Beyond Comprehension

There is a frustration beyond comprehension. Yes, the damn sky is falling. Falling upon me. Of sitting here the last hour simply wanting to print 5x7's. The ink comes out all magenta. Unacceptable. I recalibrate, I clean the heads. Still it persists. I know what it is. These Kodak printers brag that the ink is cheap, which it isn't. If you do not do all your printing while the cartridge is new, if you let it set up awhile between print sessions, it dries out or goes magenta on you. The solution, to Kodak favor is to trudge down to OfficeMax for another cartridge costing nearly 40 bucks.
It is so much more convenient to print at home, rather than going through the tedious steps of saving them to an online printer, paying for them, picking them up or having them mailed. I want them by Tuesday, not next week. Oh I never knew I still had turrets disease until today.

The temperature is nearly 60 at 12:45 finally. It remains overcast. I need some sunshine and a destiny.
I need to get away for awhile from this Kodak magenta printer. Guess a trip to OMax is coming.

It begs a further frustration. Of having to deal with and live with inferior equipment. Of not being able to afford better tools. Camera, lens, paper,printer,frames,mats,the entire process. All bought at a bargain and cheaply as possible. Trying to save a dollar to make a dollar. Not accomplishing either.

Re-setting the D3100 last night, taking it off the Vivid setting to a neutral setting with a minus one in contrast. Setting the Auto focus and other stuff. Trying to learn the camera. One thing that frustrates is the focus hunting. Got to figure out to get instant shooting, I suppose that would be total manual over-ride, which lately I have been reverting to. It begs the question, why do I need a top of the line do it all for me camera when it doesn't do what I want it to do?

One day before I leave earth, I would hope to find myself sitting in a new kayak with the fancy camera and long lens, all the light gear necessary to take me from Fargo to Suwannee, sending the photographs via satellite to the laptop carried along, with the latest in technology and storage, pulling ashore then putting in on the Appalachian trail with the lightest gear on my back and winding up three months later upon Springer Mountain in Maine.