iPad + Velcro from Jesse Rosten on Vimeo.
I probably would not do this but can understand why some folks would. And the velcro is probably less likely to drop the iPad than your best friend.
Pandora: I didn’t know what I was missing
I’m listening to Pandora more of late and with each new song/artist, I wonder at all the wonderful music and musicians I’ve never heard (or heard about). They’ve always been there, I just didn’t know about them.
It’s the same for the beautiful images on flickr, videos on YouTube and all the rest. What a pitiful trickle that used to flow through our lives. While we can never experience it all, it’s getting easier to drink a bit deeper.
Equally true for news and information, of course. How liberating to be free of the editorial decisions of a handful of editors and and programmers thousand of miles away. Not to mention that we can now contribute our own ideas and art.
How will we ever describe our pre-Internet lives to future generations? Will it be like explaining a time before electricity or indoor plumbing?
Golden Retriever with human hands
I’m sure I’ll grow tired of these eventually, but not yet. [Thanks, George N]
Henry’s bird feeder
My friend Henry has started to play with video. This is his bird feeder from earlier today. A male Baltimore Oriole and a male Orchard Oriole feast on some grape jelly. With cameo appearacnes by a Ruby-throated Hummingbird.
I believe Henry shot this on his DSLR camera and it’s mighty easy to see the difference between this and video from my little Casio. Let’s hope Henry keeps making movies.
Dennis Forbis. Remember the name.
All I know about Dennis Forbis is he is a nice man. A patient man. A forgiving man. We workout at the same fitness center and he always remembers my name. And I seem to have some sort of mental block that prevents me from remembering his. Once or twice is embarrassing. Half a dozen times is mortifying.
So tonight I interrupted his workout to snap this photo and I’m posting it here in an effort to burn Dennis’ image and name into my brain. I’m even giving Dennis his own tag: Nice Man.
Dennis, if you’re reading this, let’s have a beer. I want to know your lift story. I want vivid details that I can never forget.