~Q. What did Cinderella say when she left the photo store?
A. Someday my prints will come.
~Q. How does Santa Claus take pictures?
A. With his North Polearoid.
~Insanity: doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results. — Albert Einstein
~If you saw a man drowning and you could either save him or photograph the event…what kind of film would you use? -anonymous
~There was this haunted house on the outskirts of the town which was avoided by all the town-folk – the ghost which `lived’ there was feared by all.
However, an enterprising journalist decided to get the scoop of the day by photographing the fearsome phantom. When he entered the house, armed with only his camera, the ghost descended upon him, clanking his chains and all. He told the ghost “I mean no harm – I just want your photograph”. The ghost was quite happy at this chance to make the headlines – he posed for a number of ghostly shots.
The happy journalist rushed back to his dark room, and began developing the photos. Unfortunately, they turned out to be black and underexposed.
So what’s the moral of the story?
The spirit was willing but the flash was weak.
~A little girl walked daily to and from school. Though the weather one morning was questionable and clouds were forming, she made the daily trek to the elementary school. As the day progressed, the winds whipped up, along with thunder and lightning. The mother was worried that her daughter would be frightened walking back home from school, and she herself feared the electrical storm might cause her harm. Following each roar of the thunder, lightning would cut through the sky like a flaming sword. Being very concerned, the mother got into her car and drove along the route to the school. Soon she saw her small child walking along. The thunder would boom, and then, at each flash of lightning, the child would stop, look and smile. One followed another, each time with her child stopping, looking up at the streak of light and smiling. Finally, the mother called out and asked, “Honey, what are you doing?” Her little girl answered, “God keeps taking pictures of me!”