tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70283025460634257142024-03-05T20:17:40.975-08:00This Is No DeclarationUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger159125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028302546063425714.post-38733411486746650072010-07-10T20:41:00.000-07:002010-07-10T20:51:09.624-07:00Winter at Earth's end.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4094/4779557282_9ac27b8e54.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4094/4779557282_9ac27b8e54.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />This photo is from a recent trip to Tasmania with <a href="http://www.trotski-ash.com/">Romy & Sarah</a>. We stayed with Romy's uncle in his beautiful home on the tip of a peninsula about 1.5 hours south of Hobart. We left computers and digital cameras at home and just cooked, ate, read, drew, ate, knitted, ate, lounged, ate, hiked, skipped stones and ate. You can see all of the photos <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/51410504@N08/">here</a>. Shot with two disposable cameras and a very thrilled, wide-eye.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028302546063425714.post-86076428575605342052010-03-15T06:55:00.000-07:002010-03-15T08:33:29.319-07:00Homesickness from homeI have been missing Minneapolis lately. I have really been missing my friends there. But more truthfully, probably, I have really been missing my friends and myself when we were all there...together<br /><br />Please don't read this this the wrong way; I'm besotted with my new city, and the people who inhabit it. They are wonderful, they are talented, they are supportive, loving, and in every sense of the word, beautiful.<br /><br />I am a boy with his heart in two places at once. Or perhaps its not in either of the places I think it is, and instead in the boarder-less dream of a transient existence.<br /><br />Spurred by nothing obvious I have been having an insatiable craving to spend a night biking my former city of Minneapolis Minnesota. As in previous rides this one could contain a backpack with a few Black Labels, a camera, a time frame of 1am-6am and only a very rough notion of the trail to take.<br /><br />Since I can't take this journey this second, I'd like to share a few of my favorite photographs of Minneapolis, all of which were taken on a bike ride much like I've spent the day dreaming about (and these past few moments describing).<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/fromsa.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/fromsa.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />A night-time view from the always beautiful Stone Arch Bridge<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/falls.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/falls.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />A night-time view from Minnehaha falls Falls<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/DSC_0026resize.jpg?t=1268663042"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 252px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/DSC_0026resize.jpg?t=1268663042" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />A Wintery view from that majestic Stone Arch Bridge<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/goldmedal_ruins.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/goldmedal_ruins.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />Again from the Stone Arch at the ruins and the Gold Medal Flour lights<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/mpls_skyline01.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/mpls_skyline01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />A Minneapolis skyline. Shot for a project with <a href="http://unequal-design.tumblr.com/">my favorite LA resident</a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/mpls_skyline02.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 531px; height: 799px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/mpls_skyline02.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />That Minneapolis skyline, from my old neighborhood<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/pearsons.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 531px; height: 799px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/pearsons.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />Candy & MPLS... Again from the <a href="http://unequal-design.com/">DCL</a> & CST collab.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/stone_arch.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 531px; height: 799px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/stone_arch.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />That very Stone Arch Bridge.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028302546063425714.post-45951859975686130032010-01-31T17:53:00.001-08:002010-02-01T03:56:04.530-08:00ME†AL MEAL<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/2_metal.jpg?t=1265024684"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 798px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/2_metal.jpg?t=1265024684" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Me†al bleach t-shirt, long in the making. More of this<br />is in the books, too much fun.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028302546063425714.post-60064668965022278852010-01-05T22:18:00.001-08:002010-01-05T22:19:53.274-08:00I cannot stop laughing<a href="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/colintrechter/GO88nH8SJ0B3S2sKaoecL90YYMhxnYzZ1y0IVNYFb43JEJhtaMYck7B5lVVU/side_by_side_lizportraits.jpg"><img src="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/colintrechter/I7HnRwWo5yQBir7EJlffUfBl3ZdSBV2OLlwc1TUPILsd1sFf68JiyEyd7sqf/side_by_side_lizportraits.jpg.scaled.500.jpg" width="400" height="289" /></a> <p>at the likeness. </p><div>Portrait by my dearest <a href="http://helloliz.us/">Liz Plahn</a>.</div> <p style="font-size: 10px;"> <a href="http://posterous.com/">Posted via email</a> from <a href="http://colintrechter.posterous.com/i-cannot-stop-laughing">colintrechter's posterous</a> </p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028302546063425714.post-23204487337948407142010-01-03T00:38:00.001-08:002010-01-03T00:38:35.621-08:00From Owen Dennis' Blog
