the daily dub

I love photography. Check out these shots from the ISS.

Check this out, you can watch someone draw a person starting from the skeleton, and working up to fully clothed. It’s rad!

Flash Movie

In other news, Pandora Radio stores it’s mp3s in your /tmp directory, so listen to the music, and run ‘file /tmp/*’ and look for mp3s.

Wow, so my mom IMed me tonight, and told me that my entire family was just hit by a drunk driver. How f-ing nuts is that. Everyone is alright, thank god, but that’s freaking scary!

Can’t wait to hug everyone at Thanksgiving…

Man, I’m such a slacker. I haven’t finished editing Joel’s photos, and I’m already out taking more and editting them. I guess I feel daunted by 97 images waiting for my love.

At about 3:45, I was downtown at Linnaea’s, hanging with Red, working on Apple stuff, and talking over IM to Liz. I ask Red, “Hey, what time do you think the sunset is tonight?” Red: “5pm?”

At that point, I say later to Liz, grab my bike, ride home as fast as possible, put on hiking boots — still sweating from my ride — and head for the door with my camera in hand. I make it up to the hill below The P just in time for a few fleeting glipses of the sunset proper, with ample time for dusk photography, one of my favorite times to shoot.

As I look up from the trail, I see the most beautiful contrasting colors on the hill, with the moon in the background. *snap*

I look up again and notice a flight overhead, leaving trails across the sky.

I hike up a bit higher and sit down — the magic is about to begin.

Sunset with a very neat, wispy cloud. *snap*

I look over to the North, and catch this baby rain cloud trying desperately to form. As soon as I turn around, and look back, it’s gone. It did this to me 3 or 4 times before it gave up. How amazing!

I stay up there until its almost black out, and score a good shot of the moon before turning down the trail and walking home.
Note: This image’s original looks like shit — thank god for shooting in RAW!

I went up to Bishop’s Peak yesterday to hike, training for New Zealand (and also working out a hang over). I took my camera and photographed some climbers up at the summit who were practicing, for what I don’t know. None of the climber’s pictures turned out very dramatic, partly because I had no polarizer, and also because by the time I got to the summit where I could photograph the climbers, they were already off the climb. However, I did grab a cool shot of a bolt, the 25 kN support that separates climbers on belay from the deadly force of gravity.

As soon as I got down, and showered, I went to Jim’s to drop off film, pick up prints from Joel’s Wedding (which, by the way, turned out pretty good), and picked up a polarizer for my 50mm lens.