DIY visual

For my birthday last November, Mr. Music gave me a gift certificate.

He gives experiences, not stuff. Because who needs more stuff? Not me. (Unless it adds to my extensive collection of dorknology. Then I need it. A lot. And also immediately.)

So he gave me a gift certificate for one of my most favorite things on earth: a hot stone massage. Ah. No, more like Aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

So, always Wrinkle-ready, I packed a camera when I went to my appointment. Actually, I packed one of DF’s cameras, which I still had from the night before when I took a picture of her in those fabu yellow 3D glasses.

April (inducer of ahs) stepped out of the room so I could get ready. Which is a euphemism for ‘take off all my clothes’ and that is NOT the DIY visual.

The first thing I did was reach in my purse and pull out the camera. I turned it on and pointed and pushed the button.

Nothing happened. Except this appeared on the display:

CHANGE BATTERY PACK

Please walk outside and hunt around the nearest river for six medium-sized, flat, smooth black rocks. Arrange them nicely in a crockpot of hot water. Next to a fluffy white towel. In a dark purple room.

There. That’s exactly what I wanted to show you.

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