Well I met you at the blood bank
We were looking at the bags
Wondering if any of the colors
Matched any of the names we knew on the tags

 You said "see look thats yours!
Stacked on top with your brother's
See how the resemble one another
Even in their plastic little covers"

 And I said I know it well

 That secret that you knew
But don't know how to tell
It fucks with your honor
And it teases your head
But you know that its good girl
Cos its running you with red

 Then the snow started falling
We were stuck out in your car
You were rubbing both of my hands
Chewing on a candy bar

 You said "'aint this just like the present
To be showing up like this"
AS a moon waned to crescent
We started to kiss

 And I said I know it well

 That secret that we know
That we don't know how to tell
I'm in love with your honor
I'm in love with your cheeks
What's that noise up the stairs babe?
Is that Christmas morning creaks?

 And I said I know it well
I know it well ...

we gathered up our worldly goods
stole off in the dark as quickly as we could
you were quieting the baby down
when we came to the dock on the outskirts of town

 and looking back we saw china shrinking to the size of a coin
and then we saw water everywhere

 when we climbed on board
they tied our things together with electrical cord
and then we set sail
as we held on tight to the cold iron rail
and I apologize but I don't know what I love more
you next to me there or the receding shore

 we stood there in the cold
and the baby was six months old
we were passing him back and forth
when a cold familiar wind came down from the north

 and looking back we saw china shrinking to the size of a coin
and then we saw water everywhere

 - The Mountain Goats

This is my Nikon FM2, the second camera I purchased after my Pentax K1000. The Nikon FM2 is fully manual and shoots up to 1/4000 Sec Shutter Speed. It works at every speed without a battery and is as rugged as they come. Long Live my FM2!

Three passions have governed my life:
The longings for love, the search for knowledge,
And unbearable pity for the suffering of [humankind].

 Love brings ecstasy and relieves loneliness.
In the union of love I have seen
In a mystic miniature the prefiguring vision
Of the heavens that saints and poets have imagined.

 With equal passion I have sought knowledge.
I have wished to understand the hearts of [people].
I have wished to know why the stars shine.

 Love and knowledge led upwards to the heavens,
But always pity brought me back to earth;
Cries of pain reverberated in my heart
Of children in famine, of victims tortured
And of old people left helpless.
I long to alleviate the evil, but I cannot,
And I too suffer.

 This has been my life; I found it worth living.

 ~ Bertrand Russell