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  • 4th Jul, 2009 at 6:27 PM
Love this; worth watching the whole thing. Happy birthday, America!

Story here -- thanks to Scalzi for the link.




Note: Video contains flashing images which may cause photosensitive epileptic seizures.

This Something Awful GameDev Challenge IV competition entry isn't packing a lot of gameplay (only one level, tries to copy cactus a bit too much, ripped sprites etc.) but you can't beat an intro like that when it comes to cooking up a background story for your game under pressure.

Video quality is very poor and the text is hardly readable, although it doesn't matter anyway as the epilepsy-inducing Game Maker release is already available for download and play. (music by AA.Kurtz, screenshots)


"The result of the deliberations of all collective bodies must necessarily be a compound, as well of the errors and prejudices, as of the good sense and wisdom, of the individuals of whom they are composed. The compacts which are to embrace thirteen distinct States in a common bond of amity and union, must as necessarily be a compromise of as many dissimilar interests and inclinations. How can perfection spring from such materials?"

I just finished reading The Federalist Papers, which I've been reading at the rate of two or so per week, every week, since the first week of 3L year last September. :) Federalist #84 is about why we don't need a Bill of Rights in the proposed Constitution and why the federal government wouldn't be hideously expensive and in fact would induce quite a savings in state government expenditures. Oh Hamilton, you kittenish thing you. But he did point out in #85, the last Paper, that we could just go back and amend the ratified Constitution later, and that worked out okay. As to the first point, anyway.

Now I'm gonna spend three hours doing a half-day practice exam (100 multiple choice questions), and then I'm going to my bar study buddy Alyssa's house for a big party! We've got a set for bocce ball (aka boules), and to counteract the suspiciously European nature of that game, we've got a Slip'n'Slide. We're gonna do a grill-out and have a lot of beer (thanks to Amendment #21), and see what we can see when it's fireworks time.

As my old roommate Rich said, "Fourth of July: It's like a holiday version of The Man Show."

Hooray for our tripartite form of republican government, the armed forces, women, factory workers, farmers, teachers at all levels, and public servants; and also the ACLU, the Jehovah's Witnesses, the robber barons, Howard the Dolphin, pornographers, fringe political parties, abortion doctors, gonzo journalists, and oppressed minorities who got the shit kicked out of them, inter many alia, for making this country what it is today. And here's to passing the bar so I can dedicate my career to fixing the fucked-up parts.

Exhausted Weasel

  • 4th Jul, 2009 at 12:42 PM
My birthday party yesterday was made of pure, unadulterated awesome... But I burned up so much energy in playing yesterday that I don't have the time for a writeup today. I will, I promise.

Suffice it to say that despite the 1998-style web design shown on their web site, having a grown-up party at Zero Gravity is incredibly fun. Bouncing around in a full-sized inflatable dinosaur arena, chucking foam balls at each other, is about as much entertainment as it sounds.

Plus, I horrified Gini by going through the inflatable obstacle course, but hey. It's my goddamned birthday. I'm not letting any wounds stop me.

Anyway, barbecue today, stop by if you'd like, I'm now going to curl up with Grant Imahara's Bot Building book. Yay! And happy fourth, everyone!

Transaction Transparency

  • 4th Jul, 2009 at 11:00 AM

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A tip-jar in our most excellent local pho restaurant - the Vietnamese proprietor takes credit cards but suggests to customers to tip in cash.

As an artifact this tip jar is so stacked with intrigue, playing off numerous cultural and contextual assumptions: whether tipping is socially acceptable; whether it's acceptable to show or hold money; the likely denominations of money that is used to tip and whether those denominations are considered too dirty to display on a counter; whether the amount of money in the jar should be revealed - is a paying customer more or less likely to tip/tip well if the jar is perceived to be empty/full; and particularly transaction transparency - whether the size of the tip can be seen by proprietor as it travels towards the jar, and once it is placed the jar? Is the covered jar an attempt by the Vietnamese proprietor to be particularly sensitive to his (mostly Asian) cliental? - tipping being less prevalent in Asia than the US.

