Hey, Mrs. Craptacular!

Yeah, you. The chick who knows nothing about computers OR photography and blogs anyway?

Guilty.

And I'm grateful that the blogosphere has some generous, kind souls in it. 'Cause that shot of the French Toast? And the Tabbouleh? Kinda sorta not really very good. It's okay to say it, I know. And that blurry tabbouleh was the best outta 20, honest. In the World Ain't Fair Department: My dad has this pesky genetic condition that gives him the tremors. As in, can barely write legibly. And I have it, too. All of my photographs look like I'm shooting IN a moving car in the rain.

I don't really know what to do. I would have my hubby take the snaps, but he took the sucky French Toast pic and thought it was just fine. I guess he has other things to worry about like, oh, saving lives. Dude *is* sorta busy.

My awesome fellow blogger Phoo-D recommended a tripod, which I am looking into. And I'm taking a "Hey, Photography for a Dumbass!" crash course tonight for 2 hours, but really, how much can 2 hours do? Especially if your hands twitch like a hummingbird with Parkinson's.

But I am hoping you'll stick with me--if only for the laughs--and know that I'm trying to learn this stuff. And since I'm always willing to be the butt of my own joke, occasionally I'll post a "Shitty Photo of the Week," just for your amusement. Who said learning has to be serious?

Shitfire, I think I owe the Bad Word Jar 5 bucks after this post.