Back and bloggier than ever
Dun-dun-dun-duuuuuuuun!
I hope everybody got the right music there in their heads, I really wasn’t sure how to write that. Anywho, before tonight’s cuts on American Idol (at least before we watch them) I wanted to make a few comments about this week’s performances. So those who don’t care, move along. Nothing to see here. For the rest of you…
!@(images/thenewme1.jpg:R popimg: “I am so GQ”)Not so much the new me, but rather the new look for me. It’s not even really a new look, as much as it’s a cleaned up, slightly repackaged look. It all started with going crazy at some Macy’s sales – now my closet is brimming with dozens of nice shirts. Rather than just buying everything willy-nilly, I really focused on how I wanted to look. And I really like my wardrobe now. To top it off, I got a haricut on Saturday, and then finally headed to the eye doctor for my first checkup in… three years. Yeah, I know. Brian Regan would be so proud. This week I’m trying out new contact lenses, and hopefully on Wednesday my snazzy new specs will be in. ARMANI! Hey, I’ve been wearing the same pair for around 6 or years now, it’s time I spent some money on my eye.
!@(images/thenewgetup.jpg:L popimg: “Sportin’ the 50mm”)Of course, that wasn’t my only spending on optics. Lisa was able to locate the lens I wanted, and much to my delight it was waiting for me when I returned from some drunken revilry with Joseph. Ok, maybe not drunken, but we did enjoy some quality time at one of our usual haunts. Anywho, time and sobriety mattered not once I saw the opportunity to start playing around. It will take some getting used to, but this lens should really open up some much more casual shootings options for me.
Lisa and I experimented with taking various “candid” shots of each other. Suddenly this is becoming such an ego blog.
!@(images/me50mm.jpg:N popimg: “What can I say? This is one cool photo”) !@(images/lisa50mm.jpg:N popimg: “Tough choice picking out just one of her”) !@(images/cutiepie.jpg:N popimg: “The closest thing to a decent couple shot I could manage”)
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And since I don’t want Jessie to become jealous of all of Teddy’s “face time,” here’s one of his test shots:
!@(images/jessieluv.jpg:N450 popimg: “Giving Jessie sum luv”)
Has anybody else heard this chick? I’ve seen commercials for Katie Melua a couple times late at night and her sound intrigued me. Very Norah Jones-ish, but a bit more dynamic. Typically I would forget her name by morning and never pursue the issue. One night I finally did remember to check out her website, I still had difficulty finding her music. Tonight I was lucky enough to stumble upon a concert of hers on TV (once again, late at night on WLIW – a public station). Aside from being incredibly cute, she is a very talented singer and performer. Most noteably, she did one majorly cool version of The Cure’s “Love Cats” – very jazzy and boppy. Maybe tomorrow I can poke around Best Buy to see if they have a copy.
Gotta share some great links. First there’s the bizarro Perry Bible Fellowship courtesy of Mark (no, the other one). Man, that’s just wicked brilliance there – I love the random surrealism and dark humor wrapped in a pretty package.
Then we’ve got Bunny Suicides (thanks to Broad at Bat). Yes, you read that right. And yes, it’s pretty self-explanatory. Although it’s also far more creative than I could probably ever come up with.
I just want a new lens. That’s all I’m asking for. I even picked it out all by myself – presenting the CanonEF 50mm f/1.8 II. AAAHHHH! And the crowd goes… mild. It’s nothing fantastic. But it’s cheap, supposedly fast, and great for lowlight and portrait type shots. Not that I plan on taking a lot of portrait shots, but I’m hoping that for less than a hundred bucks I’ll wind up with a lens that allows for some more casual (flashless) picture taking.
Anywho, my point was that I can’t find a single darn camera shop in New Jersey. Ok, I found one. But it was smaller than my office. And they don’t like Canon there. When I was in North Carolina, I stumbled upon this great camera store filled with lenses for me to blow money on. But I thought to myself, “Nah, I can get these anywhere.” Haha, silly me. Nobody takes pictures in New Jersey!
Well, Lisa’s going to look for a couple stores she used to go to back on Staten Island. Hopefully she’ll come back with a little package for me today.
I cannot afford an upgrade. Forget about affording it, I haven’t even had my current camera for a year. Seriously, I can’t even think about what this offers for at least 6 months.
Even if it does have a USB 2.0 connection.
And a 3fps burst mode with a 14 frame buffer.
Nope, can’t look at it… where’s a drool icon when I need it…
If I have something real to say on this site – more than the typical how my weekend went sort of thing – I’m more than willing to have complete strangers drop by and offer an opinion. Hell, even if all I’m doing is talking about my mundane existence, I really don’t care if some unknown person wants to offer a suggestion or two. Otherwise I wouldn’t be here on the Internet.
When you play around on a site as small as mine you come to cherish those random passerbys who comment. There’s a feeling of “Wow, somebody noticed me out of millions.” I know most of it is completely random, you just happened to hit the right search terms or click on the wrong link, but it’s still a little ego boost.
The snow last night wasn’t that bad – definitely not like last Thursday night – so I’m back at work trying to build firewalls. Not bad after a fun-filled weekend. Well, not completely fun-filled, but there was enough of it.
As is usual, I’ve been getting a trickle of spam comments most days. But this latest wave is a tad bizarre. It caught me off guard at first because they were generally short comments that almost made sense. Things along the lines “nice site” or “I’ll have to bookmark you” or even “I disagree,” but longer and in full sentences. Then I looked at the e-mail and sites they provided. Well, for now we’ll call this a family site and claim that I don’t want to say the sorts of sites they listed. But to be perfectly honest, if this blog were Ron Jeremy‘s himself I think he’d be too disgusted by their suggestion to repeat.
I really don’t care much – not a single one made it past the filters -b but some of the comments just became… well… odd, if not belligerent. Just the other day one of these jokers said, “OMG you must be totally retarded.” And today someone actually told me, “If I saw you in the street I’d spit on you.” Now, does this sound like a good marketing plan? I mean, the spam is already blatant, and I’m not giving them any free marketing, but now they’re basically insulting me, too.
Let’s face it, if you call into question my mental state, or threaten me with saliva, I’m not going to stand for that. So just go sell your freakish goat-blowing tranny porn elsewhere!
Everybody say hello to Mr. Sun – the latest addition to my regular reads. Mr. Sun puts together some pithy, yet thoroughly entertaining, observations about the world he shines down upon (and its crazed inhabitants):
Dante Chialvo, a physiologist at Northwestern University, says your brain is like the Internet. I know mine is — it contains mostly recycled opinions and images of nudity.
Just take a quick gander at his list of upcoming movie sequels or the composition of a a funny sentence.