[TwoUptons]

Help, help, my product release schedule is being repressed!

Come and see the violence inherent in the forums...

-Eric

[bdery]

"What is the airspeed velocity of an unladen D-FA*85/1.4?"

"What do you mean? A DSLR 85 or a MILC 85?"

Great lines, fellows!

[Apet-Sure]

"Your mother was a point-and-shoot owner, and your father smells of lens cleaning fluid."

[Kerrowdown]

when is this coming....

I've already had my “Sweetheart” (Pentax-A* 85mm F1.4) for years...

[lesmore49]

I've already had my “Sweetheart” (Pentax-A* 85mm F1.4) for years...

Does the imply that you're getting the 7 year itch ?

https://www.google.com/url?sa=t&rct=j&q=&esrc=s&source=web&cd=10&cad=rja&uac...Zpu_fYj07QiWuL

[Kerrowdown]

Does the imply that you're getting the 7 year itch ?

As I got mine around 1984... does this make it the 35 year itch?

[lesmore49]

As I got mine around 1984... does this make it the 35 year itch?

Ooooh...I don't know how to tell you this, but that's even worse. I would advise consulting a good dermatologist...you don't have a minute to lose.

[BigMackCam]

As I got mine around 1984... does this make it the 35 year itch?

Ooooh...I don't know how to tell you this, but that's even worse. I would advise consulting a good dermatologist...you don't have a minute to lose.

Since our good friend Kerrowdown is a Scot, might I suggest this is a bad case of "jock itch"? (sorry, Kerrow... couldn't resist )...

[EssJayEff]

