I forgot to mention all the free booze I got from work-related ppls this year. Too bad I don’t drink like I used to. This stuff will last me a YEAR.
Uline sends out this email somewhat frequently. Since first receiving it we have ceased referring to cardboard boxes as such. They are now, and will forever be, referred to only as “corrugated cartons”.
I suggest you also correct your utterances to reflect proper nomenclature. Understood?! (reply “Yes” if I have made myself clear on this matter)
Are we all clear on this?
This was just misdelivered to us. I want to find these affiliate marketing people and burn down their homes.
So the third day of the new year is going well…
I have been alive for 13,053 days. That makes for 1,864 Tuesdays. That’s 44,736 hours spent in a Tuesday. Which is to say that 5 years and 1 month of my life has been Tuesdays. Today is yet another Tuesday to add to that fiendishly slow-moving total of Tuesdays.
The boiler here has been off for a week. We’re waiting for the lines to heat up and trigger the HVAC blower. Brrrrrrrr.
Also: radiant infrared heat (quartz in this case) is much better than a space heater in a situation like this as it heats people and objects, not the air. Much like sun.
The sunset on the plane was nice. Click the image to enlarge it.
Also, I did the math and the aspect ratio of this lens setup is 3.01:1 (roughly 27:9 vs. the common widescreen ratio of 16:9, aka 1.78:1). That means ultra-super-duper-duper-widescreen format, wider than standard 70mm cinematic anamorphic (2.39:1) or ultra-panavision format (2.75:1). Anything ever shot wider than the latter has utilized three cameras.
The Kowa anamorphic attachment used here is a vintage-coated piece of glass, and so is the 50mm f1.4 lens I attach it to. When that’s combined with the lowest ISO possible the image achieves the highest saturation of pure color possible in .raw format. This was f1.4@1/200, ISO100. I was travelling hundreds of miles per hour several miles above the surface of our planet when I took this…
She’s grading papers all day. Ma is an American and Woman’s Literature, and Film Studies teacher at a hoity-toity private skool here in Minnesnowta. The tequilas on the table are my brother’s, but I wouldn’t begrudge her none if she was takin’ pulls to get through the crap high schoolers write.
My very educated mother (she’s Mexican/Yaquii) has turned this corner of my sister’s old room into some sort of Frida Kahlo shrine (click to embiggen).
Used the onboard flash of my d300s to capture these huge, dendritic plates of snow. Long exposure burned in the trees (tripod, yo).
