Saturday, September 13
My New Toy
I bought a Flip Video recently, so here's my first video blog!
Yep, there's lots of room for improvement :-)
Monday, August 25
Photos of City Park
I am a Flickr addict!
There, I've said it. It all started quite innocently as a place to store photos of my glass. But as the need for better quality photos emerged, my need for a better camera emerged. So I got a new camera. And then I got into Flickr groups and started posting there. Then I started paying attention to clicks and comments....more, I wanted more!!!!!
As well as glass photos I started posting images of my cats - they got more clicks and comments than the glass. Holy moly, I was on to something; post a cute cat photo and get more! I haven't found flowers or my vegetables to be that good at getting comments (not so cute), but I think I just need to find the right group to post them to.
I joined the Self Portrait Thursday group, making 2008 the most documented year of my life :-) Seriously, how many different self portraits can you take at arms length? Well, actually, it's more than you might think. I've also discovered that the less clothes or make-up I wear, the more clicks I get...go figure!
More recently I have started "trying" to take landscape photos of parks and the Denver skyline. I'm not too good, but I'm trying. And once again, I'm convinced if I had a better camera I could take a much better photo!
There, I've said it. It all started quite innocently as a place to store photos of my glass. But as the need for better quality photos emerged, my need for a better camera emerged. So I got a new camera. And then I got into Flickr groups and started posting there. Then I started paying attention to clicks and comments....more, I wanted more!!!!!
As well as glass photos I started posting images of my cats - they got more clicks and comments than the glass. Holy moly, I was on to something; post a cute cat photo and get more! I haven't found flowers or my vegetables to be that good at getting comments (not so cute), but I think I just need to find the right group to post them to.
I joined the Self Portrait Thursday group, making 2008 the most documented year of my life :-) Seriously, how many different self portraits can you take at arms length? Well, actually, it's more than you might think. I've also discovered that the less clothes or make-up I wear, the more clicks I get...go figure!
More recently I have started "trying" to take landscape photos of parks and the Denver skyline. I'm not too good, but I'm trying. And once again, I'm convinced if I had a better camera I could take a much better photo!
Sunday, August 24
I hate waste!
My Andy Rooney moment this Sunday.
I hate to throw away food; I hate it when people say "don't worry, it didn't cost much"; I just don't like it. I don't think too deeply about it, I just think it's a waste; it's a waste of money (no matter how cheap); it's a waste of my time buying or preparing it; it's a waste of the pickers. or packer, farmer or bakeries time to produce it. It's a waste of fresh air, water and sunlight; I don't like waste.
I hate it when I have to get a new computer, printer, digital camera, mobile phone because it is incompatible with current software, or a new battery is too expensive and a new phone is cheaper. I hate throwing these things away. I don't think too deeply about the energy required to make, distribute and package these things. I recycle what I can, but I don't immediately think of the landfill they will probably all end up in. My gut reaction is it's a waste to change something out every few years.
What is the problem with keeping a computer for 20 years? Why can't it be designed to cope with emerging technologies? Why can't I just change a chip on my phone? Why can't I send in my printer to be updated?
I hate seeing houses with all their lights on, cars idling while the driver is using the ATM, houses running air conditioning when it's 50 degrees out side - open a window, lazy! When energy was cheap I didn't like to see it be wasted and now I really don't understand.
I grew up using what I needed and looking after what I had. I had no idea that another English speaking country, that I though was very similar, wasn't the same as my country at all. We think how we think because of our environment, how we were brought up, what others did. We listen to teachers, parents and adults around us - that is our normal. I hope people can change, I hope brains can be rewired to think more about waste. I see a glimmer of hope in some people.
It doesn't have to be political, religious or patriotic, to me it is about looking after what you have. It's about caring about your possessions, your surroundings, your family and community. You don't have a right to squander what is there just because you can afford it. That's not the meaning of freedom!
I hate to throw away food; I hate it when people say "don't worry, it didn't cost much"; I just don't like it. I don't think too deeply about it, I just think it's a waste; it's a waste of money (no matter how cheap); it's a waste of my time buying or preparing it; it's a waste of the pickers. or packer, farmer or bakeries time to produce it. It's a waste of fresh air, water and sunlight; I don't like waste.
I hate it when I have to get a new computer, printer, digital camera, mobile phone because it is incompatible with current software, or a new battery is too expensive and a new phone is cheaper. I hate throwing these things away. I don't think too deeply about the energy required to make, distribute and package these things. I recycle what I can, but I don't immediately think of the landfill they will probably all end up in. My gut reaction is it's a waste to change something out every few years.
What is the problem with keeping a computer for 20 years? Why can't it be designed to cope with emerging technologies? Why can't I just change a chip on my phone? Why can't I send in my printer to be updated?
I hate seeing houses with all their lights on, cars idling while the driver is using the ATM, houses running air conditioning when it's 50 degrees out side - open a window, lazy! When energy was cheap I didn't like to see it be wasted and now I really don't understand.
I grew up using what I needed and looking after what I had. I had no idea that another English speaking country, that I though was very similar, wasn't the same as my country at all. We think how we think because of our environment, how we were brought up, what others did. We listen to teachers, parents and adults around us - that is our normal. I hope people can change, I hope brains can be rewired to think more about waste. I see a glimmer of hope in some people.
