Monthly Archives: April 2006

I developed film!

Sam bought a weird camera called a Holga. It’s plastic, cheap, and really cool. None of the parts are automatic, nothing is done for you, even the lense is plastic. It only costs about $30 and shoots large format film – 120 I think.

She got the idea from Daniel – that’s the camera he used to take those moody shots of Mancunia.

She also bought a weird little light-tight bag and bucket. We took the film out of the camera, sloshed some chemicals around, and had honest to goodness negatives 15 or so minutes later. It was magical.

Negatives to go up on flickr as soon as we get em scanned in.

This american life goes MP3

My favorite NPR program “This American Life” has made the move from awful real audio to mp3. This is good and bad. It’s good because mp3 works more places, it’s bad because it breaks my greasemonkey userscript. Here is a workaround:

Right click on the link-> save as.
Change the file extention from .m3u to .txt.
Open the txt file. In it you will see a url. That is the url to the mp3.

I’ll fix the script in a bit and it will be automatic, but this should be a stopgap till I get it done.

Nerdvana: games bigger than your house.

This weekend my neighbor, Matt Scott, hosted a bbq in the backyard. We had a good time and then as the day wore on, I dismantled the divider in our backyard. Next, I ganked his whole party by setting up the projector in the backyard for huge tekken projected on our back wall. This was great. A good time was had by all.

And then George the Russian Bear and I had a great idea.

We pointed the projector not at my back wall, but at the side of a building a few houses away. 3,000 ansi lumens of power tore the night away and threw up a Heihachi vs Panda match. The bastards were 2 stories high. Aaron turned to me and said “In all seriousness, you have the biggest television of anyone I know.” I have reached a nerd pinnacle.

Working Stiff, at Masochuticon

I don’t know which makes me like this story more, my corporate job or my love of the zombie novels.

Working Stiff, at Masochuticon:

“It was a matter of some pride to John Parr that he had never taken a sick day in his life; the sudden and violent cessation of life did not seem in itself a convincing reason to shirk. In many ways, he might have thought, if most of his cerebral matter was not currently sitting in the oesophagus and gullet of a former loss adjuster (himself now sitting, due to an absence of working knees, in the gutter of Threadneedle Street), becoming a zombie was precisely the kind of radical change that employees often need if they are to resist staleness. There might even be advantages. Discounting for a moment the constant, instinctual yearning for brains, the undead did not appear to need food, and as such the tendency to dawdle over lunch could be excised from a workforce. Also, since zombies were by any legal standard as dead as… well, as dead as John Parr himself, it was reasonable to suppose that much of the workplace legislation that had recently caused so many problems in some of Price and Partners’ more production-oriented holdings could be open to challenge as discriminatory against the deceased.”

I hope you like it too. By the way, you can be notified of every maschuticon story by email or subscribe to their RSS feed.

Urban Exploration in south carolina

I was reading ED’s myspace (btw – does anyone know how you can get an rss feed off of myspace?) when I found this link from him: Welcome To Abandoned South Carolina
They go to all of these cool creepy places and take pretty good photos. Unfortunately the site is all done in flash, so I can’t deep link or give you a sample easily. But it’s way cool. I used to live not too far from these mills and like every other kid in colatown I had to spend time exploring these tunnels under 5 points. Lotsa cool moody photos, worth the visit.

Daniel on flickr!

River Irwell
River Irwell,
originally uploaded by ‘flute.

Daniel’s gotten started in his flickr page by uploading some great moody shots from Manchester.

Everytime I go to London it is sunny and nice and everyone tells me how miserable it usually is. This is more convincing than all that talking.