Work has been keeping me busy as hell this week so I’ve got a backlog of entries to post. First off is a quick How To on what exactly those custom parameters do on my Canon Digital Rebel XT courtesy of an email exchange with WBB resident photography expert John Carrico.
The How To is posted here.
Such a horrible name for this website, but the content should hopefully mitigate that a bit. Tons of live music and concert stuff from interesting musicians. I’d like to see some sort of iTunes Music Store track-purchasing interface. (via Gerard)
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in a freakish turn of events, the recent uprisings throughout the muslim world has rat-trapped the attention of major league baseball talent scouts. it has been reported that no less than seven relief pitchers have been signed as a result of the newly discovered talent field. the last time scouts enjoyed unknown honey holes they were in cuba and puerto rico, but those wells are not as cheap as they used to be.
in addition to the many bullpen spots, five muslim rock throwers have been signed up as center fielders.
i am curious as to the timing of all these protests and the reporting of pitchers and catchers to camp.
coincidence? i think not…
Pulling up on a building fire, sometimes there is dark-grey smoke pushing out and rolling upwards from open windows, or black smoke leaking forcefully from cracks in a cornice and soil pipes on a roof and every path and crevice it can find (fire is like water in the way that it flows), or sometimes there is no sign of smoke or fire other than its unmistakable smell telling us it’s somewhere, hidden, waiting to be found. But there are times as well when pulling up on a building fire is a staggeringly beautiful vision of flame. There was a blizzard in New York, and the snow was laying everywhere and falling everywhere, and through this early-morning backdrop of snow the huge bay window of an old bar on Houston Street had become a madly flowing curtain of fire, spiraling around that missing glass and undulating like a storm-swept sea, surging out to the snowstorm and flowing up along the wall with dark, pillowy smoke crowning high from the flames. There is work to do, and lives are at stake, but still I pause and take this into my mind, a beauty that is truly beyond description, the creator and destroyer, perhaps the most fundamental beauty in the world. How can I do anything but pause, a moment for something so much greater than me…. And then to work, exhausting work, we put this fire out.
Fricken hysterical.
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