Making stereos of photo gear didn't seem like much
fun, so I turned
my attention elsewhere, enabling me to add these faces
of
representatives from various photo-related
enterprises. That is, except
for the gal in the middle who, for a price provided
photo show attendees
messages (rubdowns) right there on the showroom floor!
I got her to give me her "point" by telling her a
joke: I told her that I once
dated a masseuse, but we had to break off our
relationship because she
kept rubbing me the wrong way. That got a hearty
laugh from the young
woman, and I later e-mailed a stereo view of herself,
but she never took
up my offer to send her a free pair of anaglyph
glasses! I wonder
why.
End of series.
Marshall