Archive for August 16th, 2007

16 Aug 2007 A Story in Four Frames
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I’ve spent much of this evening surrounded by a pile of manuals, lenses, the tripod, and various photography bits and bobs, trying to get it all straightened out for this wedding. I bought a flash today, a remote control, more bits and pieces, and nearly bought another lens from Craigslist. I got as far as trying this 50mm f/1.4 lens out in a parking lot beside the subway station, but I decided to forgo the prime and make do with the ones I have. I really wanted a wide-angle, and I already have a 50mm prime.

I’d nearly given up on the online auction helicopter ride, but now that I’ve decided not to buy the prime lens I’m going to see if I’m still in the running for the auction item. The bids have been driven up literally overnight, but I’ll see what happens in the morning. The auction completes at 12:00 noon.

I’ve never used a DSLR flash before and let me tell you, it was easier for me to use the camera! I usually don’t read manuals, I figure out new devices by fiddling around with them, but I don’t have the luxury of time to learn everything I need to know by Saturday. I’m giving myself a crash course. I don’t like using flash, but there’s no way around that for shooting any sort of reception. I finally got the two electronic devices to “talk” to each other (maybe I’m subconsciously avoiding using an external flash because of that whole “master and slave” reference), and when I tried to use them in sync with the remote control, I couldn’t get the remote to work…

Oh, for pete’s sake. It’s a tiny stick with one button on it — how can it not work?!? Must be the battery… because that’s about all it consists of!

I want to actually accomplish SOMETHING this evening, so I’m going to post a little four-frame set of pictures I took of some birds in Cambridge last Saturday instead.

sticking the landing
sticking the landing

and then there were two
and then there were two

chortle
chortle

and… bye!

I'm so outta here!
I’m so outta here!

16 Aug 2007 The Wayward Text Message
 |  Category: Randomage, Tales of the Absurd  | 6 Comments

wayward text message

Last Friday night I fell asleep in my armchair and woke up to this. Methinks it’s not intended for me, for two obvious reasons. Why would I waste a Saturday on my hair???

In the old days, smoking pot and using a telephony device meant accidentally dialling an ex. And taking a very long time to punch the numbers (or, on a rotary dial, false starts with the index finger falling out of the holes. Remember rotary dialling?). Not that I’ve ever done any of that, but I’ve got an imagination.

In 2007, smoking pot and using a telephony device means taking 15 minutes to type out a message like this, then sending it to a total stranger. Except the total stranger sees your number and posts the message on the internet.