<a href='http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/colintrechter/wzDpshlHzyottyzpEddkArnCBooCAqDnDrcyGEzChalIpkFIFnEIeexIwibg/media_httpowendennisc_tEsbh.jpg.scaled1000.jpg'><img src="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/colintrechter/wzDpshlHzyottyzpEddkArnCBooCAqDnDrcyGEzChalIpkFIFnEIeexIwibg/media_httpowendennisc_tEsbh.jpg.scaled500.jpg" width="500" height="375"/></a> <p /><div>Which you can read <a href="http://owendennis.com/blog/">here</a>.</div> <p style="font-size: 10px;"> <a href="http://posterous.com">Posted via email</a> from <a href="http://colintrechter.posterous.com/from-owen-dennis-blog">colintrechter's posterous</a> </p> Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028302546063425714.post-90984571929520916292009-12-29T16:32:00.000-08:002009-12-29T16:39:00.618-08:00The age when no one likes you<object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/K7l5ZeVVoCA&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/K7l5ZeVVoCA&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object><br /><br />It's been a decade since I heard this song, and thought about that line <span style="font-style:italic;">nobody likes you when you're 23, </span><span>& now that I am 23 I think i've rediscovered the truly spiritual connection I have with this band, and this song. Side note, this was the first song I learned on guitar. </span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028302546063425714.post-87542033210978557592009-12-07T19:16:00.000-08:002009-12-07T19:25:17.034-08:00catz4dayz<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s3.amazonaws.com/files.posterous.com/headers/784609/scaled500.jpg?1260242113"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 124px;" src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/files.posterous.com/headers/784609/scaled500.jpg?1260242113" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://14.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kqi3utuuIK1qzdezoo1_250.gif"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 144px;" src="http://14.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kqi3utuuIK1qzdezoo1_250.gif" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://14.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kqi3utuuIK1qzdezoo1_250.gif"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 144px;" src="http://14.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kqi3utuuIK1qzdezoo1_250.gif" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />My friend <a href="http://pixelpencil.com/">Jonathan Tillet DeMallory</a> & I have been plotting for some time to set up a blog where we post all things cats. We both love the creatures, like many others, so this will serve as our running (ideally daily) archive of our cat encounters. You can check out our blog <a href="http://catz4dayz.posterous.com/">here</a>. <em></em>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028302546063425714.post-52886626970474473582009-11-29T23:58:00.000-08:002009-11-30T05:57:34.784-08:00Nü Zealand<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.zooomr.com/images/8603350_a82b4764b4_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 224px;" src="http://static.zooomr.com/images/8603350_a82b4764b4_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />In 4 Days (3.5 sleeps) this is where <a href="http://kated.net/">Kate</a> & I drove around New Zealand in the early days of this fine month of November. All these here photopix taken by the aforementioned <a href="http://winemouth.tumblr.com/">Miss Magellan Kate D</a>. Apologies for the quantity, I'm still wrapping my head around the concept of brevity. If this post is taking too long, you can view smaller thumbnails <a href="http://www.zooomr.com/photos/bloodlosssway/">here</a> (this will also allow you to bypass my long-winded narration.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.zooomr.com/images/8593247_f80805c788_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 224px;" src="http://static.zooomr.com/images/8593247_f80805c788_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />This is the 2 door Pulsar I rented. Her four monster cylinders and highly responsive manual transmission carried us with swift grace from Christchurch, to Akaroa, through Arthur's Pass in the Southern Alps, to Franz-Josef Glacier, Fox Mountain Glacier & Lake Matheson.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.zooomr.com/images/8593246_e63a6732f9_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 393px; height: 440px;" src="http://static.zooomr.com/images/8593246_e63a6732f9_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />I have yet to fully grasp the numerous translations of the word "coffee" in New Zealand & Australia but these are Latté Bowls. These were consumed on the Lavender farm/café/gallery just outside of Christchurch, a glorious find en route east.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.zooomr.com/images/8593252_150ac15191_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 224px;" src="http://static.zooomr.com/images/8593252_150ac15191_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Blue door cathedral on the way to Akaroa.