A couple of weeks ago, I started working on my 8 x 20 camera and I asked if anyone thought I was insane. I can now inform anyone who cares that I absolutely am. It's 6:00 pm here in the Palm Springs area and I'm about to head out to the Garage work shop to work on it - and it's 118 degrees outside (yes, you read that right). What has this desire for "Bigger is Better" done to me? The water in the swimming pool is hotter than the hot water in the pipes in my house, the lizzards are melting to the sidewalks, the roadrunners won't dare set foot on the roads, and I'm going out to work on my camera (turn on the big fans). At least the beer is close by in the refrigerator in the Garage.