I am a web developer working at GetGlue.
I enjoy tweeting, taking pictures, and making movies.
This is where I write.
Saw this little guy on my way home after work last night. On an unrelated note, I love being able to declare something being “after work” and for it to still be light outside. Simply marvelous.
UPDATE!: I’ve been informed that is no chipmunk and is in fact a squirrel. Duly noted and taken note of! Squirrely thing!
I’ve decided that one of the weakest areas of my Photoshop abilities rest in its Pen tool. It’s a very useful tool that allows basic designs to grow into complex designs, however the learning curve to become adept in its use is very steep.
So I’ve been going through a few tutorials and messing around with the tool in effort to better my skills. Have a look at one creation I’ve just concocted:
New England was hit with a fresh blanket of snow last night. I woke up this morning to see the landscape renewed in its snowy vitality. Aside from working, I took some time to capture the silent snowy cool outside my window. Enjoy:
I’ve been trying out this new service called picplz for the past couple of days. It’s a dedicated Android and iPhone app that lets you take pictures and then upload it to your own page on the picplz site. It’s simple enough that I’ve been using it semi-regularly, with the possibility of increased use should I get some friends to share with. So have a look at my picplz site and sign up if you think it looks like fun.
Ken Rockwell, a highly well respected and experienced photography, has finally published his review of the Nikon D7000 (the same camera I have just purchased). In short: he loves it. I couldn’t be happier. 
So as you saw in my last post, I have – after long last – my Nikon D7000. What you may not know is that I also have in my possession a Zoom H4N. With these two electronic gadgets together I am poised to make great art!
Found two articles while trolling about the internet on how to mount the Zoom H4N onto the Nikon D7000 (and pretty much any DSLR camera to boot). Seems like through the use of this sweet doohickey, the Pearstone Male Accessory Shoe Adapter w/ 1/4-20 Stud Connector, the Zoom H4N can become mounted snugly and sweetly through the use of the Nikon’s flash shoe mount. Sadly, at the time of this writing, that piece of plastic metal is currently unavailable. Until it is available all I have to look forward to is this picture, an example of a boom mike mounted to a Canon DSLR:
Aaaah, can’t wait to play.
Hello everybody. Three things I’d like to make note of today:
1) Long overdue for an update, my About page has now been revised with more current and relevant information. With the new edit I hope I – the person – will be more understandable from the position of a stranger, and more accessible. I figure it never hurts to have more friends, so why not present myself in a friendly and approachable manner? I am particularly partial to the Care Bear picture I took at the end of the page. Let me know your thoughts in this post.
2) I’ve rearranged the display of my content somewhat. I’ve moved the links to my archived posts to the bottom of the page, added a neat calendar widget, and changed up the top navigation bar to post topics that I update more frequently.
3) I’ve added a small Google AdSense block on the right side of my blog for two reasons: 1) I would not mind making money off my blog and writings and 2) I want to gain experience and understanding of how Google AdSense works.
Aside from that I hope you enjoy reading my words. They take me some time to write, but hopefully you’ll enjoy reading them for a lot longer.
P.S.: That door knob picture is by me. Hope you like it .
The newest dog to the family, Boomer, thought he was a small dog the other day. Somehow he didn’t quite fit in the small dog’s bed.
This morning I woke up with a smile on my face and sunlight sneaking its way past my curtains. Laying on my back, I watched the curtains twitch and slightly move due to the air conditioner blowing against them. There was never quite enough pressure to fully move the curtain, but watching it twitch and giggle from the tickling air was fun enough.
Opening the curtains to begin the day is exhilarating: I always seem to forget the brightness mornings bring. I don’t hold it against myself – the nights are so dark it seems impossible that sunlight would ever return. Even when I wake up in the middle of the night – at 6am – dawn has only just begun to poke its head around the corner. It basks everything in an eerie blue-red glow that I can only describe as the nighttime-daytime hand-off.
And then it’s time to revel in my morning ritual of breakfast tea and morning music. Sipping on the freshly made pot of green tea, while listening to music (that illuminates my surroundings in unnatural sheen of joy), is the moment of the morning that I relish without abandon. For as I sip my tea, and listen to my tunes, I peer aimlessly out the window and rest while awake. I enjoy life as I have been taught: loving and dwelling in all that makes me happy.
For it is these simple pleasures that make the days past while keeping a smile on my face. The time I take to sit and sip my tea is one that nobody can give me. It’s a pleasure that I must take for myself, one that I must protect and appreciate while occurring.
Of course it would be far too easy to gulp down my tea and run out the door, never giving my mind a second to wake-up to the day and its new intricacies. This seems to be the modus operandi that society at large seeks to impress on its members. The get-up, get-going attitude that wears you out before you’ve even begun lunch.
Life isn’t a marathon, we’re all gonna cross the finish line the same way. It seems pointless to rush to the end, knowing full-well what will happen. Why not enjoy the scenery as it passes?
And that’s what I try and do. Each morning, with my hot pot of green tea, and me.
Life is all sorts of slow right now. Ever since I finished my college degree I’ve been reveling in the glow of unemployment and pet-projects. It’s a glow that doesn’t waver, however it was never all too bright to begin with.
Just a week after I clocked my final hour of undergraduate learning I took a vacation up to Boston to visit my brother and friends. It was a great trip, one that I remember more fondly as time passes. The most memorable event of the three nights I spent there was undoubtedly the unbearable heat. Every night there I would wake up at least once in a full-bodied sweat. Upon reflection it was one of the most cost-efficient saunas I have ever purchased. Save on air conditioning, embrace the heat, clear your pores.
Coming back from Boston I hit a bit of culture-shock. I didn’t realize how fully I had re-embraced Boston life. It easily took me a full day to readjust to the dull-hum of suburban life. It’s horribly dull, this suburban life.
Yet it was short lived for three short days later I was traveling again, this time to Toronto. This was my first time in Toronto, and my second in Canada. The experience driving up was tame fun, punctuated by a ten-minute period of torrential rains. Aside from those moments of acute terror nothing horribly eventful occurred.
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