Saturday, August 30, 2003
Thursday, August 28, 2003
i didn't even feel it. it just washed over me, it seems. amazing. i look forward to seeing everyone at the party this weekend. it should be a blast. we've got adolph serving up Pappa's BBQ; paul bringing the ice cream and root beer; we've got a pinata all filled up and ready to go; and a nice bright saturday to look forward to.
WISH LIST ADDITIONS:
huggies pampers (size 4)
512 mb ram
shoes (size 4 or 5)
lord of the rings - two towers (dvd)
large plastic developer can (fits 3 120 plastic reels - used from co-op/cam exch)
radio flyer wagon
radio flyer push wagon
clothes size 12 to 18 months
where the wild things are stuffed dolls, books
dr suess books
art/painting books with TONS of bright colorful images
toys appropriate for 12 to 18 months
musical toys, drums, maracas, etc.
ALSO: HE CLIMBS!!!!
Wednesday, August 27, 2003
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Tuesday, August 26, 2003
Monday, August 25, 2003
Applications/Ghost Recon - Desert Siege/Ghost Recon Data/Mods/Mp1/save/replay
to play the replay. It starts conventionally enough, a rifle and a sniper team, a bridge crossing, making sure we're all covered and the bad guys can't get behind us, then at the little gap where the bad guys always got us before, we were going to use a grenade to flush them out....ooops. Switch to the rifle team whenever the replay gets to the little gap and press F1 to watch in third person mode as the sniper team blows itself to smithereens.
in unrelated news, Dave and I went to the Austin Chronicle's Hot Sauce Festival yesterday. The event was held at Waterloo park and featured live music by Grupo Fantasma and The Derailers. it was all fun and games until Grace got Dave to try out the hottest pepper sauce on the planet. They served it to him on the end of a toothpick and thank god for that because any more of the infernal substance would have killed the poor devil...
Friday, August 22, 2003
This in part has been due to limitations in how we work with the data. From a design standpoint, it was simpler to put a calendar on a page as a grid. However, when I try to look out on my work calendar, it spans a year. It's new year is about now and the limitations of the printed calendar prevent a good visualization of how I am going to approach larger projects. Contemporary computer calendar software seems to follow this model (Outlook, iCal do at least).
What I want is a Year Wheel. I think it would be really cool to take the php glue to iCal calendar data and put it into a flexible flash interface that presents a year cyclically, rather than linearly.
i am so excited. it's 8:14 am. in about seven hours i'll be boarding a plane bound for the great northwest, and the sweetest girl i know. while i have some nagging concerns (the welfare of my plants, confused/irate clients) i am absolutely vibrating with anticipation. i feel like a six year old before christmas.
i would like to take this opportunity to wish killito a wonderful birthday, with many, many happy returns. speaking of returns, i am currently planning on taking a taxi home from the airport on sunday the 31st. i figured everyone would be out celebrating labor and generally unavailable.
Thursday, August 21, 2003
This is pretty interesting. I'm starting to work on a new interface for the Packet Pickup Application and was thinking about implementing it in Flash rather than html or dhtml.
Wednesday, August 20, 2003
There are plenty of other kinds of fowl. I'd think I'd prefer turkey or duck any day of the week. Chickens have been a remarkable domesticated bird though. I wonder what other categories of animal missed out on domestication. We have Equines, Bovines, Fowl, Sheep and Goats, ...?
I think taggart and I will go to barton springs today...We definitely haven't taken advantage if that fountain of youth enough this summer!
Tubing anyone? Before the summer is over we should hit the comal or the san marcos river.
School starts in one week-back to "old naked lady bathing" and another atempt at catheterization. "hello nurse!"
Anybody have a favorite candidate for election 2004?
I mean, that would be pretty horrible. Even if you don't like to actually eat chickens, a world without unfertilized chicken eggs with which to make wonderful pastries and pancakes and not to mention mayonaise would be a pretty sad.
Monday, August 18, 2003
In addition, the Ambience Light Sensor (shown at left)�is able to detect the flicker of artificial lights such as fluorescent, mercury vapour and the like. The flicker is really a strong shift in the colour being emitted by the light source during each on/off cycle (there are usually 50-60 such cycles each second).
As it has been explained to us, once flicker has been detected, the AWB system compensates by applying a different balance frame-by-frame�as needed to counteract the per-cycle colour shift. Egads, if this works it could be of tremendous benefit to sports shooters in particular, since the colour shift really only becomes nasty at action-stopping shutter speeds (1/60 is typically the threshold; above that you'll increasingly experience the problem).
it was great to see everybody this past weekend. hope you all had a wonderful time, enjoyed catching up, and dieing like men on the field of honor. i think i caught dave's creepin' funk, as my snot runneth over.
it's gonna be a busy week as i try to wrap everything up before heading out the the pacific northwest to see my goose. wish me luck.
