The word ’shuttlecock’ makes me giggle.
I had got to shoot the state badminton finals this afternoon at Eastern. This was my first time shooting badminton, and hopefully my last.
If you or someone close to you is ever abducted, and the terms of the release involve watching photographing a badminton tournament, having your face beat with a shovel, or wearing a ski mask full of bees… volunteer to wear the ski mask and have your face beat.
Before anyone gets upset, I’m not making fun of the sport. I’m sure that if I was a big sports fan I would enjoy it. I do see the competition of the game.
I’m speaking about today’s experience only as a photographer. My idea of a fun day does not involve a dimly-lit cave of a gymnasium filled with people swinging racquets around.
Oh well. I got to experience something new today, so I guess it wasn’t all that bad.
Also, Danny was there, so I had some company to make it through the day.
It’s Mother’s Day tomorrow, so remember to tell your mother that you love her. (And tell her to stop calling me. HA!)
