Archive for January, 2007

Camera Obscura

Tuesday, January 30th, 2007

I’ve been having a hell of a time finding cute guys on the BART to grace my pages here. There are signs that it could improve soon (I’ve noticed the original BART boy still rides the next-to-last car every morning, but that he’s switched which end of the car he sits in, making it really hard for me to snap pictures of him from the old spot), but it’s been a long dry spell.

Not only are a lot of guys bundled up to the point that it’s next to impossible to tell what they look like, but I seem to be having a little trouble with my timing. Even when I do spot someone worth capturing on my SD card, I seem to always catch him just as he’s turning around, or as the train bounces, or when a very large woman has just placed her enormous ass between my lens and my subject’s face.

hpim0023_a.jpgIn short, every picture I’ve taken lately has been total crap. Take the one to the left, for example. He was tall, blonde, gorgeous, and lined up right in my sites as I waited in line for a triple venti no-whip mocha at the Starbuck’s across the street. This particular Strabuck’s is the slowest I’ve ever encountered. There are people in line that have been there since the store first opened, still waiting for a latte. I figure I have all the time in the world. I line up my shot, wait until blondie’s looking particularly adorable… Then, just as I’m getting ready to snap, the line moves. I turn the camera just a bit to follow him, and I end up with a horribly backlit shot that does the guy no justice at all.

photo_120406_002_a.jpgOther shots have been coming out badly for no discernible reason, like this one (which was the last one I shot with the old Treo 650 before replacing it with the iPaq). Tall, Dark and Handsome was just sitting there waiting for his train, with no clue that I was zooming in on his well-groomed, completely doable self. I had all the time in the world to maneuver myself into just the right spot and get a nice up-close-and-personal. I managed to snap a couple before his train pulled in, and as he boarded I took a look at how my pictures turned out (I rarely check them on-the-fly, as that might be just a bit too obvious… I force myself to wait until I’m out of “I’ll kill you you little stalker freak!” range). Garbage! This guy was amazing, but the pictures came out like the ol’ Treo was wearing 2:00am beer goggles.

I’ve got a ton of them like this, unfortunately. It’s not that I’m slacking here; I’m just being thwarted by photographic forces beyong my control.

I’m Getting Happy

Tuesday, January 23rd, 2007

I’ve got tickets to go see Bowling for Soup again tomorrow at Slim’s here in San Francisco. I’ve been looking forward to it… well, since I saw them last summer.

Bowling for SoupGo ahead and laugh if you want. I realize BFS tilts a bit toward the pop end of the punk-pop scale, and that it may not do wonders for my rocker cred to listen to music so relentlessly happy that the band’s own guitarist once described it as being “like being licked by seven puppies,” but I love these guys. They’re funny, they’re out of shape, and they always look like they’re having a really good time on stage. It’s like watching a band full of your drinking buddies, except that these guys can actually play the instruments. Even drunk, I suspect.

I’ve loved them since the first time I heard Almost from A Hangover You Don’t Deserve while radio station-surfing on my way over the Bay Bridge a couple years ago. After hearing that one track, I stopped at Best Buy on my way home and bought the CD, along with Drunk Enough to Dance — the first new CDs I’d bought in a very long time. I credit BFS for reigniting the love of music I’d somehow lost track of in the years before I heard them, and for showing that there was some pretty damned music that I wasn’t hearing on the classic rock stations.

So, yeah, they’re not angry, they’re not dangerous, and they smile a lot. I’m fine with that. Everyone should be licked by a puppy once in a while.

How Many Geeks Does It Take…

Thursday, January 18th, 2007

Who ever said working on Cisco routers was complicated?

Four Hands and a Sup

This is what happens when you try to replace a Cisco supervisor without the right tools. One stripped screw, and it takes a village to pull out your RAM. It should be noted there were six arms involved at one point, but I’m not quite proficient enough with the new camera to snap a Kodak moment with my tongue.

If Cisco’s warranty people ask, this never happened.

Hype at Home

Saturday, January 13th, 2007

iPhoneKris watched the announcement of the Apple iPhone a few days back. Now, I just got my new HP phone yesterday, but on pondering what to do with a few thousand that just came my way, Kris asked me “Why don’t you get an iPhone?”

“It’s not available yet,” I mentioned.

“OK,” he says, “Get one when they’re available, then.”

“They’re only going to available through the cell phone provider you constantly deride as the minions of hell, and will lock me into a two-year contract with them. So we’re looking at a half grand and a large chunk of my soul.”

“Yeah, but they’re cool.”

“Oh?” I ask. “What’s cool about them?”

“Uhhh…”

He had no clue. Other than “they’re shiny,” he didn’t even know why he thought they were cool. He’d totally fallen for the hype. Now, they may end up being the coolest damn phone on the planet, but Kris was ready to run out and blow $500 on one based on having seen it spin in circles in front of Steve Jobs a few times.

I don’t know how Apple does it, but I suspect that if you crack open an iPod and dig around far enough, you’ll find the mind-control device in there somewhere.

There’s a Light at the End of the Tunnel, and It’s Flashing

Friday, January 12th, 2007

The post-holiday crunch at work is finally starting to wind down, thank God. The last couple months have been a non-stop series of trying to fix one thing fast enough to be able to start working on the next thing that breaks. There have been dead servers, buggy code, failing storage, and just about every form of mayhem that can happen to a major website, but we managed to keep the beast running long enough that we’re finally starting to come out the other end.

Of course, that just means that now we’ve finally got some time to do all the things we had to put off to take care of emergencies, so I don’t see my workload getting lighter any time soon. Still, having a million things to do isn’t nearly as stressful as having a thousand things to do right now, so I’ll count the current situation as a good thing.
I’m also hoping that the end of the holiday season will also mark an end to the serious dearth of cute BART riders the last couple months. There was one promising omen today, though: the original BART Boy and the sleeping cuddler were both on my morning train, though a little too far away for me to get any good pictures. If it happens again tomorrow, though, I’m ready. I just picked up a new phone today (an HP iPaq 6945) with a much better camera than the old Treo 650. I’m just going to have to remember to make damn sure I keep the flash turned off.

Happy 2007, Damn It

Wednesday, January 3rd, 2007

Nothing can shatter your New Year’s optimism like a bad day at work.

Well, actually, a bad day not at work, since as of now (nearly 2:00am PST), I’ve been on the phone with a tag-team of irate clients since early this morning, about an issue that it’s beyond my control to fix.

I’m tired, I’m grumpy, and I really need a shower.