Friday, August 15, 2003
The power came on again most places by 5 a.m. this morning, but the subways and trains will not be running again until tonight, so no one could commute to work, really, which is why we got a "snow day"!
I tried calling you, Carol, a little while after it happened but the cell phone lines were jammed -- I called you at work and heard you say hello, I said hello twice and then the line went dead. -A
It�s not very often that one gets a snow day in August, but today it was virtually impossible for most New Yorkers to get to work, making it the largest �snow day,� or power blackout in U.S. history.
Where were you when it happened? That is the topic of everyone�s conversation on the streets throughout the city. It was 4:10 p.m. and I was getting a signature from someone verifying that his plants had been taken care of for the day. He looked out at the digital clock at Penn Station to get the time so he could make a note of what time I had been there.
�Damn clock�s out,� he said. Just then, someone yelled down that the power had gone out in the building. �Must be something going on at Penn Station,� he said. �Probably another bomb scare.�
I started walking toward the office when I noticed people were suddenly spilling out of all the office buildings nearby. People were frantically waving down taxis.
�Power�s out all over the city,� I heard someone say.
A cop was standing on the corner of 34th and Seventh Ave. busily fielding questions from passersby. I asked him if the subways were still running.
�Yeah, they have their own generators, so service shouldn�t be affected,� he said.
I walked over to the A-C-E subway entrance and looked down the stairs. It was all dark down there and I could here a Metro Transit worker on the intercom below, �Everyone stay perfectly still! No one move!! We�re going to get you all out of here as soon as we can, but everyone has to be quiet and stop moving!�
Bad idea, I decided, and began to scan around for taxis. A few of them were still empty, but they were filling up fast. Then I noticed the traffic was coming to a standstill. Suddenly, I realized there were 9 million other people on the sidewalks with me and we were all trying to get out of Manhattan!
I�ll get there faster walking, I thought, and started to steer myself in a northeasterly direction. I walked 25 blocks north and seven avenues east, passing by Times Square, Grand Central, and Bloomingdale�s on my way to the 59th Street bridge.
People were very calm, almost too calm, I thought, considering this looks eerily like September 11 all over again. Still, it was a blessing to be surrounded by so much level-headedness in a situation where mob mentality could have easily ruled the day. Lots of people simply congregated outside of their office buildings, talking and smoking as though waiting for the power to come back on any minute.
Not me, I thought, the last place I want to be right now is Manhattan, and kept walking. Manhattan may be the only city in the U.S. where there are more pedestrians and mass-transit users than there are automobiles, a fact that quickly became evident as the amount of people on the sidewalks surged and overflowed onto the streets, taking up entire lanes of traffic with their thronging multitudes � the huddled masses yearning to be free.
People were in good spirits, smiling, even cracking jokes, stopping to buy ice cream from the traveling ice cream van (in times of crisis, business can be very good for a few � ice cream vendors were particularly fortunate on this 94 degree August day without air-conditioning).
As I approached the 59th Street bridge, I was quickly enveloped in such a mass of people as I had never seen before. I had caught glimpses of this sort of mass gathering at a few rock concerts, but this stretched the entire length of the 59th Street bridge, from Manhattan to Queens, on both the upper and lower levels.
�We�re packed in like sardines,� someone said good-naturedly.
Great, I thought, just where I want to be, suspended 100 feet above the churning waters of the East River with hundreds of thousands of people and hundreds of cars packed in as tight as they could be. It looked sturdy though, no swaying beams or shuddering wires, so on we went.
Again, the swarms of people outnumbered the cars, shutting down two of the four lanes of traffic on the bridge after they had completely filled up the pedestrian crossing area and overflowed into and between lanes of traffic. The cars were moving much slower than the people at that point. The people in their cars obliged us all by turning up their car radios to the news stations, so we could hear snippets of information on the long walk home.
�All of New York is without power and parts of New Jersey, Connecticut, Michigan, and Canada.�
�The mayor says it is not terrorism.�
�People are stuck on subways all over the city, including tunnels underneath the East River. Teams of Metro Transit authorities are working together to get everyone out in the pitch dark conditions.�
Two hours later, I had made it across the bridge and up Northern Boulevard to our apartment in Astoria, Queens. Anthony hopped around excitedly, showing me the battery-powered light globes he had set around the apartment to keep things well lit throughout the night. We listened to a battery-powered radio, each of us connected to an ear-plug, off and on for several hours.
Later, after dusk had fallen, we climbed up to the roof of our apartment. For the first time ever, we could see stars lit up over New York City. �There�s the Big Dipper!� Anthony said, �I�ve never in my life seen the Big Dipper before in the city.�
We could also see the Manhattan skyline, for once dark and silent as obelisks against the lighter blue-black of the night sky. Only the U.N. had light�s on, backed by their own internal generators. The Empire State Building and the Chrysler Building were completely dark and strange looking. A few red air traffic lights blinked red on the roofs of some of the skyscrapers. Everything else was quiet and calm. And for one night, the first in nearly a century, the city slept.
