Another week
QOTD: "In the fight between you and the world, back the world."
Didn't get ANYTHING done tonight that I wanted to. I think the fact that I actually have things to do is a problem for me. I think I would've been okay, but when I went to do my STO dailies I was underwhelmed by the prospect of the grind. An interface lockup in ground combat had me hang that up. I did a very gratifying PvP and added trophies to my ship's lounge (Bajoran Fire Caves artifact, what?). Wanted to start on this knock-off gumbo I've been making as of late, but I had too many dirty dishes. Watched episodes of NCIS I wasn't really vested in. I swear if they discover that kid, Carson, is abducted one more time I'm going to slap someone until they bleed. I HAVE to make some food for snacking tomorrow, but it's late and I really don't want to.
This weekend I went up to visit Alicia & Daniel. After I had gotten past Hattiesburg I realized that I had left my clothing bag at home. [fume] Fortunately, this apparently counted as my trip's "bad thing" and I didn't end up in Alabama as I'm wont to do. Strangely, they (Alicia & Daniel, not Alabama) had a few clothes that fit me and that provided me some reprieve from my sole outfit during my stay. Fortunately for me I wasn't wearing my usual mediocre travel attire and was wearing something halfway decent for a change. This made the weekend more bearable than it otherwise may have been.
Saturday morning Sheena and another person Alicia knew went with us to pick pears at an orchard that was very much in the middle of nowhere from my sense of geographic bearing. I think I'm not so good at picking pears. I was surprised to find that cracked pears attract wasps quite readily. I am to drop off some pears for Alicia's parents this week, hopefully tomorrow. The heat wore us out just from the 15 minutes or so we were out and after the others had left Daniel, Alicia and I kinda crashed for an hour.
We set up studio lights on the deck and assembled the backdrop. This is where I discover that I never considered the wind factor on a paper backdrop - not that I expected to be using this particular color outside. Oh, and about that color! I ordered dark grey and I was sent the most neutral grey I may have ever seen a paper to be. Ugh. Anyway, we photographed Alicia's chickens. We tried to, anyway. A few turned out okay. Maybe I'll have photos sometime later.
Following the chicken shoot (?!) we went to Jeremy and Kelly's place for foods. Jeremy was preparing a shitload of wings for the grill. I drank damned near an entire bottle of Alicia's wine (i.e. minus her one half glass) and it lifted my spirits considerably. And to his credit, his spicy sauce for the wings was pretty friggin' spectacular. I always gripe about spicy not being spicy, but this was the real deal. So much so that I didn't try any of the others. I also ate a disproportionate amount of the appetizer bread that Kelly had made since she's toying with getting into gluten-free stuff and had prepared it all with rice bread.
Sunday Daniel and I weren't feeling top o' the morning (Daniel's consumption of tequila trumped my wine, I think) and we were dragging our start more than Alicia. We managed to shoot the Ektar that I wanted to shoot, but Daniel (and I) didn't have the heart for much more. Oh, and it was hot outside. Like crazy hot. Because it's been crazy hot lately. When it's so hot that my glasses DON'T fog when I go from A/C to outside, that's crazy hot.
That's about all that went down. For a while before this weekend it seemed like this trip wasn't supposed to happen and it certainly wasn't my smoothest tour, but I'm glad I went, nonetheless. Weather was funky coming back down but I didn't have nearly as much trouble with my dirty windshield as I thought I would. I suppose there's some merit in living in a state so rural that lots of road doesn't have continuous lighting by which to reflection-haze a grody windshield. Car cleaning, regrettably, doesn't rank high on my list of things.
Found a photog position in D.C. that's GS-09/11. I'm wondering if I have enough material to throw together a convincing portfolio. Given the way things are going, it doesn't hurt to try. D.C. would be a hell of a lot nicer than this place, even if it does snow there.
I have a four-day weekend on approach. It'll be a week too late to be useful.
Didn't get ANYTHING done tonight that I wanted to. I think the fact that I actually have things to do is a problem for me. I think I would've been okay, but when I went to do my STO dailies I was underwhelmed by the prospect of the grind. An interface lockup in ground combat had me hang that up. I did a very gratifying PvP and added trophies to my ship's lounge (Bajoran Fire Caves artifact, what?). Wanted to start on this knock-off gumbo I've been making as of late, but I had too many dirty dishes. Watched episodes of NCIS I wasn't really vested in. I swear if they discover that kid, Carson, is abducted one more time I'm going to slap someone until they bleed. I HAVE to make some food for snacking tomorrow, but it's late and I really don't want to.
This weekend I went up to visit Alicia & Daniel. After I had gotten past Hattiesburg I realized that I had left my clothing bag at home. [fume] Fortunately, this apparently counted as my trip's "bad thing" and I didn't end up in Alabama as I'm wont to do. Strangely, they (Alicia & Daniel, not Alabama) had a few clothes that fit me and that provided me some reprieve from my sole outfit during my stay. Fortunately for me I wasn't wearing my usual mediocre travel attire and was wearing something halfway decent for a change. This made the weekend more bearable than it otherwise may have been.
Saturday morning Sheena and another person Alicia knew went with us to pick pears at an orchard that was very much in the middle of nowhere from my sense of geographic bearing. I think I'm not so good at picking pears. I was surprised to find that cracked pears attract wasps quite readily. I am to drop off some pears for Alicia's parents this week, hopefully tomorrow. The heat wore us out just from the 15 minutes or so we were out and after the others had left Daniel, Alicia and I kinda crashed for an hour.
We set up studio lights on the deck and assembled the backdrop. This is where I discover that I never considered the wind factor on a paper backdrop - not that I expected to be using this particular color outside. Oh, and about that color! I ordered dark grey and I was sent the most neutral grey I may have ever seen a paper to be. Ugh. Anyway, we photographed Alicia's chickens. We tried to, anyway. A few turned out okay. Maybe I'll have photos sometime later.
Following the chicken shoot (?!) we went to Jeremy and Kelly's place for foods. Jeremy was preparing a shitload of wings for the grill. I drank damned near an entire bottle of Alicia's wine (i.e. minus her one half glass) and it lifted my spirits considerably. And to his credit, his spicy sauce for the wings was pretty friggin' spectacular. I always gripe about spicy not being spicy, but this was the real deal. So much so that I didn't try any of the others. I also ate a disproportionate amount of the appetizer bread that Kelly had made since she's toying with getting into gluten-free stuff and had prepared it all with rice bread.
Sunday Daniel and I weren't feeling top o' the morning (Daniel's consumption of tequila trumped my wine, I think) and we were dragging our start more than Alicia. We managed to shoot the Ektar that I wanted to shoot, but Daniel (and I) didn't have the heart for much more. Oh, and it was hot outside. Like crazy hot. Because it's been crazy hot lately. When it's so hot that my glasses DON'T fog when I go from A/C to outside, that's crazy hot.
That's about all that went down. For a while before this weekend it seemed like this trip wasn't supposed to happen and it certainly wasn't my smoothest tour, but I'm glad I went, nonetheless. Weather was funky coming back down but I didn't have nearly as much trouble with my dirty windshield as I thought I would. I suppose there's some merit in living in a state so rural that lots of road doesn't have continuous lighting by which to reflection-haze a grody windshield. Car cleaning, regrettably, doesn't rank high on my list of things.
Found a photog position in D.C. that's GS-09/11. I'm wondering if I have enough material to throw together a convincing portfolio. Given the way things are going, it doesn't hurt to try. D.C. would be a hell of a lot nicer than this place, even if it does snow there.
I have a four-day weekend on approach. It'll be a week too late to be useful.