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.zooomr.com/images/8593253_979d97eb54_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 224px;" src="http://static.zooomr.com/images/8593253_979d97eb54_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Akaroa-ViewOfHarbour.jpg">Akaroa</a> is southeast of Christchurch on the Southern Island. Akaroa, which means <span style="font-style: italic;">made-up-fairyland</span>* as you can see here, is surrounded by hills with sheep on them, like everywhere we saw in New Zealand.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.zooomr.com/images/8593262_4c3c86dd03_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 224px;" src="http://static.zooomr.com/images/8593262_4c3c86dd03_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />I have come to realize that I love waterfalls, and will continue to chase them. This one spotted on the descent to Akaroa.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.zooomr.com/images/8593316_381a96ea75_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 224px;" src="http://static.zooomr.com/images/8593316_381a96ea75_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />I love Norfolk Pine, and really regret letting the one I had in my bedroom shrivel up and die when I was 13. I'm glad that my tree made it to Heaven.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.zooomr.com/images/8593284_3c4ed66d05_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 224px;" src="http://static.zooomr.com/images/8593284_3c4ed66d05_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />This is a memorial along the main street in Akaroa.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.zooomr.com/images/8593347_6b1b00c452_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 224px;" src="http://static.zooomr.com/images/8593347_6b1b00c452_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />This is for <a href="http://jjjjustin.tumblr.com/">my friend</a>, he will notice how I am falling over.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.zooomr.com/images/8593370_aebe8f6952_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 224px;" src="http://static.zooomr.com/images/8593370_aebe8f6952_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />This is me in Akaroa when I was 10 years old, & before my jaw was reconstructed.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.zooomr.com/images/8593392_f2a97d813d_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 224px;" src="http://static.zooomr.com/images/8593392_f2a97d813d_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />This is in Akaroa where we had a picnic, one is advised not to eat any shell fish from this part of the beach...<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.zooomr.com/images/8593396_1f2ea8c94e_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 339px; height: 224px;" src="http://static.zooomr.com/images/8593396_1f2ea8c94e_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.chezlamer.co.nz/">This is a fantastic Hostel in Akaroa</a>. You can't miss it, cause it's pink and on the main street. Aside from being ridiculously inexpensive, it also offers you a full kitchen, garden, BBQ, use of their bikes, fishing poles & hammock. They also mailed me my belt because I forgot it.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.zooomr.com/images/8593394_e0c883cab2_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 224px;" src="http://static.zooomr.com/images/8593394_e0c883cab2_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />For dinner we BBQ us some salmon, steak n' Asparagus.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.zooomr.com/images/8593397_c46a43e9e3_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 224px;" src="http://static.zooomr.com/images/8593397_c46a43e9e3_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />From Akaroa, an early rise has us working our wayward wagon west, towards glaciers & through mountains.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.zooomr.com/images/8593398_88a06c2871_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 224px;" src="http://static.zooomr.com/images/8593398_88a06c2871_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />This old car reminded me of and old man, friend, an old <a href="http://nickbachman.blogspot.com/">man friend</a>.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.zooomr.com/images/8593413_d764abea68_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 224px;" src="http://static.zooomr.com/images/8593413_d764abea68_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Kia's are big birds that supposedly eat the rubber off of cars (an the tomato off of tomatoes).<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.zooomr.com/images/8593461_2c122c582f_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 224px;" src="http://static.zooomr.com/images/8593461_2c122c582f_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />This is Franz-Josef, the town of.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.zooomr.com/images/8593477_a124b27b41_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 224px;" src="http://static.zooomr.com/images/8593477_a124b27b41_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />This is Franz Josef, the glacier.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.zooomr.com/images/8593438_8a0c1021dc_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 224px;" src="http://static.zooomr.com/images/8593438_8a0c1021dc_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />We were constantly bewildered by the thick jungle surrounding the snow-capped mountains and mass of ice.