These were taken mainly to demonstrate that I have a halfway usable macro lens on my "cheap" camera (compared to Ying's, anyway).



but I think they look okay.

Tags: flowers, photos

I don't get out much.

Still, there are some strange things in my neighborhood. Simply on my way to the mall there are a surprising number of oddities. For example, there is a building next to the Museum of Science that I like to think of as the Dungeon of Science.



From the amount of ivy on that building, I have to guess that "Unauthorized Persons KEEP OUT" sign was placed there a good 6 decades ago; as they were constructing the Museum of Good Science, they had to have a place to trap all the Bad Science so that it wouldn't get out. There could be more mundane explanations, of course; it could just be where they keep the vampire.

If we continue along to the other side of the river, we come to this:



In the game Eternal Darkness, there is a point at which the villain must construct what he terms the "Pillar of Flesh", a grisly monument made of concrete and still-living people, designed to focus the evil energies required to bring his dark god forth to this world. You know, to raze it down to its component atoms and re-make it in its own image, etc. So, imagine my surprise when I discovered I live right next to a miniature; let's call it a "Pillar of Souls", since clearly whole bodies aren't trapped in there. You can see that most of the folks involved are smiling for the camera:



but there are a few who let their true feelings slip through:



Seriously, there is no inscription anywhere on this monument, nor any plaque in the area to explain what it is supposed to represent. Why would you make a sculpture of a group of people's heads smashed together in various states of dismay and/or amusement and then put that on a footpath near a mall? Why, I ask you? I note that it is pointed towards the sky - perhaps some kind of spectral battery for a weapon that shoots ghosts at the sun?

I am not an expert but I do not think that shooting ghosts at the sun would do anything, and if it did, it would not be a thing that is good for anyone.

Tags: photos
Current Music: Ringfinger (by Nine Inch Nails on "Pretty Hate Machine")

This isn't an essay I've had in mind for any time, but the photo is kind of neat, and it happened today.

I have managed to avoid purchasing a keyboard for almost a year now. Apparently this is too long:



Today briefly before lunch, the "Alt" key on my Bluetooth DiNovo finally gave up the ghost. It's still under warranty, but I was in the middle of hacking with Emacs, and you can't really do that without a meta key. I really do destroy keyboards at an unbelieveable rate. As a backup, I purchased a somewhat sturdier and cheaper board; the Saitek Eclipse PC Keyboard.

While it doesn't meet any of my normal criterea for a good keyboard, i.e. it doesn't use mechanical keyswitches and it's not slim form-factor, something about this keyboard just exudes quality. This wasn't a dramatic or somehow amazing keyboard like the Tactile Pro, but it is a quietly comfortable and definitely high-quality keyboard. It's a bit paradoxical - I generally hate membrane keyboards with a lot of travel, but this one seems to be quite comfortable. The keys are a good size, the incline is comfortable, and I seem to be able to break 140wpm consistently in the hard drills at the end of gtypist. It has exactly the keys I need: no funky spatter of random "internet" function buttons that don't work with Linux anyway. All the keys are in exactly the right place; they didn't pull any weird tricks like expanding the Delete key, moving around the backslash or backquote, or sliding the Alt somewhere other than under the thumb. The nominal Control keys are nice and wide, when you need to use them, and the Caps Lock isn't castrated to make it useless as a Control.

But of course, these are all just mistakes they didn't make. It feels nice, and I don't know why. The only concrete difference I can really put my finger on (no pun intended) is the lack of "squeak". Perhaps there is a better word for this, but I have only tested this concept experientially - here's what I mean.

Try this with a normal $5 keyboard: push hard on one of the keys, then slide your finger back and forth. You will notice that it squeaks when you wiggle your finger back and forth, sending vibrations up your arm. I always take this as a sign of the quality of the construction of the keyboard, because the squeak is coming from bits of plastic rubbing against each other which are never really supposed to touch. On really awful keyboards this is bad enough that you can feel the squeak while typing; on others there is just the occasional hint of it.

While this particular feature isn't a deal-breaker for me (even the DiNovo has a tiny bit of squeak) it is definitely a good sign that the Eclipse doesn't have it. I'm enjoying typing on it immensely so far. Its first day it saw a prodigious amount of use, as I was preparing for a rather intense deadline :).

Tags: keyboards, photos
Current Music: Nobody's Listening (by Linkin Park on "Meteora")

As predicted, members of my family and various friends were better to me than I deserve on my birthday.

I have yet to figure out exactly which features to fund, but I think that I'm going to be giving out small prizes, probably in $20US increments, for each one. For those of you across the puddle, that's about €0.02 at a time - but it's still enough to buy dinner over here.

Thanks to everyone who sent a donation in, and thanks especially to Kim, who trudged up to Boston and helped contain the hellmouth in my apartment.

(As any ADD sufferer will testify, piles are the enemy. When one's cohabitant has an entire house and 3 whole lifetimes worth of stuff to pile up, the piles can set you up for a crushing and continuous defeat, which is definitely no good for one's mental health, creating a feedback loop where one is discouraged or even afraid to organize things.)

Kim defeated even the piles which we had made an uneasy truce with, the ones which we had actively tried to clean up before and had been resigned to treat as simply a messy storage solution rather than a problem. With the piles trapped and cornered, the floors are walkable and the surfaces usable. Who knew that using a vacuum cleaner could be so much fun?

Tags: photos, twisted
Current Mood: thankful
Current Music: Sunspots (by Nine Inch Nails on "With Teeth")