Last night we had our camera club meeting.  I won third prize in the creative category.  I guess I should be happy but I so want to win first just once.  Well, the judges just don’t understand my art.  So I tell myself. 

The ones who seem to win all the prizes are the bird shooters.  I like birds.  They make pretty singing noises and make me feel light-hearted.  But you’ll never see me flying to Florida’s Everglades so I can line up with all the others to shoot a flippin’ bird.  It holds no interest for me.