So I managed to get into a motorcycle accident on Friday morning. It's taken up some of my time so I haven't posted in a long while. The next snag is that I leave tomorrow for the Gorge for three DMB shows which equals radio silence until next week. Have a great Labour Day long weekend!
-new pictures have been uploaded to my Life In Macro set on Flickr - my fav:
-still haven't got my last trip pics uploaded so I'm throwing one up here - let's go Iconic; this one is of my English friend, what he refers to as 'his' bridge, with San Francisco in the background
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
Sun Burned Again
Trust me, I'm not complaining about that!
I'm back from my weekend in San Francisco. It was a wonderfully relaxing, intellectually stimulating, huckleberry of a time. My friend was travelling with his 15 year old son, Lineker, and the three of us prowled around the glorious areas of town that have nothing to do with cable cars or Fisherman's Wharf.
Mike and I shared discussions, debates, conversations, philosophical and ideological ruminations, and enjoyed each others' company - perhaps the last time for three years.
I miss him already, but there's no time to dwell...Gorge is next week!
San Francisco pictures to follow...eventually...
I'm back from my weekend in San Francisco. It was a wonderfully relaxing, intellectually stimulating, huckleberry of a time. My friend was travelling with his 15 year old son, Lineker, and the three of us prowled around the glorious areas of town that have nothing to do with cable cars or Fisherman's Wharf.
Mike and I shared discussions, debates, conversations, philosophical and ideological ruminations, and enjoyed each others' company - perhaps the last time for three years.
I miss him already, but there's no time to dwell...Gorge is next week!
San Francisco pictures to follow...eventually...
Friday, August 17, 2007
Rewards
Friday, August 10, 2007
Even Though I Like My Job
I called a friend of mine who works at a concert venue in Rochester, NY the other day. When he answered, loud music and static came through the receiver along with his voice loudly saying, "Hello? Spage?" "Chris?" I replied, "Are you at work?" Not able to hear me he shouts, "I'm at an O.A.R. sound check right now, let me call you back later!"
Before we hung up, I strained to hear some of the musicians' notes as my eyes drifted back to my monitor and the multi-year funding grid spreadsheet I had been working on. *sigh* Jealous.
Before we hung up, I strained to hear some of the musicians' notes as my eyes drifted back to my monitor and the multi-year funding grid spreadsheet I had been working on. *sigh* Jealous.
versus
Thursday, August 09, 2007
Thursday, August 02, 2007
Words #3
A word that has been finding its way into our conversations a lot lately...
hubris [HYOO-bruhs]
-excessive pride or self-confidence; arrogance
hubris [HYOO-bruhs]
-excessive pride or self-confidence; arrogance
"As both capitalist and communist states—not to mention the technological world—have evolved under the illusion that men purposefully built them, ideological optimism seeps into every niche of our lives. It is made worse by mass culture which feeds our most destructive illusions, fostering the belief that if we’re only justified (and who isn't?) if we only calculate things correctly, if we only do the right thing (and who doesn't?) then the future must yield the desired results. There must always be a way. And so hubris turns to false certainties, everyone expects to be a winner, and each morning is a mind-blowing surprise."
-Stephen Vizinczey, One of the Very Few
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