May 23, 2004
I rebooted my Mac today to see if it would fix a problem with my Keyspan Digital Media Remote (it's never worked.. I just followed up on an unanswered Oct 2001 help request I sent them) and while I launched my 12 usual applications, it occurred to me that I need a way to simplify things! This is how the right end of my menubar typically looks:
And to the right is my dock.
The good part is that my computer puts up with this craziness extremely well.
So I'm starting my own business. It's exciting and scary. I'm sinking more of my savings (and credit card debt) into photo equipment to try something that might fail miserably. Or that might keep me in Chicago even if Cindy decides to move to California.
The bulk of the business will be photographing people's artwork. They need slides and digital photos to get into galleries and and to make web pages. Cindy's mother's friend has done this for years, and has a respectable client list, but she's moving to DC in a week and hadn't found anybody suitable to take over the client list. So that's me. The work is straightforward and interesting, but I'm going to have to expand the client list if I want to make any money at this.
So now I spent my days learning about Epson 2200 print drivers, continuous lighting systems, and double-entry accounting. This could be really fun if it works, or a colossal failure.Posted at May 23, 2004 08:58 AM, Categories: Beardcore
May 18, 2004
I was just mugged! I'm really pissed.. Four and a half years of feeling really safe in this neighborhood and now this!
I was walking back from Cindy's, and just crossing the alley next to my building when a car was crossing Ainslie along the alleys. They dimmed the lights as I walked by, and that should have been my first clue, but my mind was elsewhere. As I kept walking I heard something from behind me, like someone trying to speak to me. Part of me knew better but I turned to look back anyway, and a guy was getting out of the car. I knew now that something was wrong but I either froze or knew that it was a bad idea to try to run now.
He approached me with a stocking hat over his right hand (purportedly holding a gun?), and spoke quietly. He asked for my wallet while I stared at him, dumbfounded. Then he seemed to remember that he wasn't supposed to let me look at him and he had to remind me a few times to look away. I gave him my wallet, and, perhaps stupidly, asked if I could keep the cards and give him the cash. He handed the wallet back to me and motioned for me to take the cash out, then asked, "Is that all you have?" He asked me for my phone, and apparently decided that it wasn't worth stealing.
So I'm out maybe $45 cash, no problem at all, but I'm still pissed. I called the cops and they're supposed to stop by soon. Actually I think I just saw them drive by with their lights flashing. Or maybe it was just lightning.
After I was apparently free to go I decided to be bold and scoop up my grocery bag. I had left my Nestle Toll House cookie dough at Cindy's the night before by accident, and I wasn't going to be left cookieless again!Posted at May 18, 2004 01:05 AM, Categories: Beardcore
May 05, 2004
POTD, CSM, MI
Updated Picture Of The Day finally. It's been a while.
In other news, I'm now in the Christian Science Monitor's stringer database. Presumably I'll get a call some day saying they need me to take photos of such-and-such in Chicago. This is exciting!
I'm going to MI tomorrow to visit my family and see my little brother graduate from Central Michigan University. I don't know why, but leaving town always seems to involve a lot of work -- cleaning, gathering equipment/clothes, grocery shopping, etc. So I'm always up late the night before, and late on the road in the morning. If only I would learn to keep my apartment clean and well-stocked and to travel light, things would be a lot easier.Posted at May 5, 2004 07:30 PM, Categories: Beardcore
May 03, 2004
While preparing the prints for the Café Boost show, I spent a lot of time cleaning up dust in the images. I've had my D100 for more than a year now and I've never cleaned it. Today I finally took the plunge:
Phew! It's about time I did that. It's a lot easier than I thought it would be. After reading Nicholas R's detailed instructions, I just strapped a Pec Pad onto a plastic spatula (cut to size) and went for it. So, don't be afraid of it -- just get the right tools and be careful.Posted at May 3, 2004 04:43 PM, Categories: Beardcore