precision instrument

The lighting is funny in this room, so I took advantage of my camera's handy-dandy manual white balance; that's good. I forgot about that setting, when I took pictures later, at an outdoor baptism; that's not so good.

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I took a position right up close, so I could later give good photo prints to the nice folks who got dunked. Unfortunately, it wasn't until we were near the end of the baptisms, that I realized I had not paid any attention to the white balance setting. The skin colors would come out freakishly blue. Fortunately, we can compensate for that in post editing.

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I told that story to tell you this one. There's a brief quiz I took online. There are twelve questions, and I got them all correct. It says I'm a genius. Sometimes I actually believe that kind of flatter; other times I break a sweat pushing a pull door.

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Just for kicks, I clicked to find out how smart my blog is. (Gulp!) Either somebody lowered the standard, or Google really has made me smarter!

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Golly, now that I'm genius and all, I will have to be diligent about maintaining new intellectual standards. How's this:

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O proud left foot, that ventures quick within

Then soon upon a backward journey lithe.

Anon, once more the gesture, then begin:

Command sinistral pedestal to writhe.

Commence thou then the fervid Hokey-Poke.

A mad gyration, hips in wanton swirl.

To spin! A wilde release from heaven’s yoke.

Blessed dervish! Surely canst go, girl.

The Hoke, the poke -- banish now thy doubt.

Verily, I say, ’tis what it’s all about.

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Shakespearean Style Hokey Pokey absconded from Arcamax