Wednesday, August 13, 2003
So I was really happy to have seen my little brother up in Austin the other night. As I mentioned in a previous post he came into to town with the San Diego band Album Leaf . He was the manager for the month long tour that took the band as far as Chicago and Atlanta. By the time they got to Austin they were pretty worn out, but still had eneogh energy to put on a good show...
So, as usual I came away from the visit full of love and music. My brother also hooked me up with some of his new stuff....which I encourage you to check out here. This track is an older song of his....
Some more interesting tidbits here.
Tuesday, August 12, 2003
flipping movies 180 degrees with premiere was easy once i found the palette to do it, but it wouldn't export flipped. i was rendering the workspace and then i was trying to export. the resulting file was always right side up. It was totally frustrating.
Paul suggested that i get up and walk away; that i was overlooking something totally obvious. maybe.
so i stopped working on it at 3:30 and moved to getting a poster printed instead. I left for the day and ended up playing with adolfo iv most of the evening. We had chili dogs for dinner. Carol piled hers high with tomatoes, onions, cheese, and chili; while i had mine with a good slathering of mustard.
The baby fell asleep and we both stayed up watching 'third rock' (the funniest sit-com re-run ever).
My body demanded that sleep an extra hour and a half today, so i did. Once i got to work, i returned to the video flipping project. I waded throught my hierarchy (sp?) loooking for my file and i noticed a temp folder had been created where there hadn't been one before. Had i missed something?
In that folder were all the 'rendered' movies i had made! they all had fienames that resembled: jlsju0003002010030409lalk.avi. Once i figured out which were which, i just renamed them, took them back into premiere, and exported them so the file sizes were a little smaller. Perfect!
After recieving the following email, I now realize that I am able to destroy even remote machines. It seems my evil-voodo works over tcp/ip... I mean, I have only been set up at Verve for 5 days and boom my particular server goes up in smoke.
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Monday, August 11, 2003
Sorry man but Tacos you can get anywhere?
There is a ceiling on Taco Greatness right?
However the French Toast at Truco 7 is something I dream about almost everymorning.
So are thier Enchalada Moles.
There is also a restaurant right around the corner from Casa Kloster( if you are facing the Kloster it is to your right and up the stairs....they have an awsome nopalito salad.
Yogurt con fruta at El Cafe (next to Teatro Juarez) and some coffee is also bueno.
The quesadias in the Square with the Huge Shapley Trees are pretty good too.
Damn I wish I would have gone there instead of the STINKING BAHAMAS!!!!!!!
looking over the teatro juarez?! beautiful. i know that carol wants to go there again so bad. i think we may try to make the trip in late september for carol's birthday. It would be nice to take a few days off and leave 'the boy' with grandma.
MAKE SURE YOU DROP IN ON NINI, THE NICEST LADY YOU'LL EVER MEET! I'LL TRY TO GET YOU HER ADDRESSS IF YOU DON'T HAVE IT ALREADY.
If you make it to the Calle de los Besos (name???) they kids will stop you and try to tell you the whole story behind the name of the street. don't bother listening, it takes too long, it's all in spanish (most likely), and they just want money for telling you a story. Might sound kinda cute on paper, but it's just plain annoying when you're there.
buy tacos adolph. tacos, tacos, tacos...
More and pics later.
--Adolph and Amber
Saturday, August 09, 2003
NEVER EVER, even if you mother buys the trip for you, go to Freeport, Bahamas........there are 40 islands that make up the Bahamas but as far as that one is concerned dont bother.
Friday, August 08, 2003
So Dave and I went up to the gallery lombardi last night to check out the Erotica art show. There was a pretty good turnout (I suspect it had something to do with all of the pictures of naked men and women on the wall) and people seemed to be really enjoying themselves, despite some of the live music.
Some of the art-work was pretty good. There was a wide range of style and media-from video to colloge, to photography, to drawring and oil-painting. There was even some 'new media' stuff by our buddy Dean Nixon.
