Immediately after hopping onto the Sizzler at Bourbon County's fair last night...I pretty much realized that regret was in order. As I hopped on I grabbed my Nikon so I could take some fun pix while riding with Mike. Most everyone else was worried that my camera might die...I was pretty comfortable with keeping control of it. Luckily, everything ended up okay. Until the ride stopped...which was about the time my head started spinning and my fettucini dinner began talking to me! Now, about 18 hours later, my head is still spinning and asking for a time machine. Oh well....good photos were taken so that's the important thing!
Idiot Take #2During my recent trash the dress photo shoot, we had to leave early because of Mr. Snake seen below. Now...for those of you who know me, I'm scared to death of snakes. Imagine little girls screaming and running, well that's me! This time, though, I felt a little more awesome and decided to get a good shot of this little slimy dude. Thankfully, he was hanging out in the water and I was on dry land so no snake bites were witnessed. Why is it that we photographers sometimes feel a bit more AWESOME/IMMORTAL with camera in hand?
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