Simply beautiful.


Targeted Signs

  • 4th Jul, 2009 at 5:29 AM

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A remarkably detailed 'do not' sign, right down the detailing of the Swiss Army knife. With the ability to identify the person in real time the increasing personalisation of signage, advertising. Or in this future perfect context would taking out a knife bring on the nag-bot?

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The future perfect of signs?


Whether you're just grilling, picnic lunching or heading out on a wilderness excursion for the holiday weekend, we've got a few recipes, projects, and ideas to run by you, cultivated from years of...


I've got 8 oz of gorgeous orange, yellow, red and fuschia BFL. It's now torn to bits and sorted by color, and I'm sampling. My goal is to spin it all during the Tour de France, and get in bike riding every day of the tour. A secondary goal is to try and spin a mile of yarn in a day... I may not make it, but it'll be fun to try.

Samples down: cabled 4 ply.

Samples remaining: chain ply, true 3 ply

I'm not sampling a two ply because I'm looking for a sock weight yarn, and this is combed top so my default yarn in a two ply will roughly match the shawl yarn. That makes for too skinny for socks. WAY too skinny. Right now, I'm leaning towards the cabled 4 ply purely for the fun factor.

Rob van Kranenburg has written a new report for the Institute of Network Cultures.

The Internet of Things is the second issue in the series of Network Notebooks. It’s a critique of ambient technology and the all-seeing network of RFID by Rob van Kranenburg. Rob examines what impact RFID and other systems, will have on our cities and our wider society. He currently works at Waag Society as program leader for the Public Domain and wrote earlier an article about this topic in the Waag magazine and is the co-founder of the DIFR Network. The notebook features an introduction by journalist and writer Sean Dodson.

… Rob van Kranenburg outlines his vision of the future. He tells of his early encounters with the kind of location-based technologies that will soon become commonplace, and what they may mean for us all. He explores the emergence of the “internet of things”, tracing us through its origins in the mundane back-end world of the international supply chain to the domestic applications that already exist in an embryonic stage. He also explains how the adoption of he technologies of the City Control is not inevitable, nor something that we must kindly accept nor sleepwalk into. In van Kranenburg’s account of the creation of the international network of Bricolabs, he also suggests how each of us can help contribute to building technologies of trust and empower ourselves in the age of mass surveillance and ambient technologies.

There’s a launch party in October, if you happen to be in Amsterdam. Kudos to Léon & Loes for the great design.

The Internet of Things

As you may imagine from my writing lately (here, here), the word “Bricolabs” caught my attention. From their site:

A distributed network for global and local development of generic infrastructures incrementally developed by communities.

A global platform to investigate the new loop of open content, software, and hardware for community applications, bringing people together with new technologies and distributed connectivity, unlike the dominant focus of IT industry on security, surveillance, and monopoly of information and infrastructures.

This reminds me of Mike’s work with Ile Sans Fil, and some of the stuff I’ve read on this ex-blog. See especially his infrastructure posts and interview with John Udell.

Once you look at it as a problem of infrastructure, you realize the problem isn’t going to be solved with everyone having their own server. It’s about having the connections between us (bridges and roads) being free and open.

Back to the book. You can go to the Institute of Network Cultures blog to download a copy and learn more about it.

Via Karl.



last day today...

  • 4th Jul, 2009 at 11:07 AM
... so today is Lester's last day with me, before returning home. He's leaving around 2pm wiht lots of stuff in the trunk from my dad's, plus stuff I brought originally. I'm not taking his leaving very well, but I know he has to go back to work, he's been here almost 2 weeks.

So as a hooray before he leaves, we will be going to the infamous The Works burger place in Ottawa for some delicious food. What a way to cap off a visit! :)

YAY. I've never been. Have you? If you have. What did you order?

C.

Today is a very special day. Know why? Independence Day? Nope ... it's only 2 more months until college football season starts! Go Gators!