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.zooomr.com/images/8593483_d685856511_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 224px;" src="http://static.zooomr.com/images/8593483_d685856511_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />We tent camped on a dried up riverbed of a (temporary) glacial spring. While peeing in the middle of the night, I saw a 3.5 foot <a href="http://www.google.com.au/search?q=Aquarium+in+the+Corner&ie=utf-8&oe=utf-8&aq=t&rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&client=firefox-a">Kip McClellan</a>.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.zooomr.com/images/8604119_525429ed3b_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 397px; height: 706px;" src="http://static.zooomr.com/images/8604119_525429ed3b_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />We roasted us some veggie kabobs,<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.zooomr.com/images/8604120_9c53ac2574_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 224px;" src="http://static.zooomr.com/images/8604120_9c53ac2574_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />and we was home in time to celebrate Kate's birthday in Melbourne, with pavlova.<br /><br /><br />*In My language and <span style="font-style: italic;">Long Harbor</span> in <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ng%C4%81i_Tahu" title="Ngāi Tahu">Kāi Tahu</a> <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/M%C4%81ori" title="Māori">Māori</a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028302546063425714.post-65272746035055750782009-11-25T06:28:00.000-08:002009-11-25T06:37:38.276-08:00Happy ChalkboardI put the first coat of chalkboard paint up tonight, he's a happy black dot. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/chalkboarddot.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 384px; height: 288px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/chalkboarddot.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Also, a massive posting of images from my whirlwind trek 'round New Zealand coming in a day or so.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028302546063425714.post-24183978065809785722009-11-02T09:39:00.000-08:002009-11-02T10:13:17.318-08:00Magnificent mornings<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/pastdightsfalls.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/pastdightsfalls.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Yarra River on the left (the same river that runs behind my home) Yarra trail on the right.</span><br /><br /><br />I have come to understand that our journey to wherever we spend our day can have a profound effect how we experience it. The reason that I am only now realizing this is due to my previous proximity. I have not had a commute of more than 10 minutes to work or school for quite some time (if ever). My commute now, can take anywhere from 20 minutes to an hour, this all depends on how I chose to get there, what mode of transport, and how relaxed I chose to move.<br /><br />In previous times here in Melbourne, I have thoroughly enjoyed riding the trains, it's perfect for winter, and I feel some sort of inexplicable love for it. However, I've always preferred riding my bicycle to almost any other form of transportation, so as the days have gotten warmer (and oh have they! Its been reaching the low to mid 30s (roughly 90ºF)) I have made an effort to ride as much as possible.<br /><br />Until about two weeks ago, I was riding (on a designated bike path) along some fairly busy roads for about 3/4 of my commute into the city. The ride was only about 7kms, but took about 25 minutes, if I biked quickly, due to traffic. The new ride is closer to 20kms, and takes about the same amount of time at a reasonably relaxed pace. Not to mention there are no cars, and the scenery is positively gorgeous.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/taggedwallalongyarra.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/taggedwallalongyarra.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Yarra River on the left (the same river that runs behind my home) Yarra trail on the right.</span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/bridgeoveryarra.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/bridgeoveryarra.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">One of a couple attractive bridges along the trail, can't help but make me think of all the beautiful bridges in <a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/0/06/Saint_Anthony_Falls_aerial.jpg">Minneapolis</a></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/childrensfarmvines.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/childrensfarmvines.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Vines, veggies, and other plant-life on the <a href="http://www.farm.org.au/">Collingwood Children's Farm. </a></span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/childrensfarm.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/childrensfarm.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"> more <a href="http://www.farm.org.au/">Collingwood Children's Farm</a>, the farm also has a <a href="http://www.farmcafe.com.au/">café</a>, with chickens, peacocks and geese running around.<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNA8Ox6fyPE-_iSMd-A9nZSfNwiijwXgyHooWmUmX2FnSkiDdSndgbiEm-JjotrQYxNTymqDDEsg_lLB_F2V3OBhkBuC9bxxqBd9KnaVCHh-b2OpUn3G1lKDxYRVS4hZhFQy07W8lRiPE/s1600-h/photo.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNA8Ox6fyPE-_iSMd-A9nZSfNwiijwXgyHooWmUmX2FnSkiDdSndgbiEm-JjotrQYxNTymqDDEsg_lLB_F2V3OBhkBuC9bxxqBd9KnaVCHh-b2OpUn3G1lKDxYRVS4hZhFQy07W8lRiPE/s320/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399569512347137618" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br />Today a friend and I stopped in for iced coffee, and a peacock had his feathers open, unfortunately all I have is this phone picture. Regardless, the café is fantastic, and how great to have morning coffee on this bustling farm</span><span class="Unicode">‽</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/twohorses.