Yes, indeedy.  We got a dusting of snow around Atlanta last night – enough to be noticeable when I left for work this morning, but it was mostly gone by mid-afternoon.  Work today began with a lot of promise – I finished up a couple of projects that had been shoved at me Tuesday – but ended with a whimper when I completely lost interest in coding and started reading about how to build a tilt-shift lens using an old medium-format lens, a plunger, and some glue.  Then I spent even more time reading about tilt-shifting in general – how it works, what happens to depth of field, etc.  Fascinating stuff, but I got nothing done in terms of work.  Maybe I’ll have more energy tomorrow.

New Hope Cemetery Dunwoody, GA

I practiced my tuba tonight for the first time in close to a week.  Sounded okay.  I’ll take it.  Now I’m looking around for a trumpet method book so I can dig into the tenor horn a bit more seriously.

I’ve been trying to figure out something interesting to do this weekend.  Chris and Betsy are pretty much booked, and I’m really jonesing to go someplace where I can take some decent photos.  I’ve read that there’s a pretty cemetery in Rome, GA, so I could drive up there and check it out; but I’ve also got this weird idea in my head to find some “ghost towns” around the state and visit them.  I know where a couple of them are between where I live and Dahlonega, GA (site of the country’s first gold rush), and I’ve read about a couple more within a 2-3 hour drive.  I’m just not sure how interesting they’ll be.  I mean, if there are actually abandoned building there are stuff, that’d be completely cool, but if it’s just foundations, well…

There’s also the possibility of going to a beach somewhere.  Savannah has a cemetery that I’ve wanted to see for years, and the weather down there on Saturday is supposed to be amazing.  Jekyll Island, GA, is always a fun place to visit.  The coast of SC is only about a 5-hour drive.

Or I could grab a tent, a lantern and some food and go find myself a nice quiet piece of forest somewhere – though it might be a bit chilly in the mountains this weekend.

Nothing’s going to happen anyway if my renter doesn’t give me some cash tomorrow.  I got carried away on my bills earlier this week and overpaid a few of them – effectively leaving me broke until next payday.  Oh yeah – my property taxes went up again last year, so my escrow payments also went up (about $75 more a month).  Oh, joy.

Am hoping to get to bed pretty early tonight, so I guess I’ll slap a picture in here and call it good.

TWD