Harrow. Our story begins with the search for a pullout couch and corner cabinet and I, your narrator, being far too millenial to purchase something new, discover magic and wonder. Twas last week whenst I realized..fuck it. I am too tired for the Shakespearean story when it probably doesn't need to be all that interesting in the first place. Let us travel back like 3 months or so ago. I was on my way to work and this odd warehouse is surrounded by cops, and I'm talking everyone! SWAT,ERT,Helicopters,OPP, you name it they were there. My only reaction was "oh" and continued to drive to work. Later on that day you could hear the gun fire from my work up the road to which I reacted "hey lets go check it out". My colleagues and I went up the road in my car to where I saw the cops earlier and parked on the soft shoulder. Everyone in the car is plastered against the windows of my car looking at all the pretty flashing lights outside of this warehouse when a cop taps my window and asks that age old question "whattruuuudoinghere" to which I said "getting smokes"....on the soft shoulder. Obviously he wasn't impressed and we pulled the car into the gas station across the street to get said smokes. Fast forward to last week in my living room. My fiance wants a corner cabinet and a pullout couch for the basement, I recently discovered buying the deceased's items and there is just the place to go and view such things here in London. I am not a man of corner cabinets or a fan of pullout couches so I went on a mad hunt for stereo, and musical equipment, and there it was...The Canon Rebel XS. By far man's greatest achievement next to coming up with the idea for beer fridges. So I says to the man "EH HOW MUCH FOR THIS" and he said "65 bucks, I don't know if it works" so I say " dat cool". I primarily bought it because I heard a voice say "if you fix it,they will come" realized I probably should stop listening to voices, took my lensey child and went home. The SD card slot cover is broken off and would not let the camera turn on without it, sooo being so fuckin' handy guy I am I jammed a toothpick in the clicky button thing, taped over it, and glued a beer cap to cover it o__O. Got me a new camera. Awesomely my fiance has the exact same camera with all the fixins so I have lenses and batteries for freeeeeeee. The following pictures are of the warehouse that got shot up (in training) and for some reason a ominous street sign...oh and we never got the pullout couch, but we will be going back for a nice corner cabinet! Thanks death ;)
Obviously I gotta mess around with the settings but I believe it will be a decent camera!