If it weren't for the fact that I'm a wuss, it would hurt and it's not a very girly thing to do, I find these specs fascinating, and wouldn't mind a pair. I mean, they'd never fall off, and I'd never set them down and lose them. And they're not an overly offensive piercing or anything...it's quite understated. Sort of makes me think of cybernetic enhancement to be honest, which is why they appeal a bit to me a bit more than they should. Hell, I thought the matrix pinch on your nose specs were rather cool...these take it even further...although I bet cleaning them would be a bit of an annoyance.
Still...10 points to the guy for a new idea.
What do you all think? Would you wear them?
Friday, February 29, 2008
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Note to self...your cat is a ninja
Well, my parents are on their way home...it was good to see them for a bit. My Mum is getting tinier, but they are doing well. Mum didn't try and declutter as they were only there 1 night and she's a bit weaker from her newer heart medication, so we just relaxed, drank some tea and putted around a bit. It was nice to catch up on stuff and just hang out with them...I don't get to see them enough. And they even got up and had breakfast with me and dropped me off at work this morning on their way home...very nice.
Last night Zeke had an adventure. Zeke can and will get into anything at a moments notice and is (I'm sure of it) part monkey. We were showing my dad a place in one of the bedrooms where the heat duct had come unhooked and was loose in the floor, and asked him if he could help us fix it next time they were through. He agreed and we went off to have tea...and later that evening, in bed, we heard a yowling Geek howl from the bathroom, and I thought "oh Mum shut him in the bathroom cabinet, I'll go let him out". But no...he was actually in the floor below the bathroom. Poor guy...he went on a spelunking expedition through the open floor duct hole and couldn't find his way back out. We'd for gotten to put the cover back on the open floor hole. So we shone a light down and called him and bribed him back out with some treats. It took about 10 minutes and my Geek was quite warm by the time he popped his head out for some food, but he was OK. And now we know...his ninja skills include stalking us from behind the walls and below our feet.
Tricky little guy...:)
I had a bit of an adventure in incompetence land yesterday getting J's watch repaired, but in the end, I went to an actual watchmaker, and they fixed things. The person J took it to is apparently the worst guy downtown for watch repair, and I had a lady in a jewelers look at it...she was afraid that he'd actually broken off some of the switches, but recommended a watchmaker or sending it away to Casio for repair, as only a watchmaker can crack the thing open to check it out/fix it. That would take weeks if it was sent away, so I went back to the original screwer upper guy and demanded that they tell me the name of the best local watchmaker (crossing my fingers that there was one) and that they pay for any and all repairs to J's watch. They mumbled and cowered and sent me to a watchmaker nearby. Luckily I had a lot of time and headed out on my watch adventure.
It was worth all the hassle just to go there...it was a little watchmakers shop on the second floor of an old 1910 building, filled with old wall clocks, cuckoo clocks, an old tall grand chiming clock..and there were work tables strewn with little tiny gears and little tools and magnifiers all over them. The people who helped me were wonderful. They were actual certified watchmakers who took the whole watch apart and spent the good part of a n hour fiddling and tweaking to find that this particular watch (besides needing a good cleaning) has an internal reset for the buttons when both batteries are removed at the same time (apparently anyone good knows not to do this, as they can't reset it on their own), so they reset it and put it all back together and viola! Good as new. Whew...
Such a relief...it was a lot of stress, but in the end I'm glad I got to go up there and see that shop...I've never been to an actual watchmaker before. It was really cool.
Now I want a cuckoo clock...
Last night Zeke had an adventure. Zeke can and will get into anything at a moments notice and is (I'm sure of it) part monkey. We were showing my dad a place in one of the bedrooms where the heat duct had come unhooked and was loose in the floor, and asked him if he could help us fix it next time they were through. He agreed and we went off to have tea...and later that evening, in bed, we heard a yowling Geek howl from the bathroom, and I thought "oh Mum shut him in the bathroom cabinet, I'll go let him out". But no...he was actually in the floor below the bathroom. Poor guy...he went on a spelunking expedition through the open floor duct hole and couldn't find his way back out. We'd for gotten to put the cover back on the open floor hole. So we shone a light down and called him and bribed him back out with some treats. It took about 10 minutes and my Geek was quite warm by the time he popped his head out for some food, but he was OK. And now we know...his ninja skills include stalking us from behind the walls and below our feet.
