Tiny

So.

I seem to have come into the ownership of a new computer. Well. It's a netbook. Real computer aficionados would call this thing a toy, but I'm thoroughly enjoying the fact that I just whipped this thing out on the couch at a stranger's house and now I'm writing this.

I'm still thoroughly amazed with the progression of technology. The amount of horsepower required to run this computer four years ago would have taken up a large portion of a full-size tower computer. And now, this little guy is roughly about the size of a small book. It also stays cool enough that I can sit comfortably with it on my lap and not suffer third degree burns.
Some who are familiar with the latest notebooks know that the "laptop" part of laptops has gone by the wayside as newer technology has invariably become technology that runs hotter, and hotter still.

Anyway. That's all that I really have to report on today. On a similar but unrelated endorsement... errr, I mean tangent, alcohol is an excellent way to dampen and suppress memories when categorizing emotionally disturbing content from a prior career choice.

I hate to advocate any kind of substance abuse, but I figure, if anyone's going to call me on it, I'll just politely remind everyone that you're all part of a coffee consuming culture, and you don't have a goddamn leg to stand on.

A place in my head

I had a dream where I was walking the world. I started near Vladivostok, and by the time I woke up, I was walking the Pripet marshes, through the Zone of Alienation.

Somebody pinch me, because I keep thinking that summer's just around the corner. I haven't felt like this since I was five or six. What the hell is happening to me?

Behold: The Cock of Canerica

It might be a long way off, but this is something I'd like to do in the future.

Incidentally, after drawing it up in Google Maps, I realized that it looks a lot like a (deformed) penis, but what the hell. This would be one hell of a trip.

Add motorcycles and it'd be its own Long Way whatever. You know what I'm getting at.

All I'd need is a motorcycle, and at least a years worth experience riding one. Whaddaya guys think? Summer 2013?

A Day for Others

It was perhaps akin to wishing an atheist a merry Christmas.

The most miserable bachelor had never marked Valentines on his Calendar, and to him it was just another day.

And why should it not be?

Interesting Widgit

Pretty much speaks for itself. Ah, modern technology. What can't you do.

A time of thoughts, though I do still trudge along

So, I've spent the last three days watching Long Way Round, on Dan's advice. I honestly bought it months and months ago, but it's taken me this long to get so bored that I actually unwrapped it and popped it in.

It's perhaps the greatest work of our time, when it comes to sheer ambition and capabilities. I'd love to take a journey like that, but two such things are limiting me in that regard. One, I haven't got anywhere even remotely close to the amount of funds required to organize such an endeavor, let alone partake of one. Two, I haven't the slightest knowledge or capability for riding a motorcycle.

It's leaving me here, staring longingly at my camera. Soon. Some day soon.

Also, in an unrelated tangent, since most of you seem to be listening to the likes of Saxon Shore a lot, I thought I'd go pick it up. Well worth the 18 bucks, I'd say. It's very mellow, but they're not like most of the other American post-rock groups (see, Pelican, Caspian) that quickly dissolves into repeating guitar riffs and overdriven overdrive crunch wah distortion fuzz crisper pedals.

Also, I've been thinking about my future career paths. I've been thinking that I like photography and writing too much to just let them fester on some other path. So I've been thinking about editing, or copy editing, or novel editing, or something like that. Something where I'd only be responsible for cleaning up other people's work (and enjoying the litany of fuck-ups that inevitably occur when writing in the English language).

Anyway. That's a lot of shit to digest, so I'll leave it at that. There will be pictures coming one day soon, I promise. Well, actually, I don't promise anything. But there will be some pictures.

Eye be one I

So, since money's tight and things are looking progressively worse on the whole, I did the only thing which any sane man would do.

Blow a huge wad of cash on an expensive and completely unnecessary camera equipment.

This thing is a prime lens, meaning it doesn't zoom at all. "But Geoff," you might be saying, "How do you expect to creep on unsuspecting victims without a zoom lens?"
First of all, I'm not a creep. Secondly, prime lenses, and particularly, this prime lens, have extremely wide aperture capabilities. In layman's terms, I can shoot cat-eyes in the deepest dark of night, to quote my old photo professor.

And of course, prime lenses are also ideal for shooting portraits, as they have next to no distortion, and this particular lens is almost the same factor as the human eye, which makes for very appealing photos.

I will be posting some of the end results in a while. My old computer requires a little bit of work before I'll be able to process more photos, so stay tuned.