in black and white
in black and white
Rules. Everybody's got them. In this case, if a vendor tells Fedex that they have to get a signature from a live person to deliver, then any notes that you leave won't make a difference. The only up-side is that you can at least go to the Fedex distribution center and pick up the package after 7pm or so. And thankfully getting from west LA to Marina del Rey at 7pm on a Friday night is a piece of cake. Fruitcake. Hard like rock fruitcake.
No, not me. I'm not going anywhere. ST is off to Hong Kong. I'm trying to build up my new road frame so I can start commuting a day or two a week to work but it turns out that my old handlebar (with shifter and brake lever) got tossed out. Arrggh. Now I have to order a new handlebar ($) and shifters ($). This was going to be a cheap project but it just got more pricey. It's always something...
dark clouds lifting, slowly sifting
through yesterday's fog of war
battle-worn and breaking the chains
slipping away, letting go, finding more
self fulfilling just stop instilling
there isn't always something wrong
rising tides will catch the morning light
unless you keep playing that damn song
And so begins the year of the rat (earth). Already passed over in Hong Kong, but since we're a day behind, I can say "good luck and prosperity" now. I have to admit that I didn't clean as much as I should, and I didn't leave the windows and doors open to let the good luck in. But I didn't sweep today, and haven't bought shoes or pants in awhile. Here's to a rat-a-rific year.
So sayeth Smoke and Pony. While we haven't abandoned the idea for our reality show, we did decide that we're fighting an uphill battle because we had the audacity to create a reality show that had redeeming qualities instead of appealing to the most base instincts. Silly us.
Oh well. Onward and upward with vanish and hopefully a remake of a very cool obscure oldie. More work to do...
Seeing the boy off this am for his trip to Santa Barbara to stay on a ship over night. We did the shopping over the weekend to get supplies (watch cap, gloves, some wet weather gear, etc) and I packed lunch and some other snacks. Stuffed the duffel full with sleeping bag, clothes, etc. So the scene in the am was him walking across the playground with his backpack and blue duffel. The grow up fast.
new year, new shots, new language? How many tones?!?
An oldie but a goodie...shuffle play comes through again. One-hit wonders, unite!
She ain't got no money
Her clothes are kinda funny
Her hair is kinda wild and free
Oh, but Love grows where my Rosemary goes
And nobody knows like me
I didn't write this, but wish I did. I'll be playing with Sam Wheadon (who did write it) and Odd the Dumb Boy next Wednesday. About time I got back in the saddle. Better late than lever.
i'm selling happy futures in the sunshine of my life
i live in pleasant takers with my children and my wife
i reap the rewards of sacrifice and prayer
and the weasels in the basement they mostly stay down there
Well, a little late with the red but I'm stepping and fetching the best I can. Natural fireworks found on the way to Peets today
PR had a full night. Five new videos on youtube and another couple recorded but waiting for a rainy day. What's up with that? Oh, avoiding cutting video...I see...
sometimes life's a blur
and other times it is black and white...
Took this today, but didn't think it would be quite so prescient. The tranny cost how much to fix?!? I always knew that I couldn't afford to race forever...
Ahh, to be gigging again. Of course there is the waiting...but once i'm set up and ready to go. Well, I'm ready to go. I forgot the ipod for recording (hey, I'm fighting the flu), but did get a shot of the quartet plus vocalist before of. I rehearsed with them, which led to this gig with Sam. And once all was said and done, the verdict was in...gotta find more gigs. Sam is on the case, and I'll play pretty much anywhere.
A quiet non-day essentially. Stayed home sick as the flu is nipping at my heels. Had to run a few errands though, as there was no food in the house. Turns out the boy stayed home as well, so he got dropped off in the afternoon (he wasn't home when I was supposed to pick him up - shock). He didn't seem so sick though...
More Wong Kar Wai. Chungking Express is still my favorite, but this movie had lots of...um...visual acuity. Yeah, that's it...visual acuity. Zhang Ziyi was especially sassy, but with Carina Lau, Maggie Cheung, Li Gong, and of course Tony Leung...well, that's some acuity.
Well, when it rains it pours. I suppose it could be all the obsessing over cameras, but while I've been thinning the herd the remaining horses are off their pace. Will I have to put them down? First off was the D70. I had someone coming over to buy it and I decided to shoot some test shots. And saw this:
Well, never let it be said that I move slowly. Or that I don't support my local brick and mortar establishments. I'm a Pentaxian now, although I'm still sorting out lens choices and issues. Hopefully I can get up to speed before touching down in Hong Kong, but shooting today was fairly smooth. This one requires that I pay attention though...no "scene modes" or babysitters. Forced into actually learning my craft. I hate it when that happens...
I'm not sure, but I think these shots kinds of make me feel ill. Weird...
If I could ever make a decision and stick with it I'd be dangerous. Or normal. Or something. Whatever. I'm exhausting myself. Sweet. But I'm not ready for my closeup...
This one came pretty much out of left field. The mom of one of my son's good friends passed away today. She had been battling cancer, but was in remission, or so I thought. Not sure on the details, but went into the hospital a week or so ago for something minor and then rapidly went downhill. Only 50. Her husband is dead, so her 80 year old father now will raise her 11 year old son. Or his 20-something year old brother will. Sad. God speed...
With 15.5 hours at 40K feet staring at me, the last thing you want is an earache. So what do I get? Ding ding ding. So it was off to the doc for some drops (although he said he wasn't sure what the deal was). Mother's little helper might need to make an appearance as it's been a rocky week. Very un-fun. At least work is going well save one web-related bi-polar encounter. Have to decide how to deal with that one. At least I've got a lot of time to sit and think about it...
And so the trek begins. Dropped the boy off at school, back home to finish packing, do some cleaning, empty the litter box, and other exciting bits. Now off to Peets for a farewell mocha, then to work, then call a cab, the to the friendly skies of United. While checking in last night there was a fairly cheap biz class upgrade available so I took it. The original tickets were free (miles) and the outbound leg is 15.5 hours (!). Me and coach don't get along so well so it'll be worth it. Coming back will likely be the cheap seat, but that is only (!) 12.5 hours, and I get to flop in my own apt when I get back.
See you tomorrow where it already is tomorrow today.
Full flight. Last four hours with seatbelts fastened. Arrive half hour early but sit on plane and wait for customs to open. Motion sickness bad. Really bad. Boy sick too. This too shall pass...