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May 312007
May 212007
Today is the day Dennis and I have chosen as our anniversary. Neither of us are obsessed with celebrating specific days, so we chose May 21 because that was the day of our first date. (I think…) We could have picked the week before, when we first met, or any day of the weeks and months that followed. Do we celebrate our first kiss, the first time he did my laundry, or the day I didn’t argue when my friends called him my boyfriend? What really matters is that I love him dearly, and I have felt that way for somewhere around three years.
*photo by Icka at Clandestine
May 182007
Last Saturday I got to chat with Adam Jackson on his podcast dailytechtalk. You can listen to us discuss online video and how hard it is to make movies. I would love if you took a chance to listen to it–it was a lot of fun:
Who’s going to the Maker Faire? Dennis and I are going on Sunday. I hear that flickr has a booth where they’ll take polaroids of you. Yes, we’re missing Bay to Breakers. I’m not crying about that one.
Tonight (or possibly tomorrow morning) I’m going to do a little ustream experiment–I’ll be baking a pumpkin pie tonight and I thought it would be fun to have some virtual company in the kitchen. It’ll be fun if you’d like to join me.
May 162007
Andrew* sent me a cute song about Ruby on Rails by Miles Forest:
I was instantly reminded of other RoR tidbits I’ve seen here and there. As a php developer, this video from railsenvy is more appropriate, but the java v RoR is more true.
And just to bring down those RoR devs a touch, here is my favorite RoR joke (swiped from this site):
Just inside the gates of heaven, St. Peter sits at a desk checking people in.
Peter: “Welcome to heaven. Programming language?â€
The man at the front of the line says, “Smalltalk.â€
Glancing at his clipboard, Peter says, “Room 33. Be very quiet as you pass Room Six.â€
The process repeats itself with the next person in line:
Peter: “Welcome to heaven. Programming language?â€
Person #2: “Common Lisp.â€
Peter: “Room 17. Be very quiet as you pass Room Six.â€
The next person moves to the front of the line with a look of curiosity on her face.
Peter: “Welcome to heaven. Programming language?â€
Person #3: “Python.â€
Peter: “Room 54. Be very quiet as you pass Room Six.â€
Person #3: “Why do you keep telling us to be quiet as we pass Room Six?â€
Peter: “Because the Ruby on Rails People are in Room Six, and they think they’re the only ones here.â€
Of course, all of this comes back to my absolute favorite nerdcore rapper, Monzy.
(warning: this is extremely academically nerdy)
So Much Drama:
Despite the fact that he’s from Stanford, I absolutely love him. Really, I just don’t want our schools to get between us, especially since we’ve owned their asses for the past SIX YEARS. Oh, and he uses emacs.
“You’re running csh and my shell is bash,
You’re the tertiary storage; I’m the L1 cache.”
– Kill – 9
May 132007
It’s been quite a busy week.
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On Saturday the lovely Miss Icka and Elaine came by to do a photo shoot. I was quite honored that they wanted to use our home as a set. There was drinks and fruit (naturally) and lots of fun. Here’s a little preview. I can’t wait to see the whole set. While they set up Dennis and I got our nails done. I absolutely love my sparkly barbie-pink toenails.
Street fest
Sunday Morgan, Dennis and I decided to stand outside in the full blazing sunlight (easily 90 degrees) for a few hours at the How Weird fest. There was some good music and I tried a french doughnut for the first time. The little vendor stands sold some fantastic hand-made clothing and jewelery, but I decided against buying anything in anticipation of next week’s tentative shopping plans. We bumped into a number of wonderful friends and I found out that Juicy and Steve23 are getting married. Congrats to them.
Mooooooooooo
After unsuccessfully poking at a few people to join me, I attend the Moo Meetup alone. Since I’ve been to a few geek-ish events before, I found a few people I knew including James (hotornot) and Brian Caldwell. Lane Hartwell was there, but she was surrounded by people. I’d like to meet her at some point. She takes such lovely photos. Yummy snack plates floated around piled with samosas, avocado sushi, dumplings, fruit tarts, chocolate covered strawberries, and other treats. A very sweet server named Ryan made me a plate of sushi with wasabi and ginger after finding out that I wasn’t interested in the meat appetizers. Drinks were on the house, but I wisely refrained from having more than one.
I picked up a bag of treats on my way out. One of the candies looked like it was encased styrofoam, but due to my willingness to try anything (especially if it smells like sweet tarts), I found out it was just thick rice paper. The inside was filled with pixie stick dust. Yum. The blue-flash disposible camera is begging to be used. I also got some adorable moo notecards, a much-needed moocard container, a livejournal pencil (um an online blogging site gives out pencils? I can’t remember the last time I saw a pencil sharpener. I think I’ll use it to poke my coworkers) and other nicknacks.
Goodies
Wednesday night I managed to get tickets to the SF film fest Golden Gate Award Ceremony at Cowell Theater. The appetizers were fantastic. They had goodies from Yoshi’s (I think the guy was offended that I called his amazing sushi snacks), Ramblas, La Mediterranee, Sky Vodka, Glacieu and some others. Yoshi’s tuna sashimi was deelish. I haven’t been there in a really long time, but I think a trip is needed in the near future.
Right before the ceremony starts I bumped into a filmmaker I met in Tribeca. Small world. Inside the theater the screen was rotating through all the logos of the sponsors. There is something about seeing the jumpcut logo on a giant screen that makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. After they announced the winner of the jumpcut-run Greenworld contest, I quickly got bored and left for the afterparty at Mighty. I turned into a pumpkin before I saw Halou, but they music is pretty good. On my way out I scooped up a bag full of more goodies. The best treat was definitely the canvas bag itself, which I will be using for my groceries.
Whew! This weekend all I want to do is sleep.
May 102007
Tribeca has long finished, but I still wanted to share a few stories
Tardy
I arrived Wed eve so that I could document the opening party. The traffic was horrendous from the airport, so I was running late. I quickly get ready, rush out the door, hop into a cab, and… sit in more traffic. I am almost at the BMCC theater when I realize that I had left my cell at the hotel. With no way to meet up with my contact (who had my press pass) I turn around and go back. I burst into my room, madly looking for that little chunk of plastic and metal to which I am completely enslaved. It’s shiny red surface laughs at me as I scoop it up from the bathroom sink. I dash out of the room as I call my contact. Downstairs in the full lobby I head straight for the escalator at full speed–*smack!* It was me versus the glass pane and I lost. On top of that, the event is wrapping up, so there’s no need for me to go anymore. Waiting for the elevator I notice that the elevator-man is looking at me. “It’s one of those days,” I sigh. “I saw,” he says sympathetically.
Yummy apple
After some moping, dinner, and more moping I decide to go to the apple store. That’ll cheer me up. What’s more fun than the apple store? A 24/7 apple store! After my brilliant performance of Agorophobia I do some more dancing and singing on ustream (9 minutes in I sing What a Wonderful World, 26 mins I make funny faces, somewhere in there I sing grr’s song).
When I decide to stop streaming, several people come up to me to chat. *blahblahblah* Finally I walk back to the hotel around 3am. I manage to upload a bunch of video as I prepare for bed.
May 042007
I didn’t see these at the Tribeca film fest–I found them on vyc. I have a lot of thoughts about my trip, though I’ve been too busy to write them down. I’ve caught a cold and have been operating at around 50% efficiency. Hopefully this weekend I’ll feel better and have a bit of time.
I am an apartment building:
A funny thing happened at the Quick Mart:
