After Watching the "Sex and the City" Movie...

"I find all of these woman annoying.  You  keepers of the vag love this show."

"Like 'Harry Potter and the Keepers of the Vag'? I think that was going to be the next book."

And I love my boyfriend.

After Watching the "Sex and the City" Movie...

"I find all of these woman annoying.  You  keepers of the vag love this show."

"Like 'Harry Potter and the Keepers of the Vag'? I think that was going to be the next book."

And I love my boyfriend.

Behind the Scenes of a Major News Source

"It's in the nav bar."   "IN the navigation bar." "THE NAV BAR."  "IN THE NAV!" "IN THE NAV!!!!" "Why can't you see it?  It's right there IN THE NAV!"

"Seriously, nothing you've said so far is scary."

"Well hold onto your socks!"

Sigh.

Behind the Scenes of a Major News Source

"It's in the nav bar."   "IN the navigation bar." "THE NAV BAR."  "IN THE NAV!" "IN THE NAV!!!!" "Why can't you see it?  It's right there IN THE NAV!"

"Seriously, nothing you've said so far is scary."

"Well hold onto your socks!"

Sigh.

How Far Is Too Far for Free Theatre?

This morning I arrived at Central Park at 8 am to get in line for free Shakespeare in the Park tickets.  Turns out I was already more than two hours too late.  I woke up at 6:30 am and left the house around 7 am.  By the time I got to line there were probably more than 300 hundred people there already.  Many of them were curled up in sleeping bags, in blankets, some had set up camp with chairs and Scrabble.  Several of the people at the front of line had slept in Central Park overnight.  I give these people the "Most Hardcore About Theatre" ribbon of the summer.  I love theatre and I love to save money, but I have to admit that at this point in my life the idea of staying up all night or sleeping in park doesn't hold any kind of allure.

I know that it is common to go through great lengths for the cheap rush ticket, the front row lottery seat, and the super elusive star ridden coveted Shakespeare in the Park ticket.  In 1998, while at a pre college program at Pratt I work up at 3:30 am to go into Manhattan with three other students to get tickets to Chicago while Bebe Neuwirth was still in the cast.  We also waited for her and Karen Ziemba outside the stage door and took our pictures with them.  I have a picture of myself with Ms. (Mrs.?) Ziemba - a girl from California or New Jersey must have the picture of me with Ms. Neuwirth.   I've also purchased tickets that allowed me to stand at the back of the theater for The Lion King in London (and the first 15 minutes made me cry because the design was so amazing), for Rent in New York (slightly embarrassing) and rush tickets for countless shows.  I've also been a "student" for about 3 years now - sadly the photo is almost 10 years old at this point - it might be time to give it up.

I'm not giving up yet on the Shakespeare in the Park tickets; if anything I view this as a challenge.  I admit, it also warmed my heart to see that many people that wanted to see a production of Twelfth Night.  I am not quite ready to sleep in the park yet, maybe just take a personal day from work and bring a lot of snacks veeeeeery early in the morning.

How Far Is Too Far for Free Theatre?

This morning I arrived at Central Park at 8 am to get in line for free Shakespeare in the Park tickets.  Turns out I was already more than two hours too late.  I woke up at 6:30 am and left the house around 7 am.  By the time I got to line there were probably more than 300 hundred people there already.  Many of them were curled up in sleeping bags, in blankets, some had set up camp with chairs and Scrabble.  Several of the people at the front of line had slept in Central Park overnight.  I give these people the "Most Hardcore About Theatre" ribbon of the summer.  I love theatre and I love to save money, but I have to admit that at this point in my life the idea of staying up all night or sleeping in park doesn't hold any kind of allure.

I know that it is common to go through great lengths for the cheap rush ticket, the front row lottery seat, and the super elusive star ridden coveted Shakespeare in the Park ticket.  In 1998, while at a pre college program at Pratt I work up at 3:30 am to go into Manhattan with three other students to get tickets to Chicago while Bebe Neuwirth was still in the cast.  We also waited for her and Karen Ziemba outside the stage door and took our pictures with them.  I have a picture of myself with Ms. (Mrs.?) Ziemba - a girl from California or New Jersey must have the picture of me with Ms. Neuwirth.   I've also purchased tickets that allowed me to stand at the back of the theater for The Lion King in London (and the first 15 minutes made me cry because the design was so amazing), for Rent in New York (slightly embarrassing) and rush tickets for countless shows.  I've also been a "student" for about 3 years now - sadly the photo is almost 10 years old at this point - it might be time to give it up.

I'm not giving up yet on the Shakespeare in the Park tickets; if anything I view this as a challenge.  I admit, it also warmed my heart to see that many people that wanted to see a production of Twelfth Night.  I am not quite ready to sleep in the park yet, maybe just take a personal day from work and bring a lot of snacks veeeeeery early in the morning.

A Love Letter to Polaroids

I'm happy that the NYT story on Polaroids has been blogged and reblogged in so many places.  If you like photos, check out the new Lens Blog on The New York Times website.  This gallery of Polaroid photos was a great accompaniment to this article about the challenges about starting up production of Polaroid film again in the Netherlands.  The group working on this challenge has named themselves the Impossible Project.  

Polaroids were always around when I was little.  My uncle William is a huge fan of Polaroids and used to run a self owned business where he would take posed Polaroids at parties/events - either people behind a drop that had holes for their heads (so they would look they were a cartoony beach couple or other cartoon he had created) or putting Polaroids into cards that he had created for a Christmas events.

I loved the GIANT Polaroid project where pictures were created of New Yorkers and posted around Times Square in the late ’90s.  I’ve created Polaroid transfers and used the medium myself.

I certainly hope that the film comes back.  For now I'm entertaining myself with this iPhone app that makes photos look like Polaroids and slaps a sweet border on them.  See two of my recent "Polaroids" below:

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A Love Letter to Polaroids

I'm happy that the NYT story on Polaroids has been blogged and reblogged in so many places.  If you like photos, check out the new Lens Blog on The New York Times website.  This gallery of Polaroid photos was a great accompaniment to this article about the challenges about starting up production of Polaroid film again in the Netherlands.  The group working on this challenge has named themselves the Impossible Project.  

Polaroids were always around when I was little.  My uncle William is a huge fan of Polaroids and used to run a self owned business where he would take posed Polaroids at parties/events - either people behind a drop that had holes for their heads (so they would look they were a cartoony beach couple or other cartoon he had created) or putting Polaroids into cards that he had created for a Christmas events.

I loved the GIANT Polaroid project where pictures were created of New Yorkers and posted around Times Square in the late ’90s.  I’ve created Polaroid transfers and used the medium myself.

I certainly hope that the film comes back.  For now I'm entertaining myself with this iPhone app that makes photos look like Polaroids and slaps a sweet border on them.  See two of my recent "Polaroids" below:

[caption id="attachment_14" align="aligncenter" width="600" caption="The left one is Jones Beach, the right was taken of Don on the way to Jones Beach."][/caption]

Almost, but not quite.

You know how sometimes you have a moment where you feel like you are really on top of things. I had one of those because I paid all my bills online. Then Don sighed, reached over and replugged my laptop headphones into the right hole. I was kind of wondering why the sound was so soft.

Almost, but not quite.

You know how sometimes you have a moment where you feel like you are really on top of things. I had one of those because I paid all my bills online. Then Don sighed, reached over and replugged my laptop headphones into the right hole. I was kind of wondering why the sound was so soft.

Bloggity Blog.

Hi web friends!  This blog will be a record of figuring it out.

Bloggity Blog.

Hi web friends!  This blog will be a record of figuring it out.