Robot Filter V2 Well. The new look of robot filter. What do you think? Did the redesign work?
What not to do You are at the Fourth of July thing in the park. Apparently they are two gay guys nearby who are smooching, and you yell at them to cut it out because it's disrespecting to you especially in front of your children and grandchildren. Somehow the cops get involved.
Don't yell at the cops - just don't. Say what you will about cops, but listen to me you drunk idiot retard: don't yell at cops.
America BTW, happy birthday america. I still like ya.
Disrespect I love that. I love people yelling about being disrespected. They get all riled up and crazy.
Seaplanes are go God, I love me some seaplanes. Yesterday I was riding my bicycle around manhattan and ended up at the marine terminal on the east side in the 20's. It was about 5pm on a Sunday, so there was a regular amount of seaplanes touching down bringing people back from fancy vacation spots I assume. They are just cool. Hey, look! It's a boat! It's a plane!
American Baseball As I was riding home, I stopped to take a breather and found myself in a great spot to watch a little league game. These kids were good and I almost found myself cheering when this one kid smacked a homerun. Other guys came up and asked about the game and the next thing I knew I was talking about baseball with people. WTF. I haven't talked about baseball since I was like 12 and loved the Houston Astros because they had that nutty pitcher and pretty uniforms. There, I said it: I really liked their uniforms.
Pro-baseball still bores me - little league rocks, though. These kids were either really good or really clumsy - a perfect combination if you think about it.
If Snoop Dog like the robot Would he call us Hapizzle Robozizzle? Or what?
The politics of Legally Blonde That is the next feature on the NPR show I am listening to. We saw Legally Blonde the other night. It was girl's night out, but somehow I ended up going, too (yea, yea, because I am girl). It was ok. That Wilson guy - which one is in this movie? Alec Wilson? Billy Wilson? I forget, but he was horrible. And the first part of the movie was cringe inducing. And the last part with the motivational 'washington rocks' speech was... ughhh. But otherwise it was fine. Lots of dogs doing funny things. My only issue was almost cheering for soritory girls, something that made me feel icky.
Leica gushing Not to turn this into a camera specific journal, but here is my review so far of my dear Leica camera I bought a few weeks back. I love it. I love it. I love it. I love it. Love it. Love it. Love it. Someone somewhere wrote that these cameras make you a better photographer because they make you work for it. I don't know - you may not be able to tell from my last few rolls, but when I am shooting with it I am like a much more competent photog-type. I think I am framing my images better. I am metering scenes better. My images are slowly looking sharper.
Gush. Gush. Gush.
352nd Harvard Commencement Will Ferrell gave the commencement speech at Harvard - David posted this on Palaver, but I thought it was worth re-posting if you haven't read it. Good Stuff.
As most of you are probably aware, I didn't graduate from Harvard. In fact, I never even got a call back from Admissions. Damn you, Harvard! Damn you! I told myself I would not get emotional today. But damn it, I'm here, and sometimes it's just good to cry.
I'm not one of you. Okay? I can't relate to who you are and what you've been through. I graduated from the University of Life. All right? I received a degree from the School of Hard Knocks. And our colors were black and blue, baby. I had office hours with the Dean of Bloody Noses. All right? I borrowed my class notes from Professor Knuckle Sandwich and his Teaching Assistant, Ms. Fat Lip Thon Nyun. That's the kind of school I went to for real, okay?
