For a rehearsal dinner, we had a really nice cookout, Maine style. The lobsters we were eating, young lobsters, according to our hosts, were $5/lb. I know, here, I have a picture of someone pouring boiling water into a sink, but the locals called it a ‘bake’. Don’t ask me, I’m not from there. We ate with bibs and then there were wet naps and then, for desert, there were big dangerous sparklers. You know, not the kind you used to get as a small child, but the kind you were jealous of the teenagers having? Ah, memories.
I’m getting things a little out of order, but I feel like posting these first. I’ve also got some photos from our time in Boston the day before, but really it seemed like a good idea to put these up now. I don’t know, I’ve been welding and this was the first set I saw.
The welding continues apace. I may have this complicated-ass weld in by the end of the evening, or I may grind half of it out tomorrow and give it another go. Once the root pass is in, it’s a lot easier to make it go, that’s for sure.
Posted on 2018-08-21T05:16:42Z GMT
I’m now roughly a month behind again; I’m not sure what night this was, but I think it was the week before Fletcher’s wedding. There’s a good reason for that: I’ve been between computers for the better part of two weeks, and my folks were in town, and before that I was actually in Boston for the wedding. And I’ve been sick since wednesday with some kind of sinus infection. So yeah.
So, now that things are settling down, I’ve of course got half a dozen projects going on. I’m still building a bike frame; I need to work on that some soon, before I lose momentum. It’s a replica of the bike I was riding when I was hit in 2009, but with track dropouts (still italian steel). I’m also working, as ever, on the San Pablo project. I’m wondering how many photos I need; I have maybe 80 in the edit now, and I need to winnow that down to the ones that are right for where the project is. The wedding edit is also large and needs to be pruned down; I’m at 78 which is far too many.
So yeah. Stuff is happening. More photos soon.
Posted on 2018-08-20T00:21:34Z GMT
Three verticals in one post? What is the world coming too?
Tonight’s post is sponsored by Charlie Loyd actually sending out a newsletter and reminding me that I had a blog that I was neglecting. There have been many things afoot; a lot of busy evenings and late nights, my folks were just in town for 10 days, the new job is going like crazy, etc etc. But that’s no excuse.
This was sometime after the new job started, if memory serves, but before the wedding (which, still editing those, and it is super hard to cut pictures, but here we are, limited by the format; I haven’t ruled out doing 4-5 posts).
About once a week, I manage to take a long coffee break and go over to SFMOMA. Having a membership means I can get a ticket on my phone and walk right in for free, any time they’re open. It’s a quiet respite from the madness outside, and also from the work. I like the work I’m doing, but going to the museum puts me in a completely different headspace for the duration of the break. It’s a complete luxury and I can’t believe the place isn’t mobbed with tech workers all the time.
Now, we could get into the case (fairly strong) that museums are institutions of the hetero-capitalist patriarchy, but that’s another post. For now, I’m just happy there’s a quiet, beautiful place this close to work.
This is a ‘ringer’; that is, it’s not from the musuem at all, but from the 8th floor of the building where I work.
Posted on 2018-08-14T06:46:34Z GMT
So, imagine this: you and 1000 almost-complete-strangers, plus the friends that you trust to look after your cat and a few people you’ve seen at parties, descend on a town in the lower parts of the eastern sierra with PA gear and floaties… that’s priceless. Not to say it was un-organized; the people running the show were quite efficient, actually. It’s a lot of people crammed into a camp made for maybe 2/3rds that number.
Everyone is really friendly and there’s good music and the primary activity of the whole trip is being lazy and listening to music. During the day, you can take your floatie to the river, jump in, and float next to the only daytime stage. Get out to re-apply sunscreen, get another beer, and get back in. Repeat until you get hungry, then go to either the mess tent (actually a rather good caterer) or to the town’s only restaurant, which is fine, just diner food. Then, the excitement of the evening begins. You can: dance your face off, then go lay on some cushions in a relaxtion tent, then go to the acoustic stage and sway a little. A lot of walking back and forth, but no worse than any other festival I’ve been to.
So: I went this year, with Sophia, and took just a few photos. I only had like 5 rolls of film; I think I shot 2. I got these back and then went to boston, but decided not to take my laptop, because distractions. So here they are now, as I’m getting back into the groove of things.
Posted on 2018-08-01T07:47:33Z GMT
