Glacier Burgers Cure Cancer
Oh my God, people.
The picture of that burger.
The one down below this post.
It just looks so good.
Yeah. Um. Anyone up for a quick road trip to Homer? The milkshake is on me.
While we're driving the four hours south (plus or minus) (usually minus) (hopefully minus-minus) (my car is fast, you see) (and my foot heavy), I'll take the opportunity to tell you all about the things I learned about my camera on this trip.
Namely: if I make a bunch of customized settings, things like ISO and white balance, namely, since I'm still not comfortable with going fully manual.
Because what if the shots don't come out and they're all blurry and I'm this giant failure and my mother doesn't love me any more? I might be a teensy tiny bit afraid of failing a giant burning death of failure. Which makes it difficult to do new things.
Blah blah blah introspection.
Anyway. My camera settings.
I tried to do an impromptu photo shoot with the dog on my old bed in my old room in my parents' basement. I upped the ISO and changed the white balance to Tungsten to counter the yellowy side lamp.
But the dog wouldn't cooperate and I left my tripod in Anchorage and, well, none of the photos came out.
However. I forgot to change settings back and everything from there on out had a lovely blue tint. I'm very glad I was shooting in RAW format all weekend; I was able to change the settings back the way they were supposed to be.
Moral of the story: if you can't make it, fake it.
- or -
A Glacier Burger will fix anything.
4 Comments
Thanks for the burger reminder.
*goes to stare at it for a while*
Oh my God! It's 7 am in the morning and that burger looks so good I could eat it for breakfast! Thanks for making me drool all over my keyboard.
Thanks, now thats what I want for dinner. I guess I'll have to settle for Arctic Roadrunner.
Tommy's on Spenard and Benson has some pretty good burgers, but they're no Glacier.