This morning at 7:45, on our way out to the gym, Jen mentioned that someone had parked their car in front of the house, and that there was nobody inside. We packed up the Jeep and sat at the head of our driveway for a minute, contemplating the idiocy: this person had stopped their Subaru on the road half in front of our driveway at a point where making a left turn would have been impossible. All manner of scenarios crossed my mind, but the top on the list was an empty gas tank and a dead motor. OK, fine; park on the side of the road and hike to the gas station. But to leave a car obviously blocking a driveway is a big what the fuck?
Really, what I wanted to do was go bumper-to-bumper with the Jeep in 4lo and push the fucker back ten feet, but Jen’s cooler head prevailed. “Why don’t you wait, and if it’s here when we get back, you can move it,” she suggested. Of course, it was gone when we returned, ruining any chance I had at automotive payback. The whole thing makes me wish I’d had one of these to stick under his windshield wiper.
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Yesterday I rose at 7 to feed the cats and noticed a spectacular sunrise out the window as I checked my email. I put the G3 on my mini tripod and set the intervalometer to 1 minute, and left it for a 100-shot sequence (there’s no way to increase the number of shots past 100, unfortunately; otherwise I’d leave it there all day and burn through a memory card). The sky was overcast and wound up killing most of the colors as the morning wore on, so the results are pretty dull.
This got me thinking, though, and I thought I’d revisit a project I did last year, where I shot one picture each day at roughly the same time for a month to see what the changes brought. (I have a particular fascination with time-lapse photography.) I’ve got an old Kodak DC-3400 that’s been gathering dust for years now, and I decided to put it to use for a new project: one shot each day for the rest of the year (and maybe beyond) to compare the changes. We’ll see what happens.
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I sent an email to a new contact the other day, highlighting my illustration work, and I got a very favorable response back which made the brain start thinking of new assignments. I have one series that I’m going to start as soon as I get a little downtime (it’s very busy around here right now) and I think I’m going to continue the Alphabet Project with some substitutions and a new A-Z series, as well as a focus on editorial work to build out my portfolio. I’m lucky enough to have a benefactor who made a sizable contribution to the Get-The-Idiot’s-Promotional-Work-Out-There fund, and I aim to make that work as soon as I’ve got my book where I want it (I estimate another couple of months.)
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I got a long-awaited check in the mail Saturday which should ease a little of the financial pinching I’ve been feeling lately; after some bills get paid and I sock a bunch away for taxes, I have a bunch of things I need to look at purchasing, in not so particular order:
- A Powerbook Sleeve – This machine is too valuable to get dinged up.
- A new iPod holder – for the gym. Mine disappeared the week I got my iPod. It’s most likely still in the center console of the rental car I was driving at the time.
- New headphones – Again, for the gym. This pair is one hair away from falling apart.
- An LLC for my design business (as yet unnamed.) – Time to get serious.
- A camera bag – I was lucky enough to receive a HUGE zoom lens for X-mas this year, and I’d like to be able to protect it if at all possible.
- A smaller lens – The zoom is FANTASTIC but not for short to medium-length shots, something I wasn’t counting on (at normal range, without zoom, it’s still strong enough to view other planets.)
- Lens filters – To protect the investment.
This is a Windows-only article on sharing one iTunes library among many networked machines. I’m sure there’s a Mac version of this out there somewhere, but I don’t have it handy right now.
Here’s a handy list of opt-out links from Lifehacker, via the NYT. The credit card opt-out link is worth the price of admission alone.
I stopped over to the Cauzzis this afternoon to say hello and peep out the new porch addition. While his brother and sister slept, Emmett got his mother, father and I all to himself, and checked out his first snowfall in the bargain.
Yeah, I’m alive. Very busy with work and house, so this space is being neglected. However, I had some spare time a few weeks ago and tackled a long-neglected chore: standardizing and cleaning up my old weblog archives, which were creaky and busted. I got all the way back to mid-2002, but I’ve hit the point where I was doing a different layout each month (hand coded old-skool, baby) and the process takes a little longer. I have dreams of importing it all into MT here, but that’s a task for a month where I have absolutely nothing else to do.
I hate command-line FTP, so I gravitate towards apps that can do things visually. I use Transmit for my day-to-day FTP needs, but I just found a tip that allows for bargain-basement FTP access via the OS X Finder: Use the Go > Connect to Server function. In the server address field type ftp://username@ftp.server-address.com, substituting your information as appropriate.
Duh. I feel stupid.
For sale up the road from my house. Too expensive for my pocketbook, but I’ve always wanted to own one.
‘Lost’ creators: We know where we’re going
“It’s time for us now to find an end point for this show,” [executive producer Carlton] Cuse said during ABC’s portion of the Television Critics Assn. winter press tour in Pasadena. “It’s always been discussed that the show would have a beginning, middle and end.”
This is probably, as much as I hate to say it, the best thing possible for the show. Better to end the way the creators intended than to fizzle out like the X-Files.
I had my iPod on shuffle this morning on the way home to the gym, and one of my favorite tunes by XTC came on. Because of the wonderfulness of the internets, I can share with you an acoustic version of that song, taped back in the days when MTV still played music, by a band notorious for its stagefright.
WARNING: Mullet alert.