Scene 10: The Ricoh Sects or Sir Gallahad Faces Peril Valiantly
[trumpets]
NARRATOR:The Tale of Sir Galahad.
[boom]
[wind]
[howl]
[howl]
[boom]
[angels singing]
[howl]
[boom]
[howl]
[boom]
[pound pound pound]
GALAHAD: Open the door! Open the door!
[pound pound pound]
GALAHAD: In the name of King Arthur, open the door!
[creak]
[thump]
[creak]
[boom]
GIRLS: Hello!
ZOOT: Welcome, gentle Sir Knight. Welcome to the Castle Pentax.
GALAHAD: The Castle Pentax?
ZOOT: Yes. Oh, it's not a very good name, is it? Oh, but we are nice and we will attend to your every, every need!
GALAHAD: You are the keepers of the Holy MILC?
ZOOT: The what?
GALAHAD: The PENTAX MIRRORLESS CAMERA. It is here.
ZOOT: Oh, but you are tired and you must rest awhile. Midget! Crapper!
MIDGET and CRAPPER: Yes, O Zoot?
ZOOT: Prepare a bed for our guest.
MIDGET and CRAPPER: Oh, thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!...
ZOOT: Away! Away, varletesses. The beds here are warm and soft and very, very big.
GALAHAD: Well, look, I-- I, uh--
ZOOT: What is your name, handsome knight?
GALAHAD: 'Sir Galahad... the Photographer'.
ZOOT: Mine is 'Zoot'. Just 'Zoot'. Oh, but come.
GALAHAD: Look, please! In God's name, show me the Pentax MILC!
ZOOT: Oh, you have suffered much. You are delirious.
GALAHAD: No, look. I have seen it! It is here in this--
ZOOT: Sir Galahad! You would not be so ungallant as to refuse to use our mirrored cameras.
GALAHAD: Well, I-- I, uh--
ZOOT: Oh, I am afraid our mirrored cameras must seem very dull and quaint compared to others. Our castle is but five score years old, but we have dozens of legacy lenses. We’ve been cut off in this castle with no one to upgrade us. Oooh. It is a lonely life: slow autofocus, mediocre video, few modern lenses, knitting exciting lens bags. We are just not used to handsome cameras. Nay. Nay. Come. Come. You may lie here. Oh, but I see you are emotionally wounded!
GALAHAD: No, no. It's-- it's nothing.
ZOOT: Oh, you must see the camera developers immediately! No, no, please! Lie down.
[clap clap]
RICOH: Well, what seems to be the trouble?
GALAHAD: They're developers?!
ZOOT: Uh, they... have a basic optical training, yes.
GALAHAD: B-- but--
ZOOT: Oh, come. Come. You must try to rest. Doctor Pixel! Doctor Ricoh! Practice your art.
RICOH: Try to relax.
GALAHAD: Are you sure that's absolutely necessary?
PIXEL: We must examine you.
GALAHAD: There's nothing wrong with that!
RICOH: Please. We are camera developers.
GALAHAD: Look! This cannot be. I am sworn to weather-sealed bodies.
PIXEL: Back to your bed! At once! And NO peeping . . . well maybe a little . . .
GALAHAD: Torment me no longer. I have seen the MILC!
RICOH: There's no MILC here.
GALAHAD: I have seen it! I have seen it!
[clank]
I have seen--
GIRLS: Hello.
GALAHAD: Oh.
GIRLS: Hello. Hello. Hello. Hello. Hello. Hello. Hello. Hello. Hello. Hello. Hello. Hello. Hello. Hello. Hello. Hello. Hello. Hello. Hello. Hello. Hello. Hello. Hello.
GALAHAD: Zoot!
DINGO: No, I am Zoot's identical twin sister, Dingo.
GALAHAD: Oh, well, excuse me, I--
DINGO: Where are you going?
GALAHAD: I seek the MILC! I have seen it, here in this castle!
DINGO: Oh, no. Oh, no! Bad, bad Zoot!
GALAHAD: Well, what is it?
DINGO: Oh, wicked, bad, naughty Zoot! She has been setting alight to our K-01 beacon, which, I have just remembered, is MILC-shaped. It's not the first time we've had this problem.
GALAHAD: That’s not the real Pentax MILC?
DINGO: Oh, wicked, bad, naughty, evil Zoot! She is a bad person and must pay the penalty! And here in Castle Pentax, we have but one punishment for setting alight the MILC-shaped beacon: you must tie her down and make her listen to mirror slap.
GIRLS: Mirror slap! Mirror slap!
DINGO: You must use a Pentax 67 with lots of mirror slap, and after you have finished with her, you may deal with her as you like, and then, make the Pentax 67 mirror slap for me.
AMAZING: And mirror slap for me.
STUNNER: And me.
LOVELY: And me.
DINGO: Yes. Yes, you must give us all a good mirror slapping!
GIRLS: A slapping! A slapping! There is going to be mirror slapping!
DINGO: And after the mirror slapping, the mirror lock up.
GIRLS: The MLU! The MLU!
GALAHAD: Well, I could stay a bit longer.
LANCELOT: Sir Galahad!
GALAHAD: Oh, hello.
LANCELOT: Quick!
GALAHAD: What?
LANCELOT: Quick!
GALAHAD: Why?
LANCELOT: You are in great peril!
DINGO: No, he isn't.
LANCELOT: Silence, foul temptress!
GALAHAD: You know, she's got a point.
LANCELOT: Come on! We will cover your escape!
GALAHAD: Look, I'm fine!
LANCELOT: Come on!
GIRLS: Sir Galahad!
GALAHAD: No. Look, I can tackle this lot single-handed!
DINGO: Yes! Let him tackle us single-handed!
GIRLS: Yes! Let him tackle us single-handed!
LANCELOT: No, Sir Galahad. Come on!
GALAHAD: No! Really! Honestly, I can cope. I can handle this lot easily.
DINGO: Oh, yes. Let him handle us easily.
GIRLS: Yes. Let him handle us easily.
LANCELOT: No. Quick! Quick!
GALAHAD: Please! I can photograph them with the Pentax 67! There's only a hundred-and-fifty of them! I’ll only need one brick of 120 roll film.
DINGO: Yes! Yes, he will photograph us easily! We haven't a chance.
GIRLS: We haven't a chance. He will photograph us easily...
[boom]
DINGO: Oh, #$&!.
LANCELOT: We were in the nick of time. You were in great peril.
GALAHAD: I don't think I was.
LANCELOT: Yes, you were. You were in terrible peril.
GALAHAD: Look, let me go back in there and face the peril.
LANCELOT: No, it's too perilous.
GALAHAD: Look, it's my duty as a knight to sample as much peril as I can.
LANCELOT: No, we've got to find the Holy Pentax MILC. Come on!
GALAHAD: Oh, let me have just a little bit of peril?
LANCELOT: No. It's unhealthy.
GALAHAD: I bet you're a Sony fanboy.
LANCELOT: No, I'm not.

