Archive for January, 2009
Saturday, January 31st, 2009
Day Twenty. I shot this from IKEA, and this is my first non-DSLR on-the-go shot in this series. Sadly, I just didn’t have the balls to walk into a store armed with a big ass attention-drawing camera.
If you look closely, you can see what appears to be a stick-figure mom tossing her stick-figure child into the garbage. And it kind of made my day.
I was at IKEA picking up a rug to go in my newly remodeled room, and damn, it goes well with that new wood flooring! It’s been a good Saturday, and I forsee the rest of the weekend going about as well.
Oh, and I wrote this whole post on my T-Mobile G1, too. Quickly. Can’t do that with your usual on-screen keyboard….
Friday, January 30th, 2009
Day Nineteen. I believe these are altocumulus clouds, but I know they are awesome clouds. And they mean two words to me: cold front.
Yes, the weather here in Orlando, Florida is once again beautiful (to my standards), especially coming less than 24 hours after the swamp weather I had to put up with yesterday.
Things went more smoothly, I was more productive in my freelance work, I shot more photographs, and I hung out with friends. One of these friends is on her second interview for Apple, actually. I hope that goes well for her, because we’re in the same field and really similar, so if she can make it out in the big leagues, then I can make it out in the big leagues.
I’ll be sending in my applications later this year, after I’ve had time to scout Seattle out.
Thursday, January 29th, 2009
Day Eighteen. Florida is not all sunshine and beaches by any means. It’s a hot, musty swamp almost year-round, and it rains for more than half of the year. Today was one of those days.
I didn’t bother leaving the house, or doing much of anything, save for video games and television, you know, things with screens.
This is what it looked like outside, for better or worse. I’ll call it a washout.
Wednesday, January 28th, 2009
Day Seventeen. I think I’m almost done with school. Not because I’ve gotten all the degrees I wanted, but because I’ve been worn down by all the tedium one has to sit through in order to get just a few moments of transcendence.
What I mean is, yes I have learned a great deal over all these years, but for every piece of useful data or experience inside me, I’ve had to sit through loads of nonsense. It’s not just money I’ve spent, it’s time. And when I’ve spent the so-called best years my life sitting through hours of bullshit, at my own expense, I’m not sure the nuggets of information I’ve gained were even worth the trouble.
The system just isn’t built for people like me. People who don’t need to do busy work and take exams and listen to the same information countless times in order to “get it”. If it were, and courses were boiled down to weekend-long lecture/workshops with no filler material, I’d probably have a degree in everything from art history to economics by now.
I wonder if it’s any better on the west coast. I remember learning a lot more when I was a kid in California, so much so that I was way ahead of everyone else when I moved to Florida. And was forced to stay at their pace, despite this. That was probably my first dose of reality, and my first helping of cynicism.
But, maybe it’s different out west. I can’t wait to be back out west.
Tuesday, January 27th, 2009
Day Sixteen. I’m a man of action…. I get things done…. These were, until recently, not accurate statements about me.
Today, I did DIY project with my brother. Together, we put down wood laminate flooring in this, the last of my home’s rooms that still had carpeting. And what was once a messy, crowded room, was transformed into a clean, almost austere room.
That’s the way I like it. Simple. Clean. Beautiful.
Monday, January 26th, 2009
Day Fifteen. I shot this around midnight. As I drove home, the fog I drove through became impossible to resist, so I ran into my house, grabbed my tripod, and got to work.
It’s not a midnight sun these leaves are reaching for, but a streetlight seemingly suspended in the fog. Everything i so quiet, so still, in the middle of the night, and with the fog tonight, everything was isolated too. The fog seems to separate one thing from the other, and it is beautiful.
Sunday, January 25th, 2009
Day Fourteen. Two weeks in, fifty more to go, and I’m already making some headway. I think I just might be where I want to be at the end of these fifty-two weeks.
The kitchen and dining room are presently a mess of music gear and wires and knick-knacks. I cleared out my fourth room to prepare to install wood flooring. Tomorrow, I’ll rip the carpet out and Tuesday I’ll install the new floor. And Wednesday, things will look quite different. And I’ll feel a little better about my home.
I’ve been wanting to record music for some time, and re-doing this room will be the first step. By the end of the week, I should have everything set up. And these keys and wires pictured here will help me communicate.
Saturday, January 24th, 2009
Day Thirteen. I’ve been in a daze for some time, never all there, kind of foggy. Going from a fixed schedule to freelance in the blink of an eye didn’t help, either. Today, though, I was with it.
I’m waking up, and I’m seeing a little clearer now. I’ve been talking to people who weren’t a part of my life in years, sometimes to great effect—an old friend I was recently reacquainted led me to a freelance gig that came at just the right moment.
Things aren’t black and white, and I’m coming to realize this.
Friday, January 23rd, 2009
Day Twelve. I rarely go out on Friday—or any other—nights. Especially since the Netflix app for the Xbox 360 launched, I’m mostly glued to the television, nurturing my inner film buff.
Something tells me I need to make some changes before I further lose my connection to people and the world around me, because without my nine-to-five job, I’m seeing less of people, and I’m less attuned to the circadian rhythms followed by the rest of the world. I wake up late, I sleep late, and sometimes I almost forget to leave the house at all. Then I leave the house just to say that I have.
Granted, I like Netflix (a lot), but I’d rather not be watching so many movies alone. I need more connection.
Thursday, January 22nd, 2009
Day Eleven. I got off to a late start today, and by the time I got on the road, I was met with rush-hour traffic. This is what it looked like to me. Blurry, and kind of off. Hazy.
I’m going to take a little time getting used to freelancing again, especially where discipline and normal hours are concerned. I’m going to sleep far too late again, and waking up past noon. It seems the nine-to-five was the only thing that kept me in sync with the rest of the world.