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/twohorses.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Some handsome characters in some of the paddocks a little further down from the farm.</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028302546063425714.post-13763309721208318912009-10-28T19:13:00.000-07:002009-11-02T07:08:11.444-08:00People Collective<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/sm_ppl_col.gif"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 67px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/sm_ppl_col.gif" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Well,<br />The worst part about having to pick a new name for the studio Aaron & I have set up here in downtown Melbourne, is telling everyone that... actually we're not <a href="http://www.theuniongraphic.com/">The Union Graphic</a> any longer.<br />Due to some legal issues (ha!) we were not able to register our business as <a href="http://www.theuniongraphic.com/">The Union Graphic</a>.<br /><br />The good news, however, is<br />that we have registered a new name, hired an accountant, and thanks to said accountant, even have our Australian Business Number! <a href="http://www.peoplecollective.com.au/">People Collective</a> was born on Tuesday, October 13th 2009. We have been very busy between setting/sprucing up our studio, projects & taking care of all the business loose-ends. This weekend we are planning a little op-shop trip in a white <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a5TxK4JPkPg">combie van</a> (hopefully heads devoid of zombie)<br /><br />Check back soon for photographs of my newly discovered ride to work (through a farm!! Thanks <a href="http://www.isobelknowles.com/">Isobel</a>!) and our studio, all set up and furnished.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028302546063425714.post-90862397591507776102009-09-30T08:53:00.000-07:002009-09-30T20:31:29.833-07:00Babysitting to BruceI havn't babysat (dumb word) PROVIDED CHILDCARE SERVICES since I was like, 15. But when you live for free with family, you jump at an opportunity to help out. Such was the case tonight, when Tim & Rachel had to go to go be guests of honor for their (through Tim's family business <a href="http://henrybucks.com/">Henry Bucks</a>) contributions in the fight against colon cancer.<br /><br />I had more fun than expected, in no small part due to this:<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwIMQ5R8hsBfykzeuqWXS1QwYGZEMvfR_hugcFWP7BGDVkNzeJVtBHNWsnVmBFUdg4RdVlPbfHlr_6jBCJFgQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />Filled with such pride, and joy, I hope someday these kids know how cool they are for having done this.<br /><br />P.S.<br />Worth noting, Ari (drumming) Was born in Iceland, Gemma in Australia, and I in the U.S.A.<br />but I think the power of the Boss transcends borders and nationalities, something in his conviction and passion just makes one proud to be themselves, free at least, for the 5 minutes that the drum pounds away, and Bruce gives us his all.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028302546063425714.post-35992207734096139362009-09-28T00:49:00.000-07:002009-09-28T01:14:55.835-07:00vroom vroomI got this bike, I'm beyond excited. It was a ridiculous steal, and has all original parts.<br />I think for the first time, I'll not be hip, I'll not be strip, and she shall keep her 12 speeds.<br /><br />I live on a helluva hill, and after a long date with the steel wool, she'll be sparkling like Vegas.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/new_bike_FTW.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 326px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/new_bike_FTW.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />One attempt on the timer,<br />trying to relay my elation<br />so awful I had to share.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/peugeot_aubisque.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/peugeot_aubisque.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />We'll focus on the star of the show. Her name is pending. But one thing is for sure, I love her.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028302546063425714.post-89398199156778420102009-09-08T02:17:00.000-07:002009-09-08T09:26:43.950-07:00Adults adding -y, -ey or -ie to the end of their 3 letter name<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/possessions.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 394px; height: 400px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/possessions.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />I am packed and more or less ready for departure. I took this picture because this is <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cOfaYFIHt1g">my life</a>. All my belongings, moving forward.<br /><br />Last day in the Midwest for a while.<br /><br />Bon Jovi has always sucked.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028302546063425714.post-61910530690480191012009-09-02T00:59:00.000-07:002009-09-02T11:36:43.350-07:00The Union Graphic<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/uniongraphic_shields.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 640px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/uniongraphic_shields.