[TerryL]

Where is it and when is this coming....

I'm tired of waiting. I'm getting a FA 85mm.

[BigMackCam]

I'm tired of waiting. I'm getting a FA 85mm.

Good man! It's long been my position that it's quite pointless waiting for new products unless you know for certain the release date, and you're prepared - as an early adopter - to be a guinea pig (or, perhaps a somewhat kinder term, "unpaid user-acceptance test operative" ). If you really need, or really want, a fast 85mm lens, why wait? Every day of waiting is a day of shooting wasted

[swanlefitte]

They were forced to eat the mirrorless minstrel and there was much rejoicing. A year past winter turned into spring, spring into summer...

[biz-engineer]

We have time. The Nikon Z 85 1.8 isn't yet released.

[shardulm]

Scene 10: The Ricoh Sects or Sir Gallahad Faces Peril Valiantly
[trumpets]
NARRATOR:The Tale of Sir Galahad.
[boom]
[wind]
[howl]
[howl]
[boom]
[angels singing]
[howl]
[boom]
[howl]
[boom]
[pound pound pound]
GALAHAD: Open the door! Open the door!
[pound pound pound]
GALAHAD: In the name of King Arthur, open the door!
[creak]
[thump]
[creak]
[boom]
GIRLS: Hello!
ZOOT: Welcome, gentle Sir Knight. Welcome to the Castle Pentax.
GALAHAD: The Castle Pentax?
ZOOT: Yes. Oh, it's not a very good name, is it? Oh, but we are nice and we will attend to your every, every need!
GALAHAD: You are the keepers of the Holy MILC?
ZOOT: The what?
GALAHAD: The PENTAX MIRRORLESS CAMERA. It is here.
ZOOT: Oh, but you are tired and you must rest awhile. Midget! Crapper!
MIDGET and CRAPPER: Yes, O Zoot?
ZOOT: Prepare a bed for our guest.
MIDGET and CRAPPER: Oh, thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!...
ZOOT: Away! Away, varletesses. The beds here are warm and soft and very, very big.
GALAHAD: Well, look, I-- I, uh--
ZOOT: What is your name, handsome knight?
GALAHAD: 'Sir Galahad... the Photographer'.
ZOOT: Mine is 'Zoot'. Just 'Zoot'. Oh, but come.
GALAHAD: Look, please! In God's name, show me the Pentax MILC!
ZOOT: Oh, you have suffered much. You are delirious.
GALAHAD: No, look. I have seen it! It is here in this--
ZOOT: Sir Galahad! You would not be so ungallant as to refuse to use our mirrored cameras.
GALAHAD: Well, I-- I, uh--
ZOOT: Oh, I am afraid our mirrored cameras must seem very dull and quaint compared to others. Our castle is but five score years old, but we have dozens of legacy lenses. We’ve been cut off in this castle with no one to upgrade us. Oooh. It is a lonely life: slow autofocus, mediocre video, few modern lenses, knitting exciting lens bags. We are just not used to handsome cameras. Nay. Nay. Come. Come. You may lie here. Oh, but I see you are emotionally wounded!
GALAHAD: No, no. It's-- it's nothing.
ZOOT: Oh, you must see the camera developers immediately! No, no, please! Lie down.
[clap clap]
RICOH: Well, what seems to be the trouble?
GALAHAD: They're developers?!
ZOOT: Uh, they... have a basic optical training, yes.
GALAHAD: B-- but--
ZOOT: Oh, come. Come. You must try to rest. Doctor Pixel! Doctor Ricoh! Practice your art.
RICOH: Try to relax.
GALAHAD: Are you sure that's absolutely necessary?
PIXEL: We must examine you.
GALAHAD: There's nothing wrong with that!
RICOH: Please. We are camera developers.
GALAHAD: Look! This cannot be. I am sworn to weather-sealed bodies.
PIXEL: Back to your bed! At once! And NO peeping . . . well maybe a little . . .