It doesn't have to be political, religious or patriotic, to me it is about looking after what you have. It's about caring about your possessions, your surroundings, your family and community. You don't have a right to squander what is there just because you can afford it. That's not the meaning of freedom!
Friday, August 1
Friday, March 21
Work and Time Changes
I'm just catching up from starting a new job. Life has been pretty busy these last couple of months. I started a new job Feb 1, as a remote Program Manager in SkillSoft's Custom Development Services group. So far it's been pretty fun; nice clients, interesting work and all round nice people to work with. I can't complain. I've also done a bit of traveling for them too; Vancouver and Scottsdale so far. I'll be doing to Fredericton in New Brunswick in a couple of weeks. Most of the team is Canadian, eh! It's nice to hear their accents, but the time differences are taking a while to get used to. Then when you add clients and vendors in the UK and India it starts to get a little manic. I'm 3 hours behind Fredericton, 6 hours (until their time change to BST) behind London, and 11.5 hrs away from Mumbai.
A link to this was posted on a glass board I read -
- Created by OnePlusYou
A link to this was posted on a glass board I read -
- Created by OnePlusYou
Monday, January 14
Thursday, December 27
Friday, December 21
My Flickr Account
I have posted a lot of my glass photos to Flickr. It's become a little bit of an obsession these days now that the holiday sales have slowed down. For example, it's after 9 am and I'm still in bed surfing until either the laptop batteries die or my rumbling stomach forces me to get some breakfast.
Tuesday, December 18
A girl needs nice wheels
On Saturday I test drove a Subaru Outback. The dealer then let me keep it over the weekend and last night I went and officially bought it. It's bad ass black with the Limited and VDC package and seems to have every option known to man. It's now sitting in the garage waiting for me to take it for a spin. It is my first automatic car and a fear that is going to take some time getting used to. The heated leather seats, climate control, MP3 compatible system and sun roof, however will not take any getting used to :-)
I still feel a little sad about the Pathfinder and I'll miss having a car with no monthly payments, but all things considered my new black Outback is a pretty nice ride.
I think I'll call it Oscar.
I still feel a little sad about the Pathfinder and I'll miss having a car with no monthly payments, but all things considered my new black Outback is a pretty nice ride.
I think I'll call it Oscar.
Saturday, December 8
Farewell Pathfinder
Today we lost the Pathfinder. RIP big guy, I'll miss you. After 11 years, 111,000 miles and countless trips to the mountains Percy the Pathfinder is gone. I always felt safe, I always felt in control, I knew I would always be safe behind the wheel.
Chris was driving him on I-70 when we hit some ice while changing lanes. We thought he was going to straighten up but the slide continued and then the wheels made a quick turn to the right. It's exactly like they say...it happened all in slow motion. I could see the concrete barrier and knew we were heading for it...I also knew that it was going to wreck Percy pretty badly, I knew it was over. We hit the concrete barrier and immediately both airbags released. The impact made us bounce back a few feet before coming to a rest. I looked up to see smoke or steam coming from the engine...then we were hit from behind and as my neck jerked I though "nice, we're going to cause a pile up on the highway".
Not knowing if it was steam or smoke I immediately tried to get out as the car began to fill with what turned out to be powder from the airbags. Percy had crumpled and the doors needed a big shove to open before I could get out and see the whole sorry situation.
A couple of nice people stopped to see if we were okay; a woman in a car and a King Soopers delivery driver, he helped us stop the horn that has stuck during the first impact. With the cars whizzing by on the highway, the cold and snow and the shock, we really could do without the noise of the horn. It was a UPS guy in the truck behind who hit us on his way to work. He took the whole thing pretty well, and we sat in his warm truck as we waited for the police and then for the tow trucks.
I emptied out Percy....all the car information, receipts, shopping bags, first aid kit and spare parking change. I remembered to take the Bee bear that was originally from my Mum's 205 and a Sterling dream catcher that I had originally given to Mum.
I knew as I saw him being dragged onto the flat bed truck, that I would never see him again.
Chris was driving him on I-70 when we hit some ice while changing lanes. We thought he was going to straighten up but the slide continued and then the wheels made a quick turn to the right. It's exactly like they say...it happened all in slow motion. I could see the concrete barrier and knew we were heading for it...I also knew that it was going to wreck Percy pretty badly, I knew it was over. We hit the concrete barrier and immediately both airbags released. The impact made us bounce back a few feet before coming to a rest. I looked up to see smoke or steam coming from the engine...then we were hit from behind and as my neck jerked I though "nice, we're going to cause a pile up on the highway".
Not knowing if it was steam or smoke I immediately tried to get out as the car began to fill with what turned out to be powder from the airbags. Percy had crumpled and the doors needed a big shove to open before I could get out and see the whole sorry situation.
A couple of nice people stopped to see if we were okay; a woman in a car and a King Soopers delivery driver, he helped us stop the horn that has stuck during the first impact. With the cars whizzing by on the highway, the cold and snow and the shock, we really could do without the noise of the horn. It was a UPS guy in the truck behind who hit us on his way to work. He took the whole thing pretty well, and we sat in his warm truck as we waited for the police and then for the tow trucks.
I emptied out Percy....all the car information, receipts, shopping bags, first aid kit and spare parking change. I remembered to take the Bee bear that was originally from my Mum's 205 and a Sterling dream catcher that I had originally given to Mum.
I knew as I saw him being dragged onto the flat bed truck, that I would never see him again.
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