Last night I bought the camera I have been eyeing for awhile, the lovely and affordable Canon PowerShot A80. Why are electronics salesmen the most skeevy people on the planet? Especially if you are a girl. Even though I walked in knowing exactly what I wanted, even though I knew I wasn't going to buy any of the extras, even though I probably know more about my camera than Ryan, the slack-jawed Best Buy associate, because I spent a month scouring Digital Photography Review (not the most scintillating reading, I assure you) -- all of this and I STILL had a moment of doubt when he thrust the 4-year warranty in my face.

"These Canons were made in China. They've had some complaints." His eyes looked blank and dead, but he was talking fast. I wanted to wrestle my camera out of his hands. "I mean, if you use the Canon warranty, you'll have to send the camera to them. And wait for them to send it back. Think how long that'll take." We were at the registers. I thought, I don't even plan on being in this country in a year. Screw you, Best Buy. Especially you, Ryan. And said no.

Here are some pictures that I took around the house today....