Tricky little guy...:)
I had a bit of an adventure in incompetence land yesterday getting J's watch repaired, but in the end, I went to an actual watchmaker, and they fixed things. The person J took it to is apparently the worst guy downtown for watch repair, and I had a lady in a jewelers look at it...she was afraid that he'd actually broken off some of the switches, but recommended a watchmaker or sending it away to Casio for repair, as only a watchmaker can crack the thing open to check it out/fix it. That would take weeks if it was sent away, so I went back to the original screwer upper guy and demanded that they tell me the name of the best local watchmaker (crossing my fingers that there was one) and that they pay for any and all repairs to J's watch. They mumbled and cowered and sent me to a watchmaker nearby. Luckily I had a lot of time and headed out on my watch adventure.
It was worth all the hassle just to go there...it was a little watchmakers shop on the second floor of an old 1910 building, filled with old wall clocks, cuckoo clocks, an old tall grand chiming clock..and there were work tables strewn with little tiny gears and little tools and magnifiers all over them. The people who helped me were wonderful. They were actual certified watchmakers who took the whole watch apart and spent the good part of a n hour fiddling and tweaking to find that this particular watch (besides needing a good cleaning) has an internal reset for the buttons when both batteries are removed at the same time (apparently anyone good knows not to do this, as they can't reset it on their own), so they reset it and put it all back together and viola! Good as new. Whew...
Such a relief...it was a lot of stress, but in the end I'm glad I got to go up there and see that shop...I've never been to an actual watchmaker before. It was really cool.
Now I want a cuckoo clock...
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Panic Mode
Eep.
My parent's are coming out of the blue to stay overnight after a funeral of a friend today. I don't think there's much to do to tidy the house...but then I haven't looked at it through the eyes of my Mum for a while. My Mum is a neat nut..she's a retired registered nurse...need I say more?
Ah well...it'll be nice to see them for a bit. I haven't had a good visit with them since before christmas. And I can finally give Dad his birthday present...I won a really nice pool cue a ways back, and he's been keen for it, so I figure I'll give it to him (I can't play pool to save my life) so he and his buddies can play pool together when they go down to Arizona next month. They always rent a house together, and there's a pool table in this one...so hey! Perfect...
On the front of other grumbles...J took his watch in to get the batteries replaced yesterday and now the damn thing doesn't work. Well *technically* it does, but none of the buttons do...so you can't reset the time, or the alarm so it's effectively a decorative bracelet now. I have to go in and see if I can get them to fix it and not screw it up any further. J is a picky guy, so finding another watch would be a long frustrating experience and he uses his watch all the time at work and is rather screwed without one...another annoyance to deal with. The whole reason he splurged on a really nice watch is so that he coudl finally have one he liked for years and years and not have to get another one. I have no issue bagging at repair people so I'm taking it to the repair place today to see what I can do to get it fixed...if not, they owe us a new watch (hope not...).
ANYway, this is turning into a bit of a whine session, so I'm going to cut myself off and go do something cheerful.
Have a good day...
My parent's are coming out of the blue to stay overnight after a funeral of a friend today. I don't think there's much to do to tidy the house...but then I haven't looked at it through the eyes of my Mum for a while. My Mum is a neat nut..she's a retired registered nurse...need I say more?
Ah well...it'll be nice to see them for a bit. I haven't had a good visit with them since before christmas. And I can finally give Dad his birthday present...I won a really nice pool cue a ways back, and he's been keen for it, so I figure I'll give it to him (I can't play pool to save my life) so he and his buddies can play pool together when they go down to Arizona next month. They always rent a house together, and there's a pool table in this one...so hey! Perfect...
On the front of other grumbles...J took his watch in to get the batteries replaced yesterday and now the damn thing doesn't work. Well *technically* it does, but none of the buttons do...so you can't reset the time, or the alarm so it's effectively a decorative bracelet now. I have to go in and see if I can get them to fix it and not screw it up any further. J is a picky guy, so finding another watch would be a long frustrating experience and he uses his watch all the time at work and is rather screwed without one...another annoyance to deal with. The whole reason he splurged on a really nice watch is so that he coudl finally have one he liked for years and years and not have to get another one. I have no issue bagging at repair people so I'm taking it to the repair place today to see what I can do to get it fixed...if not, they owe us a new watch (hope not...).
ANYway, this is turning into a bit of a whine session, so I'm going to cut myself off and go do something cheerful.
Have a good day...
Sunday, February 24, 2008
Watching the game
Our neighborhood has provided us with some terrific entertainment the past few days...and will for a month or so to come.
They're digging up the road at the end of our street, and all down the adjoining major road a ways to replace a pipeline. Essentially all traffic through there is blocked off and there are huge digging machines mucking about in the road and some of the hugest saws I've ever seen for cutting through the roads. Our road is a bit of a major traffic route and now it's been blocked off. This is inconvenient, but not the end of the world. And it is extremely helpful in revealing to us who the jerks of the world are.