Ah, summer

  • 4th Jul, 2009 at 4:07 PM
Crazy mad heat and humidity -- and small children on the street outside having Super Soaker wars, who are all too happy to hose me down on the way to swap out the laundry. That was refreshing.

I'm heading out in a bit to go to a techno party in the middle of the woods, where it will hopefully be a bit less oppressively hot. Happily, all the good stuff happens at night anyway. Have a great weekend, LiveJournal!

Proving Your Worth

  • 4th Jul, 2009 at 1:21 PM

The attitude of the average 9-to-5′er goes like this: If I do this boring job long enough and well enough, I’ll be promoted to the job that’s fast-paced and exciting. That’s the job I really want.

The problem is, showing people you can only do boring work will only consist in more boring work.

When I was very young, I spent a lot of time on touch typing programs, and learned how to type over 100 words per minute. Proud of myself, I would tell my bosses this over the years. What would they inevitably do? Give me the most boring jobs ever, of course.

There has to be a path for those who want the fast-paced exciting job NOW. A different way to prove themselves. What do you think?


2177961471_09c4c376d8Recently, I’ve noticed something. If you send me an email, the likelihood that I’m going to respond is pretty small. But if you send me a message on Twitter, the likelihood that I’ll respond is much higher. Certainly, part of it is that I get fewer messages on Twitter. But you might be surprised at how close it’s getting in volume when you add @replies to direct messages. The bigger factor for me, is the length of the messages.

If I open up an email and see it filled with paragraphs of information, guaranteed my eyes are going to glaze over. Certainly sometimes it’s an important message that I do need to read, but most of the time it’s just a core message filled with paragraphs of bloat. I don’t want or need the bloat, I need the core message. And that’s why I love Twitter. You simply cannot go over 140 characters. And more often than you may imagine, that’s enough.

Now, on the face of it, plenty of people will disagree with me on that point. But think about it. In an age where we’re bombarded by tons of information, from multiple angles, all day long, there is something beautiful about brevity.

I used to read screenplays for a living. Trust me when I say that there is no shortage of people who can blather on about something to seemingly no end. But the skill in writing a screenplay often came down to if you could convey what you needed to convey in just a few lines. It’s not an easy thing to do — at all. And while it’s not quite the same because it’s even more compact, Twitter forces you do to a similar thing in its own way. And Twitter is hardly the only form of communication that has done this.

Most users know by now that the 140 character limit of Twitter is actually tied to the limits of text messaging. Text messages can only be 160 characters long (Twitter needed to reserve the extra 20 characters for usernames). But do you know where the 160 character limit comes from?

3448975332_b81d9df35fThe LA Times ran an excellent piece a few months ago about Friedhelm Hillebrand, the father of the modern text message. He dreamed up the 160 character limit while working at a typewriter in the mid-1980s, trying to see how long sentences needed to be to convey something. He found 160 characters was the magic number he kept arriving at. But the deciding committee for SMS still wasn’t sure until they looked at postcards and found that most of those had messages of 150 characters or less.

And so you see, while you may think Twitter’s character limit is silly or frustrating, it’s actually born out of two other forms of communication that are widely accepted and used the world over. You may not think of Twitter being just like a postcard, but in some ways it is — one that you can instantaneously send to many friends or acquaintances at the same time. And minus the cost of a stamp.

Even with the rise of technology, the lure of the short message remains. And that was the key reason why I found Twitter compelling when I first started using it over two years ago. I never thought of the limitation in a negative sense, but rather as something that could inspire creativity in messages. And could even spur communication.

It’s liberating to know that you only have 140 characters or less to respond to something. For a lot of messages, that removes a huge burden of trying to say enough to the person you’re talking to so that they don’t think you’re being rude. With a 140 character limit, a correlation between briefness and rudeness doesn’t exist.

And that’s why more and more I’m finding myself telling people, “Just message me on Twitter.” It’s a two-way street. I don’t want to have to read you go on and on about something that could be said in one line, and you won’t have to listen to me go on and on about something in response. Again, it won’t work for all messages, which is why Twitter or something like it will never kill email, but for a lot of messages, it works just fine.