GALAHAD: Torment me no longer. I have seen the MILC!
RICOH: There's no MILC here.
GALAHAD: I have seen it! I have seen it!
[clank]
I have seen--
GIRLS: Hello.
GALAHAD: Oh.
GIRLS: Hello. Hello. Hello. Hello. Hello. Hello. Hello. Hello. Hello. Hello. Hello. Hello. Hello. Hello. Hello. Hello. Hello. Hello. Hello. Hello. Hello. Hello. Hello.
GALAHAD: Zoot!
DINGO: No, I am Zoot's identical twin sister, Dingo.
GALAHAD: Oh, well, excuse me, I--
DINGO: Where are you going?
GALAHAD: I seek the MILC! I have seen it, here in this castle!
DINGO: Oh, no. Oh, no! Bad, bad Zoot!
GALAHAD: Well, what is it?
DINGO: Oh, wicked, bad, naughty Zoot! She has been setting alight to our K-01 beacon, which, I have just remembered, is MILC-shaped. It's not the first time we've had this problem.
GALAHAD: That’s not the real Pentax MILC?
DINGO: Oh, wicked, bad, naughty, evil Zoot! She is a bad person and must pay the penalty! And here in Castle Pentax, we have but one punishment for setting alight the MILC-shaped beacon: you must tie her down and make her listen to mirror slap.
GIRLS: Mirror slap! Mirror slap!
DINGO: You must use a Pentax 67 with lots of mirror slap, and after you have finished with her, you may deal with her as you like, and then, make the Pentax 67 mirror slap for me.
AMAZING: And mirror slap for me.
STUNNER: And me.
LOVELY: And me.
DINGO: Yes. Yes, you must give us all a good mirror slapping!
GIRLS: A slapping! A slapping! There is going to be mirror slapping!
DINGO: And after the mirror slapping, the mirror lock up.
GIRLS: The MLU! The MLU!
GALAHAD: Well, I could stay a bit longer.
LANCELOT: Sir Galahad!
GALAHAD: Oh, hello.
LANCELOT: Quick!
GALAHAD: What?
LANCELOT: Quick!
GALAHAD: Why?
LANCELOT: You are in great peril!
DINGO: No, he isn't.
LANCELOT: Silence, foul temptress!
GALAHAD: You know, she's got a point.
LANCELOT: Come on! We will cover your escape!
GALAHAD: Look, I'm fine!
LANCELOT: Come on!
GIRLS: Sir Galahad!
GALAHAD: No. Look, I can tackle this lot single-handed!
DINGO: Yes! Let him tackle us single-handed!
GIRLS: Yes! Let him tackle us single-handed!
LANCELOT: No, Sir Galahad. Come on!
GALAHAD: No! Really! Honestly, I can cope. I can handle this lot easily.
DINGO: Oh, yes. Let him handle us easily.
GIRLS: Yes. Let him handle us easily.
LANCELOT: No. Quick! Quick!
GALAHAD: Please! I can photograph them with the Pentax 67! There's only a hundred-and-fifty of them! I’ll only need one brick of 120 roll film.
DINGO: Yes! Yes, he will photograph us easily! We haven't a chance.
GIRLS: We haven't a chance. He will photograph us easily...
[boom]
DINGO: Oh, #$&!.
LANCELOT: We were in the nick of time. You were in great peril.
GALAHAD: I don't think I was.
LANCELOT: Yes, you were. You were in terrible peril.
GALAHAD: Look, let me go back in there and face the peril.
LANCELOT: No, it's too perilous.
GALAHAD: Look, it's my duty as a knight to sample as much peril as I can.
LANCELOT: No, we've got to find the Holy Pentax MILC. Come on!
GALAHAD: Oh, let me have just a little bit of peril?
LANCELOT: No. It's unhealthy.
GALAHAD: I bet you're a Sony fanboy.
LANCELOT: No, I'm not.

This could just use a light heart dislike.

---------- Post added 07-28-19 at 12:08 PM ----------

Great lines, fellows!

what do you know? Reveal pls.

---------- Post added 07-28-19 at 12:10 PM ----------

Did you miss the pre-order? Mine's awesome

So looks like you have a pre-release copy... (thinking)