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />On September 17th I will be arriving in Melbourne. There I will be <a href="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/crew_dancing.jpg">reconnecting</a> with friends, <a href="http://home.jtan.com/%7Ejoe/R75/R75_3.jpg">traveling</a> and most excitingly, starting a small studio with my good friend <a href="http://aaronmoodie.com/">Aaron Moodie</a>. The studio is called <a href="http://theuniongraphic.com/">The Union Graphic.</a> Together Aaron and I will focus primarily on print (with a side of web) work for (first and foremost) The bi-annual <a href="http://inside.nextwave.org.au/">Next Wave Festival</a> in Melbourne, as well as other ventures in the art, design, architecture and not-for-profit realm.<br /><br />Until then, I will be cruisin' the USA visiting lovely people coast to coast. I'm hoping to regain a life interesting enough to document and share. Time will tell.<br /><br />To those of you not in Australia, why? I reckon you should plan a visit. For those of you already there, I can't wait to see you.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8rGFfO5fUvE">Tramps like us...</a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028302546063425714.post-24327549565109013232009-08-27T14:59:00.000-07:002009-08-27T15:03:17.361-07:00Updated Albatross<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/birdline.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 85px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/birdline.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><br />Latest iteration of albatross illustration.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028302546063425714.post-3415708731684799962009-08-18T21:18:00.000-07:002009-08-18T21:21:45.925-07:00Albatross<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/albatross.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 384px; height: 288px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/albatross.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028302546063425714.post-527084063237190462009-08-17T16:03:00.000-07:002009-08-17T18:50:01.019-07:00froma munf outThere are a multitude of disjointed thoughts currently suspended here, your flicker downward deploys a slow drop.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/4storiescopy.gif"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 390px; height: 520px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/4storiescopy.gif" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />For Michael Aberman's <a href="http://wesawthat.org/">We Saw That #3</a> Centered around a theme of, Why we travel.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/20tentscopy.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/20tentscopy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Canoe camping.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/19camp_nightimecopy.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/19camp_nightimecopy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Canoe campsite.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/13canoe_convergecopy.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/13canoe_convergecopy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Canoes converge.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/fromtipi.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 599px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/fromtipi.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />From within a tipi, at NW Fur Trading post.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/fromsa.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/fromsa.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />From the Stone Arch Bridge.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/falls.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/falls.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />At the Minnehaha falls.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/topfalls.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/topfalls.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />From atop the Minnehaha falls.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/woodpecker.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/woodpecker.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Woodpecker at Eloise Park with <a href="http://www.nickbachman.blogspot.com/">Nick.</a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/eloisewithnick.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 499px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/eloisewithnick.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Also at Eloise Park with <a href="http://www.nickbachman.blogspot.com/">Nick.</a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/entry.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/entry.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Father's day archway.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/lush01.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/lush01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />A fertile father's day.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/ferns.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 239px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/ferns.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Ferns on father's day.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/grass.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/grass.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />A fine field on father's day.