Characters and time are saved. It’s a limitation that is liberating.

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guess it was about that time. catastrophic HD failure.
my 250gb external data drive.

it spins up, but when i plug it in it reads forever until there's a catch, the light goes solid red, and the drive spins with no further reads. to my more savvy friends, you think there's any hope of recovery? is it possible enough this is a problem in the drive enclosure to be worth buying a new one?

Lost:
the 30-odd GB of music i'd managed to re-find and re-buy since the '06 hosing of my 60GB hand-encoded CD collection by WindowsXP.

the 10GB of e-texts on everything from army courses to engineering to physics, metaphysics, and the occult. roughly 20,000 books, only 4GB of which i have a physical backup for

my produced/engineered music,
and personal archive of files from 15 years of bbs/internet harvesting.

i'm gonna have to step away and have an "i'm so stupid" moment...
*crossing fingers i was unstupid enough to put the important stuff on the RAID*

Moving Day

  • 4th Jul, 2009 at 12:00 PM

Moving day in Saigon

Another July 1st, another year I breathe a sigh of relief that I didn’t have to move on Moving Day. I must be exceptionally lucky: I’ve never had to move on the same day as more than 100,000 other Montrealers. Instead, I have been able to wander the streets and watch, with voyeuristic glee, as the curtain that normally hangs between us and our neighbours is ripped away.

That’s exactly what I told a journalist from La Presse when she called to ask what I thought of the odd way that Montrealers spend Canada’s national holiday. (Unfortunately, she somehow misspelled my name, adding a “v” and an “e” where they really shouldn’t exist.) As perplexing as it is to have most residential leases end on the same day, it’s also one of those charmingly illogical things that make Montreal such an admirably eccentric city.

The fact that so many people live on the upper floors of buildings with winding outdoor staircases means that it’s a huge challenge to simply move furniture onto the street. The complications of parking make it a hassle to then move that stuff to a new apartment. On the few occasions when we had move over a distance larger than two blocks, my girlfriend and I paid some guys $50 to shove our stuff into the back of their old camping van and drive it uptown from the Latin Quarter to Mile End.

I’ve seen similarly precarious setups involving pickup trucks and even shopping carts, so I’m not surprised to hear that a moving company that schleps stuff by bike is getting a lot of attention. It’s reminiscent of cities in China, where bicycles are used for the same purpose. In Saigon and Seoul, I saw motorcycles employed for much the same purpose, including one that was being used to transport a fridge, without any kind of strap to secure it to the bike.

Even more intriguing that Moving Day itself are the days after, when piles of unwanted junk are left in the streets and laneways. This is usually seen as a big problem but, as I wrote last year, it turns the city into a giant flea market. People sift through the remnants of July 1st and often come up with enough good finds that they can furnish their own apartment. There’s an unspoken agreement among Montrealers that if you abandon something on the sidewalk or in a back alley, you’re inviting others to take it.

Here in Hong Kong, people move just as often as in Montreal, though not always on the same day — and nobody leaves anything in the street unless they intend to keep it there. To a large extent, the reason for this is cultural difference: Hong Kongers are much less enthusiastic than Montrealers about second-hand objects; they’re also a lot more entrepreneurial, so if they have something to get rid of, they’ll sell it a second-hand specialist who will resell it or dismantle it for scrap.Moving fridge in Saigon

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  • 4th Jul, 2009 at 12:53 PM
Happy Independence Day! My first one as an American citizen -- now that's a startling thought. Worth celebrating, I think.

Jarmila's on vacation, so no nanny for a few days. It would have been a week, but I coaxed Simone into coming Tues/Wed morning. I think I can survive until then. So yesterday morning was mostly hanging out with Kavi, although I did manage to get the writing workshops set up. My timing is perhaps not the best, though -- right before a holiday weekend means most people are offline 'til Monday, I think. Ah well. A few people registered already, and hopefully more to come next week. Mama wants furniture. :-) It'd be lovely to be able to put our guests on an actual bed instead of an air mattress! It'll be a sofa bed, since the room is going to do double duty as a hangout space most of the time, but still, that's a step up, I think. Kevin claims that sofa bed technology has significantly improved in the last decade, and it no longer means annoying springs poking you in the back in the middle of the night. We'll see.

