Under a Gibbous Moon

I’ve been playing with a camera lately. Not just any camera but the one on my cell phone. With enough effort, I think that it takes some really good pictures.

I’m very pleased with how this one turned out. Taking pictures of small children is a lot like wildlife photography, you take a lot of pictures and just hope to get lucky. I got really lucky with this one.

Another lucky shot. The one I took right before this is nothing but a blur as she turned her head but then I managed to catch her right as she was focusing on something.

Nothing particularly special about this one, though I do like the framing, mostly I was going for a “arty” look and I like the way it came out.

While I don’t think that cell phones will ever replace those $12,000 behemoths, I do think that they have come a long way. A good cell phone camera can take some very crisp pictures with varying depths of field (though I have yet to see one with true manual focus). Maybe in another five years or so, there won’t even be a need for any of the mid range digital cameras.

It’s too bad the lyrics to this music video are unintelligible, maybe they would provide some sort of context for what the hell is going on and why the hell someone is keeping a huge rocky mountain oyster as a pet. It’s also possible the the lyrics are quite clear and the horror on the screen simply blocks it out. All I know is that this music video is a textbook example of what is known as “shooting yourself in the foot”.

Via Great White Snark, whose penchant for rocky mountain oysters is legendary.

It’s that time of year again, Beloit College in Wisconsin has put out their annual list of milestones, touchstones, minutea that make up the generation of the years incoming freshman.

Key items on the list is the lack of watches (who needs one when you have a clock on your cellphone?), computers have always had CD-ROMs (but who the hell needs CDs anyway?), and Hollywood has always been making terrible movies out of old sitcoms.

SEVERE WARNGING – reading this list may make you feel extremely old.

I’m going to go somewhere and cry now.

Someone likes their Sci-Fi.

From many and varied sources, if you heard it here first, shame on you!