Mycah Speaks
Posted By Russ Emerson on March 7, 2008 at 1:30 am
Recently, after going in with family members to get my niece a camera for her birthday, I decided it was time for me to upgrade to a new digital camera. I’ve had the old one for about eight years, and it was getting to be quite a bit behind the times. I hadn’t really done anything for myself in quite a while, and with the amazing prices these days, it was hard to say no.
I shopped around, and decided on a Kodak
What I wasn’t really looking for, but was pleased to find, was that the camera has the capability to capture video. Sure, it’s limited to the available memory, but I’m not ever going to try to be a Spielberg
Nevertheless, here’s my first shot at making Mycah a star.
I suppose I’m going to have to get some video editing software somewhere.
Since it’s Friday, you know you have to go visit the Modulator’s Friday Ark.
The Carnival of the Cats is hosted this week at Artsy Catsy.
aaaaw, she sounds so sweet.
Yay talky kitty!
She’s saying “NOW”….. !!!
Nice video – even my cat looked up to see where the other cat was when the sound kicked in!
I’m still trying to work up to being adventurous with camera and using it to capture videos. You’ve helped nudge me one more step towards giving it a go,
Thanks
Karen (Mum to Gypsy & Tasha
WOOZA! The eyes on your cat are mesmerizing- more footage PLEEZ!!!
By the by, I’m a friend of Cara’s, I am the one who has the BabyBoomer podcast thingy! Anywho, I recently moved to Sherrills Ford near Moorseville, sorta. It is s/east of Hickory(sticks. It’s totally in the boonies compared to my other digs- Santa Barbara and Before that NYC.
I haven’t made a passel of friends yet…but
the 200 daffodil bulbs I planted in Nov. during a pharmaceutical-induced frenzy are about to bloom.
My neurologist has cut the meds back now, so those suckers are just gonna have to multiply without my help this year, same goes for the 60 azalea bushes
and the 150 tulips. Of course I would get all buzzed on neurotin and cymbalta and dig like a gopher on acid for 2 days and then roll up in bed for 5 days in agony.
But like childbirth–I would soon forget the pain, get jazzed up on meds again and go on a tear only to end up motionless and moaning like a depressed jellyfish high and dry at low tide. (Cue violins)
Hear you just had a year or two from hell yourself. I have a touch of that neuropathy stuff of which you speak. The underground world of PT folks call it “Licking the 9 volt battery”. Hope
all your nerves behave themselves ‘and are a fix-in to play nicey-nice with each other real soon.’
Glad you have such wonder-filled cat eyes to gaze into when everything else is Fa-chat-cha.
Later,
Sally