I attended my orientation at the Art Institute of San Antonio on Wednesday. I LOVED it. No surprise there. I have always enjoyed school. I listened to the lecture about school policies, which includes no phones in class. I will miss my phone during class--I cannot lie. I bought all my supplies. I got my student ID.
I thought to myself, "I have this--no one has any idea that I am 50, something-ish." Just then the young man-in front of me-and I mean YOUNG, turned around and said, "Nice ink" . He was talking to the girl beside me. She was covered in tattoos. I knew that the ink was a "sleeve", and I knew right then that he really knew that I was 50, something-ish.
Before I left for school that morning I took a photo of my camera. She and I will be spending a lot of time together. I think she needs a name......
My camera needs a name.