Monthly Archive for June, 2004

Involuntary thoughts

As I was walking the dog today I started to say to her, “You know what you need to do? You need to…” But before I could finish, a fly flew up my nose. And at that moment my first thought was:

“Maybe that’s karmic retribution.”

Technophilia wins again

For better or for worse, I just laid down $299 for a new Canon Powershot SD10. It’s a sleek, tiny thing that takes big, bold pictures. Well, pictures that will put my crusty dusty S100 to shame. Honestly, I stopped taking pictures a while ago because the quality had degraded so much since I bought the thing, and the only nice shots it was spitting out were beach shots. And you can get good looking beach shots from a pickle jar with a polaroid duct-taped to the top of it.

But let’s back up a little bit. The real reason why I am buying this camera right now is that I am an ass, and I left my S100 in my baggy shorts pocket and it managed to escape somewhere in north-central Connecticut. Sure, my camera and I had grown apart, but I’m still very sad about it’s untimely demise. I cried all the way to the camera store.

Anyway, it’s too bad I didn’t have a camera this past week. I had a midnight mexican fiesta with some old friends from high school. It was a lovely affair with some mariachi CDs, some home made tortillas, some outdoor mood lighting and good company. But pictures, no. A month from now I may have scans of some pictures other folks took, but let’s not hold our breath. I’ll have to rely on old fashioned memories.

And you’ll have to take my word that I made these bagels this morning for Niamh and the fam. That is, as long as you can stretch your definition of “made” to include “forget that in Australia, 200 degrees is 400 degress.” I even went so far as to post a comment correcting the recipe, thus continuing the “I am an ass” theme for this week.

But, whatever. I’m getting a new camera! Yippee!

That’s the sound of procrastination

You probably haven’t noticed, by I washed my hands of Eryxma/Glexicon, my my host for snowedin.net and bogwalking.org, and have relocated to Hosting Matters, which so far has been a very pleasant transition. I have filed one support ticket, which was dealt with within 20 minutes, and the sites are running well.

For better or for worse, because of the bizarre permissions Gallery2 gave all of my photo data, and my general malaise for Gallery and it’s complexity, I have started writing my own PHP photo application. Right now it’s ugly and very limited, but it does what I need it to, and it’s does so extremely simply. If I want to upload a clip of photos, I just ftp them into the incoming folder on snowedin.net, and that’s it. The next time someone visits snowedin.net/photos, the new images will be there. And if I am feeling ambitous, I can go to that very url, and give all of the photos captions. All at once, one step. As I continue to develop this thing, I intend to maintain this emphasis on simplicity and user goal-centric interface design.

So to celebrate, I finally uploaded a few more photos from our Florida trip. I really want to get up some photos of our finished sand castle, but Alex has them and he’s in D.C. right now. Soon.

My mom today asked me why I was waiting until August to move to Bloomington. I told her why, but now I am having my doubts. Getting out there where there is stuff to do and people to meet would be a great way to finally vanquish this sensation of treading water. On the other hand, I don’t want to miss out on my vanishing opportunities to hang out with college and high school friends. Either way, I should be doing more seizing and less treading.