress.

Later. Well, I moved the collapsed cardboard boxes on either side of the stereo down to the locker above my parking space in the garage and set up a white Photoflex background I've had in the closet for years. Yes, yes, you're beginning to get the picture. Getting the picture requires a lot of (dust covered) equipment. I have a black background and a blue background too. This is good. The light meter (after reading the instructions on the back) seems a snap. Set the film speed, set the aperture desired, push the meter button and fire the flash. A digital read out appears with the shutter speed. The comments I found on the web said it actually works. Email MRMcQ: Do you still need those head shots? OK. Let's go. I'm ready. Now to the film.