In the afternoon I went to Target, because both Kavi and Kevin were in sad need of summer pyjamas. And then I sat in the Starbucks there and worked on reading stories and writing up critiques. If I'd had more time, I'd have tried to write some fiction, and I have to say, it's a little surreal in concept, writing at Target, but in practice, I think it'd work fine. At our Target, the Starbucks has a back area that's pretty sheltered from the rest of the store, so it just feels like you're in a coffeeshop, not a megastore. Odd, but works fine. Would probably work even better if I ever remembered to pack headphones. (To be fair to me, Kavi managed to smash one pair, and the other pair is in the storage unit at the moment. Ah well.)

Nothing firm on the housing front, but our realtor called and made reassuring noises from their realtor on the probability of their coming back with a counteroffer soon that we can accept. I'm giving up on being totally mysterious -- it's the Beautiful Gunderson we're negotiating for at the moment. We're currently about $30K apart, and it's their move, so we'll see what happens. Hopefully they get their new house super-cheap at some point this weekend! I am crossing my fingers for them! Kevin pointed out that it would be sort of funny if they were trying to buy the Mad Hatter house, and that's actually not so improbable, since I think they're planning to stay in Oak Park (again, according to realtor rumor) and they like to renovate. If we were skilled renovators, who knew contractors who were reliable and would give us good rates, the Mad Hatter house would totally be a great deal. Plus, they have three kids, so they could probably use the extra space in that house. But I don't know if they want to renovate Victorians, or if they're strictly Craftsman folk. Ah well -- no real point in speculating.

In the evening, I went to Lori and Greg's adorable house (also somewhat Arts and Crafts-ish, I think) for a holiday barbecue shindig. I love the way they renovated the kitchen -- dark cherry cabinets with a complementary medium wood (not sure what kind) for the countertops. I'm not sure I could be careful enough with my kitchen countertops to get away with wood, but it was surely beautiful. And I saw the Craftsman-style bookcase that Greg built for Lori -- totally gorgeous. I need to talk Kevin into learning woodworking. (I would say that I need to learn woodworking, which sounds totally cool, but I already have enough hobbies. :-) Also, I'd totally cut off a finger or two on the table saw. I almost did in college theatre, building sets.) Much fun was had by all, although when Scott (new director of creative writing at Roosevelt) and Tommi showed up with their three-year-old Ava, I felt guilty for not bringing Kevin and Kavi. Ah well. We'll have to have them over here sometime -- or over to the new place.

Just sent out invites to a combination housecooling / birthday party here on the 25th. May be a bit chaotic with boxes everywhere, but I think our friends can cope. I want to say goodbye to this place properly. Plus, birthday! On July 26th, I'll be thirty-eight years old and seven months pregnant. Eep.

Okay, now I have to go research moving companies. Hmm....there's some chance that we'll end up having to leave everything in storage for a few days or weeks. Is there some sort of mover/storage combo that would help with that? I'd like to avoid having them unload everything into a storage facility and then reload it, if possible -- just seems to be asking for expense and more breakages.


as true today as 100 years ago

  • 4th Jul, 2009 at 7:29 AM
appropriated from the [info]anarchists community

A New Declaration of Independence
by Emma Goldman
[Published in Mother Earth, Vol. IV, no. 5, July 1909.]

When, in the course of human development, existing institutions prove inadequate to the needs of man, when they serve merely to enslave, rob, and oppress mankind, the people have the eternal right to rebel against, and overthrow, these institutions.

The mere fact that these forces--inimical to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness--are legalized by statute laws, sanctified by divine rights, and enforced by political power, in no way justifies their continued existence.

