Holedown
I learned about Holedown via Twitter, seemingly randomly. It was two posts – one by Matt Haughey and one by rands, which was recommendation enough for me.
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Zoom In… Enhance…
This project references the trope in a lot of crime/tech TV shows, where someone is able to use a computer to “zoom in and enhance” an image. It’s an old gimmick, and laughed at a lot because… well, you can’t just zoom in on a fuzzy image and have it magically get clearer.
Losing My Head
A week ago, when we were throwing a lot of stuff away, one of the things I finally decided to get rid off was my old tennis racket. I got this while I was in high school, back when I was actually playing tennis with some regularity. I was never very good – and came one or two spots shy…
That’s No Leaf
Liz called me back to the yard, telling me she found “a really cool bug.” It took me a little while to spot it, though.
Whitehall Lakehouse, Day 4
A scene from the battle of the siblings, taken to mostly commemorate a minor skirmish. Isabelle had gotten on the float, and then Jackson had tried to use the other float to bop her into the water. His float got away from him, and he was unsuccessful in retrieving it with a paddle.
Isabelle remained safely in the distance.
Whitehall Lakehouse, Day 3
Wait, I hear you asking… if you’re taking the photo, who’s driving the boat?
Whitehall Lakehouse, Day 2
Every so often, I’d step out of the office I was in and stepped out to the balcony to take in the view.
Whitehall Lakehouse, Day 1
We left a little early this week, to spend a long weekend in Whitehall, MI, with Kirt and Anne at their new lakehouse. Liz and I both worked from home on Thursday, then hit the road around 4PM.
Busy Days
Last week or so, I’ve worked on a lot of work work after hours. Some days, it’s been work, then home, then house work, then work work. Then sleep, and wake up early for more work work, before going in to work.
Dirty Demo
Lately, I’m wrecking shirts faster than I can keep them clean. Though for tonight’s task, I got particularly dusted up.
After the Opera
“The curtain parts one last time
and the ones who killed…”
Packing Trash, Pulling Weeds
I ended up trimming a few tree limbs that were dangling over the sidewalk. And I brought out a Bluetooth speaker so I could listen to music, while I weeded. Over the course of the next hour or two, I sank three beers and just hung out outside, slowly plucking weeds.
Hallway Demo, Revisited
I’m still amazed at what happens to time, when we work on the house. Once we get going, the hours just seem to slip by. I’m not sure why that is, because during the whole process… it’s not something I’d describe as “enjoyable” or fun.
Andrew Combs: 4×10
My takeaway from the song overall is that the singer is talking about a kind of cyclical thing, passed on from parent to children in a kind of Larkin-esque manner. But that third verse is still gives me some pause.
A Better Underage Drinking Ad
I like the approach here – it’s definitely subtle, understated. The yellow on black text of “LIT” catches your eye, but not in an obnoxious way. It’s ambiguous enough to pull you in, to want to read a little more.