One of the small mammal shots that I took today at Coyote Ridge open space here in Fort Collins. I really love the posture of this prairie dog, and wish I had gotten a little closer and shot it in portrait. The rest of the shot doesn’t really add anything, I guess. It’s all a bit brown. I’m looking forward to spring like you wouldn’t believe.
Archive for February, 2009
links for 2009-02-03
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These look powerful and useful. I must keep these in mind.
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One of Matt Stagg’s PR clients–book sounds pretty interesting
Photo: Cabin near Pingree
I think the composition here is okay. The lighting is just too plain. Some deeper shadows, maybe some lower angle light, would have gone farther to make this image more interesting. It’s also possible that by trying to include the fence in the foreground, I forced my main subjected, the cabin, to recede into the background too far. The cabin itself was really cool looking though.
links for 2009-02-02
Social Me Up, Scotty
If a greater waster of time has been invented than the social networking website, I don’t want to know about it–God, I’m losing enough time as it is. Still, they serve their purposes and I thought it was about time that I post another “here’s where you can find me” entry with links to my various profiles. Mostly because social networking is a game that you win by having a lot of friends and connections, but also because I like to keep tabs on the people who keep tabs on me, and these sites make it easier.
Flickr
Flickr is my raw work feed for photography. I do some editing down before work goes up there, but it’s not my portfolio or anything. If I think a photo is worth seeing, it goes there. If I still feel it is worth seeing, I post it here too. I always, always add contacts back on Flickr, so please feel free to add me.
I’ve only recently begun to really get into Facebook. I signed up for it relatively early on and was so inundated with werewolf and vampire bites that I quickly discounted it as being good for anything other than wasting time. However, as it achieves critical mass even over the old beast of MySpace, more and more people are finding me there and using it as their primary means of communicating with me. Not that it was ever hard to find my website, but I guess nobody uses Google to find people anymore? My profile’s status update is maintained via Twitter, (see below) so I guess you could say I am now an active Facebook user. And I try to look over other people’s lives about once a day there. Just do me a favor and don’t send me any app requests. I don’t want to install any of them. No fish, no puppies, and no god damned vampire bites. I don’t even like scrabble. Yes, you may shun me now for the social networking pariah that I have become.
Have we worked together in a semi-official capacity? Link in to me. If not, I’d prefer you use the other services. This is the only one of the networks I try to keep “business-only.” I’m pretty loose on what I define as “worked together” though.
The only social networking app I resisted longer than Twitter was MySpace. I had been aware of Twitter for a very long time, but I couldn’t see the point of it. I had a blog. I had an instant messenger. What good was it? Then I started using my cell phone for something other than making phone calls and it slowly clicked into place. Now I spend more time talking and sharing ideas on Twitter than I do on instant messenger, which is just weird. I always follow back anyone who follows me, so please do follow me.
Boxee
Boxee is a social networking media player for your TV (assuming you have a computer hooked up for it). It makes it a million times easier to watch sites like Hulu in the living room instead of the office (assuming you have a computer in your living room, which I do). Apple TV, Windows Media Center, you name it. Boxee is currently in alpha and runs on Ubuntu, Windows, and OSX. It’s buggy as hell but I love it. If you need an invitation, let me know.
Delicious
Social bookmarking tool of the web stone age. I never used it for the social aspects except in the sense that I follow a feed of what everyone else is bookmarking with it so that I can pick up on useful materials. But if you want to send me links and receive links from me, please feel free.
MySpace
I have a profile on MySpace solely for communicating with bands that I have photographed or want to photograph. I can’t stand the sight of that ugly site, so I try to use it as little as possible. If you can find me, you’re welcome to friend me, but I am not going to ask anyone to do so. I’d like to discourage use of the site as much as possible. Bad design needs to be punished. (And there go my chances of ever having a job with MySpace…)
Photo: Pingree slopes
This is a weird composition for me. I’m not sure if I can call it traditionally successful, but I do think it’s kind of pretty.
With HDR now, I am trying to pull back to something much more realistic. I was sad to learn while browsing books at B&N yesterday that “real” landscape photographer use medium format cameras, and I can’t exactly afford a $20,000 digital back for a $10,000 camera. So I guess I won’t be much of a real landscape photographer.
Federations Table of Contents
Federations | John Joseph Adams.
John has posted the table of contents to Federations, the anthology to which I have made my latest sale. Excuse me while I get a little starstruck and nostalgic.
The first author I ever shared with my father was also my first science fiction author. When I was around 8 or 9, I stumbled across a little book in my grade school library called Dragonsong by Anne McCaffery. To this day, it is one of less than half a dozen books I have read more than once, an honor I reserve only for the most important titles in my life or, books I had to read for more than one class through my long education. One of the first books I ever bought with my own money was an omnibus of the Dragonriders trilogy. The first (and as far as I know, only) fan letter I wrote as a child was to Anne McCaffery. I think she even wrote back.
My Dad and I read every single McCaffery book she published, pretty much. She was one of those authors who the library system managed to get new books for, oddly enough. Whereas I was mostly stuck reading Golden Age SF in the bowels of the local library (literally, the SF section was in the basement, in the back corner), the new books shelf seemed to always have a McCaffery.
My Dad and I didn’t talk SF very much, but most of the time we did, it was regarding the latest McCaffery book. We had long discussions when [spoilers] Pern turned out to be a lost human colony of space farers. [/spoilers] Later books, I haven’t been on top of. Since her son started writing them, I haven’t read them, not because of any reason other than lack of time, and well, nobody to talk about them with.
In one of the last conversations I had with my Dad, when he was in the hospital the day we learned that he wasn’t going to get any better and that it was time was hospice care (a medical term meaining ‘give up and die gracefully’), I signed a copy of All Star Zeppelin Adventure Stories for him, telling him that he could beat the cancer like a pulp hero beats up Nazis. He stood up, all 90-some pounds of what was left of him, and gave me the strongest hug I think he ever gave me and he said, “I’m proud of you son.” I must have acted surprised because he said, “I’ve always been proud of you.”
That was probably the most emotional moment of my life, and will remain so for a very long time. At least until I get to tell my own child the same thing,
Today, I feel like I earned that pride a little more, and I know that if he were here, he would be as excited about me being in this book as I am.



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