Thursday, August 07, 2003
So I had a dream � In my dream � we were all fiending about this game that is a cross between chess and AOE � some board game � anyway � Adolph had this great idea about holding a game on a bridge that was under construction on the outskirts of town � well Killy and I carried out the plan � we somehow managed to get a hold of tuxedos for everyone and these pass card id tags that we had to wear around our neck with lanyards � so we got these things and using them we each managed to get a hold of a black four door full sized sedan car � one for each of us
We used these cars to drive out to the bridge � the bridge was really cool � the entire thing was broken up into huge sections about a half a block long � each section was suspended in the air by a giant crane � the pieces were suspended over a big river at the edge of town and this was the ideal place to have a game
So Todd was ultra-paranoid that someone would catch us � Adolph�s suit was wrinkled � everyone else was setting up the game when Todd saw the trackers at the same moment they saw us
�There they are!�
they pointed at us and started running towards us to get us � we had the upper hand � not only did we have these really cool tuxedos and id tag lanyards � we had these super cool remote control super cars � since a car couldn�t simply drive on the bridge � remember � it was still under construction and suspended in pieces over the river � we used a really narrow bridge that resembled a catwalk that ran parallel to the big bridge to drive to the center of it � so now � we were on the run � the cars were in remote control and started driving forward � the narrow bridge was wide enough to hold the width of one car with the doors closed � so we all had to run forward following our remote control cars toward the other side where the road opened in order for us to open the doors to get in
it was really exciting � the bridge swaying � these crazy men in black suits chasing us in our tuxedos � we running and jumping over the gaps between the bridge chunks � a very cool action adventure dream
I was amazed at Adolph�s speed
Wednesday, August 06, 2003
The sky was full of jellyfish clouds,
The sea was golden hay.
We lost our way on winding roads
That swam like fish away
And gleamed silver in the light
Hoping not to be found again
In the cool freedom of water
Where all motion and sound
Muffles and fades and here
at last you escape yourself
so you can find yourself
in the shade of Shelter Island.
Tuesday, August 05, 2003
to the family chavez
it is with sincerest regrets that i inform you of my inability to attend your darling lovely wonderful son's brithday festivities.
i am looking at plane tickets (the paper kind adolph) that, if used, will have me up in the pacific northwest on the aforementioned day of festivities.
as much as i like pinatas, ice cream floats, etc. duty calls, and i must answer.
not every man would volunteer for a ten day vacation in natural splendor with a beautiful woman, but i think i am up to the challenge. how could i do otherwise?
Sunday, August 03, 2003
We woke up WAY too early this morning. The baby was poking at my face and saying "da" at about 6:15. He grabbed at my nose and scratched me, so i put him off the bed. After a few seconds of standing against the side of the bed, he crawled towards the door, opened it and crawled out into the hallway, where my mother quickly picked him up and wisked him off to the living room. I slept for another fifteen minutes before i woke up.
Coffee was already made. Carol woke up and made french toast and eggs (heart shaped - i should have taken a picture). It was delicious. We put the baby in the stroller and took a walk around the neighborhood. It was warm yet pleasant, but only because i know how hot it's going to get in the afternoon.
The sidewalks here are nice: smooth and long. The trees that line the majority of the streets here are hardly old enough for their roots to have developed a taste for sidewalk concrete. They provide a patchy shade as we walk between them.
I don't kow what kinds of trees these are. It is as if they are peeling their skin off, revealing a dark orange inside. Many have big knots from where a branch has been torn off, from one of the many prunings these trees get. My mother, on a previous walk, had mentioned that that was one of the reasons why she loved this neighborhood: they kept up with the trees.
On our way back we passed through a long gap that runs immediately behind the houses that my mother's house faces. In this gap there is a wide white sidewalk and, posted alongside it are massive electricity poles. I would imagine that if you stood out there in the evening (or even on a quiet sunday morning) you might be able to hear the crackly hum of electricity flowing through the wires they support.
We got home and immediately went to the apartment for the car and other misc. things we had forgotten. The car sounded horrible at startup, but made the trip fine. I had all sorts of fantasies on my way to sugarland about changing out the fuel filter and the oxygen sensor; about getting the engine and muffler replaced; about getting the god-awful smell out of that car; about getting its up-to-date inspection and registration; so that i can get back on the road with MY car. The car i paid for. The car i used to drive my baby son home from the hospital. The first car i bought with my wife. The car i owned when Dezma was born.
It was caked with dirt. I hadn't touched it since we bought the Honda (february?) I detailed both cars this afternoon. It was hot - africa hot - iraq hot - fire in my pants hot -
...and we never got to watch the movies we rented.
Saturday, August 02, 2003
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Friday, August 01, 2003
Also, on chapter 4 (or 5 - can't remember) of the photoshop master class book i've been working on. On page 75 of the Walker Evans biography, and i'm taking one last walk through the apt today. we've got to get all the miscellaneous stuff out before the weekend.
saturday is a yard sale at my mom's house, along with a mini bbq for whoever manages to get up down here. If it's just me and the kid and the wife, though, that would be fine too.
saw adaptation last night. loved it.
I love my new powerbook. I don't come close to using all the programs that it looks like you all have going.
The catologue project I am doing is going well, over one hump into the valley of the next rising mountain.
Kids are all alive. Laura is down stairs painting.
I like the colors in the posted painting, paul.
Little killy looks------bigger. Funny how that works.
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