We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all human beings, irrespective of race, color, or sex, are born with the equal right to share at the table of life; that to secure this right, there must be established among men economic, social, and political freedom; we hold further that government exists but to maintain special privilege and property rights; that it coerces man into submission and therefore robs him of dignity, self-respect, and life.

The history of the American kings of capital and authority is the history of repeated crimes, injustice, oppression, outrage, and abuse, all aiming at the suppression of individual liberties and the exploitation of the people. A vast country, rich enough to supply all her children with all possible comforts, and insure well-being to all, is in the hands of a few, while the nameless millions are at the mercy of ruthless wealth gatherers, unscrupulous lawmakers, and corrupt politicians. Sturdy sons of America are forced to tramp the country in a fruitless search for bread, and many of her daughters are driven into the street, while thousands of tender children are daily sacrificed on the altar of Mammon. The reign of these kings is holding mankind in slavery, perpetuating poverty and disease, maintaining crime and corruption; it is fettering the spirit of liberty, throttling the voice of justice, and degrading and oppressing humanity. It is engaged in continual war and slaughter, devastating the country and destroying the best and finest qualities of man; it nurtures superstition and ignorance, sows prejudice and strife, and turns the human family into a camp of Ishmaelites.

We, therefore, the liberty-loving men and women, realizing the great injustice and brutality of this state of affairs, earnestly and boldly do hereby declare, That each and every individual is and ought to be free to own himself and to enjoy the full fruit of his labor; that man is absolved from all allegiance to the kings of authority and capital; that he has, by the very fact of his being, free access to the land and all means of production, and entire liberty of disposing of the fruits of his efforts; that each and every individual has the unquestionable and unabridgeable right of free and voluntary association with other equally sovereign individuals for economic, political, social, and all other purposes, and that to achieve this end man must emancipate himself from the sacredness of property, the respect for man-made law, the fear of the Church, the cowardice of public opinion, the stupid arrogance of national, racial, religious, and sex superiority, and from the narrow puritanical conception of human life. And for the support of this Declaration, and with a firm reliance on the harmonious blending of man's social and individual tendencies, the lovers of liberty joyfully consecrate their uncompromising devotion, their energy and intelligence, their solidarity and their lives.

This `Declaration' was written at the request of a certain newspaper, which subsequently refused to publish it, though the article was already in composition.

Chording glove prototype pics

  • 4th Jul, 2009 at 1:17 PM
First off, my apologies for the lousy picture quality. We have a really good camera, thanks to [info]foxgrrl, but I am a terrible photographer who cannot hold a camera steady one-handed to save her life. Also, unfortunately there are no macro shots, because either we don't have a suitable lens for it or I don't know how to use our existing lenses properly (the latter is far more likely). But these should get the picture (har!) across.

So, how does this thing work?

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This post brought to you by free software. No, really. Image editing was done on my EeePC running Ubuntu Netbook Remix, using F-Spot and UFRaw for importing and colour correction, and The Gimp for annotation and resizing. And, of course, the SpiffChorder design is itself free-as-in-speech and free-as-in-beer.

La Maison du Nord

  • 2nd Jul, 2009 at 4:03 PM

LUNCH June 25, 2009

Like many Canadians, I find Canadian-Chinese food evocative: chow mein and pineapple chicken are as much a part of my childhood memories as burgers or pizza. Once in a while I really crave the classics of the Canadian-Chinese pantheon but I have to admit that while those plates of General Tao chicken and Singapore noodles can be immensely satisfying, they rarely impress when viewed critically. Although there are exceptions, there is rarely much finesse in this type of cooking. Sweetness and acidity are used with abandon and everything is deep fried and served with some sickeningly sweet bottled sauce.

