Shipwrecked & Comatose

Lately I've been trying to decide how much my desire to rekindle an old hobby would be worth the money and time investment. I was interested in photography at a very young age.  I remember the summer I got my first camera. That summer I was attending a day camp where photography was one of the many available activities. When we had elective time, I often chose to spend it in the photography lab.  I was the youngest kid in the elective. Most of the time I didn't do much other than snap whatever pictures I felt like taking and only just watched the counselor in the darkroom.  I remember the cameras we worked with in that camp.  They were the old-fashioned kind you had to look down into instead of holding them up to your face, and I advanced the film with a crank.  My own camera was a basic Kodak point-and-shoot, so I was exposed to the best of both worlds. One of the most vivid memories of that photography class had nothing to do with actual photography.  I mostly remember

That men just might be right. You have heard this lament from men before.  Normal, ordinary, "nice" guys complain that women always go for the wrong men.  Women don't want men that will treat them well.  They want very handsome men with money and it won't matter how those men treat them.  In fact, they will come back for more even when men walk all over them. Sound familiar?  You know what it sounds like to me?  Fifty Shades of Grey . In Fifty Shades , Anastasia falls for a guy who really has no redeeming qualities other than his money, power, and good looks.  Right from the beginning he is not kind to her.  He does not appear to have anything in common with her.  They seem to have no real basis of friendship upon which one might base a lasting relationship.  What does he do to charm her?  He does some male posturing.  He buys her a first edition copy of her favorite book.  He buys her a car.  In other words, he throws his money around.  He admits his attractio

As I  pick through this weeks smorgasboard of craptacular posts, I wonder if there will ever be a blog that picks apart Shipwrecked & Comatose.  How about an "I Hate Shipwrecked & Comatose" Facebook group? I do want to add that these types of posts are by no means any sort judgment on the folks who post this stuff.  Most of the time these posts are posted multiple times and by the time they end up here it was  a case of  " the straw that broke the camel's back" type of thing. Shall we begin? This has been posted on Facebook a few times and it’s time it gets the attention it needs on this blog. I’m curious who the first person was to create this statement.   Did someone actually go to the store and see a woman with an iPhone make purchases with food stamps?   Who was the original spotter?   At what store was he or she shopping?   What purchases were made with said food stamps? My guess is that this is just a hypothetical person.   It’s