Funny thing is that although the road is blocked off with signs repeatedly placed obstructing the road, people have continued to edge around the sign near our yard, and drive confidently down to the intersection only to discover the road is *actually* closed and there's a big hole in the middle of it and so they slowly stop, stunned, and turn around to drive back up the closed road to go back out the way they came with a big frown on their faces. I just think - how much clearer can you be than "road closed?" Perhaps it's a bit misleading as you can still park in front of our house...they're being good enough to the people who live here to let us get in and out of our homes, but we still have to exit by the opposite direciton as well as the neighborhood is effectively shut off for the next month or so. We can even walk about in the middle of the road and wander down to watch the giant digamo thingys eat up the neighborhood...cool beans.
So, all weekend there's been a stream of cars driven by people who believe they are smarter than the rest of us...who sneak by all the barriers to drive all the way own the hill, only to be foiled and have to return back up. The first few times were odd, but now it's just sad and really quite amusing.
Silly people.
Don't they know that I'm sitting on my couch watching them and giggling?
I have my own private reality show...
They're digging up the road at the end of our street, and all down the adjoining major road a ways to replace a pipeline. Essentially all traffic through there is blocked off and there are huge digging machines mucking about in the road and some of the hugest saws I've ever seen for cutting through the roads. Our road is a bit of a major traffic route and now it's been blocked off. This is inconvenient, but not the end of the world. And it is extremely helpful in revealing to us who the jerks of the world are.
Funny thing is that although the road is blocked off with signs repeatedly placed obstructing the road, people have continued to edge around the sign near our yard, and drive confidently down to the intersection only to discover the road is *actually* closed and there's a big hole in the middle of it and so they slowly stop, stunned, and turn around to drive back up the closed road to go back out the way they came with a big frown on their faces. I just think - how much clearer can you be than "road closed?" Perhaps it's a bit misleading as you can still park in front of our house...they're being good enough to the people who live here to let us get in and out of our homes, but we still have to exit by the opposite direciton as well as the neighborhood is effectively shut off for the next month or so. We can even walk about in the middle of the road and wander down to watch the giant digamo thingys eat up the neighborhood...cool beans.
So, all weekend there's been a stream of cars driven by people who believe they are smarter than the rest of us...who sneak by all the barriers to drive all the way own the hill, only to be foiled and have to return back up. The first few times were odd, but now it's just sad and really quite amusing.
Silly people.
Don't they know that I'm sitting on my couch watching them and giggling?
I have my own private reality show...
Casshern
If you love anime, and Japanese films, may I suggest the movie Casshern to you...vigorously, while hopping up and down wearing a chicken hat. You might guess that I really loved this film. And no I don't have a chicken hat...but it I could convince you to watch this film I'd wear one. The website for the film is linked above...watch the trailer. You'll see what I mean :)
Casshern is a beautiful film set in the future, after 50 years of war...It's a difficult movie to explain, but I stumbled across a trailer years ago and have been aching to see it ever since. It is like an anime film, only it is*real*...and stunningly filmed and artistically rendered. It was shot entirely on a digital backlot, giving the director unlimited ability to create the world in which the story takes place. It's based on a 1973 anime film called Neo-Human Casshern, which I haven't seen.
*ahem*
Plot summary (kindly avert your eyes if you are the anti-spoiler type...please skip the next paragraph if you are)
The future, where robot armies have fought and devistated society, brings about a terrible challenge for a medical scientist, Dr. Azuma. In his quest to cure disease and ultimately cure his dying wife, an object that falls from the sky accelerates his Neocell research into curing injury and disease. He finds that he can heal with it...that it can even bring the dead back to life...with superior strength. He designs a suit able to harness the strength of a reborn superhuman, to keep them from tearing themselves apart with their untrained, unchecked new strength...just in case...you know. After some of the war dead are accidentally brought back to life, the government tries to irradicate them all out of fear. The surviving reborn superhumans escape and retreat. They find unused war supplies and decide to use them to fight back at the inferior humans that try to irradicate them. The scientist's son, Tetsuya, who has is brought back to life after dying in battle, relives the horrible futility of war, and tries to stop the advancing cyborg menaces as the only one who can possibly stop them, to save his family, and his love. In his final efforts, he takes on the name of the mythical godess Casshern, to try and make things right again.
This film is incredible visually, and although I'm sure something is lost in translation, if you are a lover of Japanese animated films and anime films, I really must recommend this film to you. I *loved* it. It took years to make it to a rental house here, but I highly recommend it. It was beautiful and a somewhat steampunk in style.
Check it out.
Or don't.
Y'know...
Friday, February 22, 2008
Yowling Science of Paint
Thorugh significant and colourful experimentation, I have come to the conclusion that our cat Gavin either loves the Beastie Boys or hates them.
