Everything I used to bore people on newsgroups and mailing lists with, now in one inconvenient place.
…is better than the best day at work.
Today wasn’t the worst day I’ve had flying, but it sure wasn’t the best. I didn’t have a plan or a destination, I was just going for the sake of going – it was a sunny warm day (if a bit breezy) and I was relishing the thought of flying without having to shovel snow, pre-heat the engine, and all that stuff. I took along my film camera with the thought of taking some scenic pictures.
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I’ve been having some fun making composite pictures. I saw a composite picture at a friend’s house, and I was struck by how good it looked, not because it was seamless, but because it wasn’t seamless. The seams gave the picture character and interest. I decided I wanted to try to do the same thing. I may be no Claude Samton, but I can at least steal his ideas.
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Not much blogging lately – I’m sick, and it sucks. This is the third weekend in a row when I’ve been under the influence of this stupid thing. I don’t know why, but I never get quick colds any more – they always last for weeks and weeks, and the cough always turns nastier and nastier.
Anyway, I was discussing backing up computers with some friends, and I decided to try something new. I’ve always been more than a little paranoid, mostly because I’ve had a string of really bad luck with hard drives.
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Which America Hating Minority Are You?
Or rather, I had two dreams. Last night. Which isn’t all that unusual – what is unusual is that I remember them this morning. Usually when I wake up in the morning, I try and remember my dreams but I can feel them slip out of my grasp like trying to catch a fish with your bare hands. And as they’re slipping away completely, what spells the final doom is that Vicki tries to tell me what she dreamt about that night. I’m so incoherent in the morning that it’s a wonder I can find my way to the toilet some times.
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