Well, here is an example of what you can do with a 300mm lens on a new Nikon camera. I was able to get this shot from about 30 feet away. I have a couple of other photos that came out a bit clearer, but I liked this one for some reason. My Dad has a wall full of bird photos he printed up, he even has a bald eagle and all kinds of rare birds. It makes me sad to think of all the innocent and beautiful little birds I killed simply for sport when I was younger. I always felt that it was one thing to kill an animal and another thing to waste it’s body and essence for lack of a better word.
Regardless, it is a new day and I am finding the words told to me about being a writer are very true… you really have to have a thick skin and a lot of patience. I have been expecting a cheque for some time from a magazine and another from a bookstore that has sold a few of my books and nothing seems to be coming. On the lighter side though, I had an old friend from school come by yesterday and buy one of my books and he also took me for coffee and it was really great to reminisce and hear what he’s been up to. He also has written a book which I stayed up late last night reading. I was in a part of it, it was from a time when a bunch of us went in his mom’s car to a drive-in movie and this really cute girl and I got in the trunk to save the gate admission. What I didn’t know was that he expected me to make a move on her while I was in there and thought for all this time that I had. I actually didn’t want to do anything ungentlemanly not only because I was that type of guy, but also because her 6’4″ boyfriend was with us. I remember her well though, her name was Stephanie and she was beautiful, gorgeous. If I had thought I had stood any kind of chance with her I would have gone for it (with the help of a few beers). But that all was almost 30 years ago. Sure is good to reunite with old friends, thanks Facebook!
In other news, as I am trying to make this a bit more of a blog about mental health, I should mention that I have been struggling to keep my weight down for some time now. I got word from a very nice young woman I work with about a drug called Lamotragene or Topomax. I saw my Psychiatrist the other day and asked him about it and he agreed that I should do something about the weight and that we could try this drug. It seemed great at first, my craving for food greatly diminished, but I found that I was very tired even though I was only on a very small dose, so I decided the best thing I could do would be to stop the medication. It also gave me an odd, very difficult to describe feeling. I didn’t seem to have too many physical symptoms, but I just felt really ‘dumbed down’ like I had a cold and was taking cold pills or something. I can’t really say if these effects would have lessened if I stayed on the pill for a while, I just know that with the job I have, feeling that way can be dangerous.
As far as my job goes, I got to work a Lynyrd Skynyrd concert the other day which was pretty amazing. I didn’t get to see much of the show but it felt so great to be a part of setting up something like that. I think that if I ever did permanently move on from this job I would really miss it. The money is nice of course, it is what allows me to print and distribute my books right now, but sometimes I get a chance to work with some really great people. As some may know, Lynyrd Skynyrd’s band lost 3 members in the 1970’s in a plane crash and there is kind of a ritual that everyone on the crew observes. There is a road case (a big box for show equipment with wheels that is sturdy enough to transport in a semi truck) that belonged to one of the original band members and they have used it all this time, always giving it the highest respect and never putting anything on top of it or letting it get damaged. I also got to put the brass eagle on the band’s piano and fly the Alabama and US flags as two of the curtains for the show. I feel very privileged to be a part of such cool rock and roll history. Very difficult and stressful job though sometimes, but I have the odd show that I really enjoy and the other night was definitely one of them.
I wish I could impart some piece of wisdom, something in me that could help others who may be out there struggling with a mental illness. In all despite that I have had some pretty rough times, even extended rough times, I somehow got through all of them and now I see myself as a very lucky dude. If anyone is out there and hurting or needing help, I hope they can find a way to talk, to get their pain out. I myself held it in and never wanted to admit that I had a mental health issue (which is common) even when my life was at risk because of my denial. The first step is to find a family Doctor, and talk openly with them. It scares me to think that so many people out there in the world in poor countries or remote places have no hope of overcoming their illness because there are simply very few or no Doctors and even less Psychiatrists or treatment. Once again I would like to offer my email to anyone who wants to ask questions or needs help, no matter where they are from. Just email: firstname.lastname@example.org and I will do all I can.