Tonight I was doing some painting of a chair (yellow) and a tool rack (red) in my mad scientist closet and was listening to some Beastie Boys...and the cat kept howling along. Not just any howl, but full out yowling, echoing in the shower operatic "he's here the Phantom of the Opera!" sort of yowls, and only stopped when I turned off the music when I was done. Gavin loves to sing and yowl at night (while we (try) to sleep) but this was a special opera just for me, the boys and the mixmaster himself. This has happened before...only when J is at work (when he is home I, music and everything but food do not exiist for this cat...). I may have J try it out next time I'm out and see if he gets the same effect.
A little more solidity to my theory? Well, now that I'm washed up, have administered tummy rubs to both cats and made some tea and put on Moby...nothing.
Hmmm...
Tonight I was doing some painting of a chair (yellow) and a tool rack (red) in my mad scientist closet and was listening to some Beastie Boys...and the cat kept howling along. Not just any howl, but full out yowling, echoing in the shower operatic "he's here the Phantom of the Opera!" sort of yowls, and only stopped when I turned off the music when I was done. Gavin loves to sing and yowl at night (while we (try) to sleep) but this was a special opera just for me, the boys and the mixmaster himself. This has happened before...only when J is at work (when he is home I, music and everything but food do not exiist for this cat...). I may have J try it out next time I'm out and see if he gets the same effect.
A little more solidity to my theory? Well, now that I'm washed up, have administered tummy rubs to both cats and made some tea and put on Moby...nothing.
Hmmm...
Wow...what a lineup. But that's OK. Look at me...hay hay hay!
A dull day and it's barely started. For some reason I have the Kids in the Hall Flying Pig in my head this morning...
and NOTHING ELSE...Dum dum DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
Nope.
Nothing to see here but the slightly frozen tumbleweeds.
I shall return when the fog of boredom lifts...which I suspect will happen conveniently at about 4:31 PM when I exit the building.
Later...
and NOTHING ELSE...Dum dum DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
Nope.
Nothing to see here but the slightly frozen tumbleweeds.
I shall return when the fog of boredom lifts...which I suspect will happen conveniently at about 4:31 PM when I exit the building.
Later...
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Lunacy
I was hoping to have all these amazing photos of the moon and the eclipse and you know what?
I am a *sucky* photographer.
I had a tripod and diddled about with all manner of settings and sort of got a half assed image, but nothing to ge too excited about.
So please just go here and have a look if you want a nice photo. I haz none.
It was pretty tho. Saturn and Regulus were quite bright to once the eclipse was full. After mucking about in the yard with the camera and tripod I gave up due to cold and tiptoed in, made some tea and popcorn and grabbed the binoculars and a blanket to watch it all from the comfort of my living room - I have a great view of the moon and night sky from there...I fell asleep in the living room looking at the moon and woke up when J got home all very stiff and crunchy. BUT, had a nice evening.
I am a *sucky* photographer.
I had a tripod and diddled about with all manner of settings and sort of got a half assed image, but nothing to ge too excited about.
So please just go here and have a look if you want a nice photo. I haz none.
It was pretty tho. Saturn and Regulus were quite bright to once the eclipse was full. After mucking about in the yard with the camera and tripod I gave up due to cold and tiptoed in, made some tea and popcorn and grabbed the binoculars and a blanket to watch it all from the comfort of my living room - I have a great view of the moon and night sky from there...I fell asleep in the living room looking at the moon and woke up when J got home all very stiff and crunchy. BUT, had a nice evening.
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Ah yes...
I just had to say that the new Hellboy movie looks obscenely good.
I have made little sqeuaky sounds while watching the trailers.
So um...yeah. That is all really...
I have made little sqeuaky sounds while watching the trailers.
So um...yeah. That is all really...
It's heaven, being on the moon
I'm quite excited as tonight is a full lunar eclipse at about 9:30 PM. According to the weather gnomes the sky is supposed to be clear, and even if the weather is harsh (shouldn't be too bad), I can either watch the moon from my living room (warmer, where I can take a few pictures but not as exciting) or walk down to the river to watch the moon eclipse over it. I think I may wander down the river path and see what I can see.
Poor J has to work so he'll miss it, but maybe I can snap a photo or two for him...
For some reason all I can think of this morning is the song the cartoon astronaut would sing on the moon on Sesame Street:
Oh the moon in June is a big balloon
It makes me swoon, makes me croon.
It's heaven, being on the moon.
Poor J has to work so he'll miss it, but maybe I can snap a photo or two for him...
For some reason all I can think of this morning is the song the cartoon astronaut would sing on the moon on Sesame Street:
Oh the moon in June is a big balloon
It makes me swoon, makes me croon.
It's heaven, being on the moon.
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
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