Recently, I've been biking to work (or riding my scoot) and have gotten out of the habit of carrying my camera (something I used to do every day, but this year I've been slacking). This morning, though, the weather looked nice, I had plenty of time, so I decided to walk to my office in Teacher College on the UNL campus. When I decided to leave this afternoon, I looked at my camera. The strap can get pretty hot, so I thought about tucking the whole thing in my backpack and not worrying about it. I argued with myself for a few seconds while shoving some books in my bag and decided to carry it. I got a few interesting, albeit worthless, shots on the way across campus... that big red sculpture, some trees, crap like that. I loitered near CBA waiting to get a decent shot of the people working on the roof of the Sheldon (the light at that angle was terrible, but I took it anyway). When I got the shot, I walked off, back toward home. Then I noticed a tall, slightly hunched, older man on the side walk parallel to the one that i was on. "No way!" I thought. I had a stupid grin on my face as I walked just on the other side of some trees and shrubs keeping pace with him. When we met on the sidewalk along R street, I caught his attention:
"Coach Osborne! Hi, how are you?"
"I'm really good, how have you been."
"Great, I didn't expect to see you on campus today... umm... do you mind if I take your picture?"
"No, go ahead."
"Thanks."
"Hope I don't break your camera. Have a good day."
"Coach Osborne! Hi, how are you?"
"I'm really good, how have you been."
"Great, I didn't expect to see you on campus today... umm... do you mind if I take your picture?"
"No, go ahead."
"Thanks."
"Hope I don't break your camera. Have a good day."

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