My camera's dead...

My “little” Nikon Coolpix died on Christmas Eve. Perhaps it got ran over by Santa's reindeer, but when I needed it most, at the time we were opening presents, the small silver wonderful instrument refused to work and stand witness to another family event.

I had purchased it in August 2004 and it has served me well, to the point that some of my relatives were starting to poke fun about its “ancient” appearance. In today's culture of consumption such a passing isn't something we might apprehend, but instead an event we look forward to. I had no idea what to get for my upcoming birthday; now, I know...