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Lunch with the Johnsons

Today I downloaded some time-lapse photography software and I feel like I just got a new toy for Christmas!

One of my first test runs was a time lapse sequence of our lunch today. Today's menu: Bagels and lox.

Comments

That was sad when JJ got up from the table and it looked like Erin would finish the meal alone. No explanation. No context. Maybe JJ heard a gunshot outside. Maybe he just left for work without saying a word. Maybe he said, "I can't take it anymore with the health food!!! I'm outta here" Maybe there was a roach invasion. But it looked like he just went to get some water. This time lapse photo thing is going to give me a heart attack.
fayebean said…
Oh!! It feels like I am right there with you guys, but I am sitting on the couch watching tv, and I keep turning around to see what you guys are doing, that would explain your position changes every few seconds.
JohnJohn said…
I did, indeed, just go get some water and I took the dishes to the sink. Can't leave anything out for too long or the ants will get it. Sorry for the heart attack. So how do heart attacks work for a ghost? Do you die and then come right back to li...um...death?

Hey Faye! You know, it's strange, but we totally felt like you were over on the couch while we were making the video!
mama mia said…
man, that must be what they use for a nanny-cam?
mq said…
Check me out. I'm remixing your timelapse.

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