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028302546063425714.post-12292350792775505442009-07-28T12:37:00.000-07:002009-07-28T12:38:26.253-07:00What the world needs now, is a new Frank Sinatra<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TybFyhlwdvU&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TybFyhlwdvU&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028302546063425714.post-45620068869022383762009-07-22T18:26:00.000-07:002009-07-22T18:27:06.263-07:00Its not even a debate anymore dude.In 1,040 characters I will add my embarrassingly tardy two cents to the twitter debate (& naturally, create a compounded twitter term: “twitterate”). There are three main reasons I Tweet. I have already published the first so I will focus on the remaining two.<br /><br />Twitter is like any other creative/expressive environment, be it YouTube, a blog, a poetry journal, or a freestyle battle; some participants excel & create intriguing/entertaining expressions that utilize the limitations, & others author predictable, drab or unfortunate writings.<br /><br />Twitter is an opportunity to share anything, poetically, practically or otherwise. One can choose to document and publish the seemingly small aspects of life (there was a time when “appreciate the little things” was an oft recited line). Or one can report from the front-line (preferably with a link to more information).<br /><br />I don’t believe everyone should tweet, but for those interested & inspired, it is/can be, far more than a 140 character window for journaling your life, or it can be just that.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028302546063425714.post-75611403674780433552009-06-16T16:56:00.000-07:002009-06-16T17:04:59.969-07:00Only famous people get interviewed<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.itsnicethat.com/articles/865-liz-plahn"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/Picture1-5.png" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />My dear friend <a href="www.helloliz.us">Liz Plahn</a> (pronounced plain, plane) was featured on <a href="http://www.itsnicethat.com">It's Nice That</a> today, not only was she featured, but she was also <a href="http://www.itsnicethat.com/articles/865-liz-plahn">interviewed</a>, something reserved for those looking for employment, the famous, and suspected felons.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028302546063425714.post-5381049163814318282009-06-16T13:00:00.000-07:002009-06-16T13:05:57.472-07:00An incredible storyDavid Crystal's <a href="http://david-crystal.blogspot.com/2009/06/on-texting-saving-life.html">latest blog post</a> is as exciting and incredible as it is fascinating. Detailing the story of a brave woman in a hostage situation, text-messaging authorities and friends, describing the situation, her plans, their plans, and that she was doing okay. A reader commented with <a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/society/2008/dec/03/congo-text-message-amputation">another story</a> of texting-triumph in a dire situation.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028302546063425714.post-31510526036234786342009-06-16T09:51:00.000-07:002009-06-16T09:58:27.734-07:00Maybe I will have a car someday<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://newsimg.bbc.co.uk/media/images/45931000/jpg/_45931527_riversimplehydrogencar5_1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 466px; height: 300px;" src="http://newsimg.bbc.co.uk/media/images/45931000/jpg/_45931527_riversimplehydrogencar5_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />From the <a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk">BBC</a>, A hydrogen car (which, unlike most current designs, actually has the potential to be extremely efficient, using 6kw as opposed to upwards of 80kw on most similar cars). <a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/science/nature/8103106.stm">This</a> story has been making me really excited this morning (as has <a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/business/8102432.stm">this</a> one) because not only is it said to be extremely efficient (achieved by the use of "ultracapacitors"— also, totally fucking rad) the designs will be "open source" allowing for designs to be improved, tweaked to fit different environments, and facilitating the use of local man-power & materials. So jazzed.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028302546063425714.post-9679986340503834592009-06-04T07:49:00.000-07:002009-06-04T07:57:26.690-07:00TICKETS ARE INSANE<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gowalkabouttravel.com/destination-melbourne-australia/melbourne1.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 356px;" src="http://www.gowalkabouttravel.com/destination-melbourne-australia/melbourne1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><br />So according to <a href="http://travel.nytimes.com/2009/06/07/travel/07pracaus.html">this</a> New York Times article, we will never see airfare to Australia this cheap again. So I implore anyone and everyone to hop on this bandwagon, eff fiscal responsibility, come visit me in Australia. There are insane deals on flights to <a href="http://www.airfarewatchdog.com/FareDetails/tabid/82/FareId/1106044/Rvs/0/DEP/MSP/ARR/JFK/Default.aspx?source=nl_type_awd_departure&value=2009-06-03+00%3A00%3A00&r=&h=73ef5f08345f7adb15f9b36d68f1db2c&n=3250824&u=CF574DCF01&argschk=1">New York</a>, <a href="http://www.vaustralia.com/">Australia </a>and <a href="http://www.qantas.com.au/regions/dyn/home">Australia</a> I'm sure there are tons of deals, you just gotta find 'em n' get 'em. Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028302546063425714.post-21239005590350008252009-06-02T09:12:00.001-07:002009-06-02T09:13:08.661-07:00YES (ding round two)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/theyhavebeenbooked.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/badtimeforjokes/theyhavebeenbooked.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />adios america.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3