Well I'm having a bad week too, but nothing compared to yours or
Franks for that matter.  Hope things get better, (and they catch the
scum that  desecrated your life, though that seems unlikely).

At 12:46 AM 5/31/2003 -0400, you wrote:
Bad weekend here -- last weekend.  Bad enough that I've spent
the whole week in denial, not wanting to say it, hoping that
I've imagined the whole thing and miraculously all will be
right again when I next open my eyes.

Migraine on Sunday with the worst pain I've ever experienced
(I was actually wondering if I had a means of suicide at hand
that would take less time than waiting for the medicine to
take effect -- it was that bad) wasn't enough:

My camera bag got stolen.

Doesn't compare to some things that can go wrong -- and I
don't want to accidentally get into the "whose pain is
worse" game -- but it's got me pretty low.

A bunch of tools I had come to count on.  A bunch of nifty
things I'd gotten attached to.  At least one borrowed item
and at least one gift -- and I haven't wanted to deal with
telling the folks those came from.  (There's a shame
factor involved -- gee, I couldn't even manage to hang on
to what I was given... probably not reasonable for me to
think that way, but since when do emotions reliably conform
to reason?)  A whole mess of gear I was lucky to have gotten
ahold of in the first place and can't afford to replace.

I'm not sure yet whether my homeowner's insurance covers it
or not.  (Technically renter's insurance.)  It was taken
out of the trunk of my car.

Fortunately it didn't have all four K-mount bodies in it --
two were in a separate, smaller bag.  Nor any of the screwmount
gear (except the screw-to-K adaptor).  Unfortunately, well
I already wrote the bad-news part.

I've been compiling a list, with serial numbers, and plan
on making the rounds of nearby pawn shops.  The police are
supposed to distribute a list to pawn shops and check up on
them, but I don't think they actually bother.

So between one thing and another, I haven't been feeling
extra talkative lately.

Anyhow, that's the news.  Probably talk more when I start
getting over this latest setback.  Right now, I'm thinking
that maybe I should never take my cameras out of the house,
lest someone steal the rest of them.  But they won't do me
a Hell of a lot of good if I keep them in a vault and never
use them, will they?

-- Glenn

Outside of a dog, a book is man's best friend. Inside of a dog, it's too dark to read. --Groucho Marx



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