I'll probably be getting a shiny new camera this weekend for my birthday from Pete (yay!), so I thought I'd pay homage to a camera that's been almost everywhere with me. My Kodak was very dependable and easy to carry. Although it sucked through the batteries, it always performed flawlessly for me, until the recent turn of events in Maui. Though it had its limitations, it did what I needed it to and filled many a gap that couldn't be filled by its bigger brother, my Sony Alpha 100.
And the Kodak took pretty damn good pictures, too—at least when the photographer behind it had her crap together, that is.
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