Arriving in Taipei in 1998 was a huge eye opener for me. Heat, humidity, pollution, crowding and odd smells marked my first evening in the city along with a bowl of beef noodle soup eaten in a  makeshift shanty near my dorm. I didn't expect the food in Taiwan to be like Chinese food at home, but I was surprised that the two seemed to have almost nothing in common. I fell in love with the dumpling (boiled or panfried), with gao bao (a puffy mantou filled with braised pork belly, peanut and coriander), with real Kung Pao chicken (which is nothing like the Canadian dish of the same name) and with Cantonese fried noodles smothered with squid and shrimp. I ate a lot of vegetables I hadn't known existed, my first fish head, my first chicken feet, my first of many things. I discovered that tofu didn't need to taste like a brick of crap (although it could be OK if it smelled that way), that frogs cooked in a claypot are amazing, that all kinds of flowers are edible and that questionable hygiene can go hand in hand with great food.


Midnight

  • 4th Jul, 2009 at 10:09 AM

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The wp-Typogrify plugin has merged with the wp-Hyphenate plugin to become wp-Typography! wp-Typography is now a one-stop-shop for improved WordPress typography. It features the following capabilities (including granular control):

  • Hyphenation
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  • CSS hooks for styling: ampersands (class “amp”), acronyms (class “caps”), numbers (class “numbers”), initial single quotes (class “quo”), and initial double quotes & guillemets (class “dquo”).

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Usability guru Jakob Nielsen opened up a can of worms when he made the case for unmasking passwords in his blog. I chimed in that I agreed. Almost 165 comments on my blog (and several articles, essays, and many other blog posts) later, the consensus is that we were wrong.

I was certainly too glib. Like any security countermeasure, password masking has value. But like any countermeasure, password masking is not a panacea. And the costs of password masking need to be balanced with the benefits.

The cost is accuracy. When users don't get visual feedback from what they're typing, they're more prone to make mistakes. This is especially true with character strings that have non-standard characters and capitalization. This has several ancillary costs:

  • Users get pissed off.
  • Users are more likely to choose easy-to-type passwords, reducing both mistakes and security. Removing password masking will make people more comfortable with complicated passwords: they'll become easier to memorize and easier to use.

The benefits of password masking are more obvious:

  • Security from shoulder surfing. If people can't look over your shoulder and see what you're typing, they're much less likely to be able to steal your password. Yes, they can look at your fingers instead, but that's much harder than looking at the screen. Surveillance cameras are also an issue: it's easier to watch someone's fingers on recorded video, but reading a cleartext password off a screen is trivial.

    In some situations, there is a trust dynamic involved. Do you type your password while your boss is standing over your shoulder watching? How about your spouse or partner? Your parent or child? Your teacher or students? At ATMs, there's a social convention of standing away from someone using the machine, but that convention doesn't apply to computers. You might not trust the person standing next to you enough to let him see your password, but don't feel comfortable telling him to look away. Password masking solves that social awkwardness.

  • Security from screen scraping malware. This is less of an issue; keyboard loggers are more common and unaffected by password masking. And if you have that kind of malware on your computer, you've got all sorts of problems.

  • A security "signal." Password masking alerts users, and I'm thinking users who aren't particularly security savvy, that passwords are a secret.

I believe that shoulder surfing isn't nearly the problem it's made out to be. One, lots of people use their computers in private, with no one looking over their shoulders. Two, personal handheld devices are used very close to the body, making shoulder surfing all that much harder. Three, it's hard to quickly and accurately memorize a random non-alphanumeric string that flashes on the screen for a second or so.

This is not to say that shoulder surfing isn't a threat. It is. And, as many readers pointed out, password masking is one of the reasons it isn't more of a threat. And the threat is greater for those who are not fluent computer users: slow typists and people who are likely to choose bad passwords. But I believe that the risks are overstated.

Password masking is definitely important on public terminals with short PINs. (I'm thinking of ATMs.) The value of the PIN is large, shoulder surfing is more common, and a four-digit PIN is easy to remember in any case.

And lastly, this problem largely disappears on the Internet on your personal computer. Most browsers include the ability to save and then automatically populate password fields, making the usability problem go away at the expense of another security problem (the security of the password becomes the security of the computer). There's a Firefox plugin that gets rid of password masking. And programs like my own Password Safe allow passwords to be cut and pasted into applications, also eliminating the usability problem.

One approach is to make it a configurable option. High-risk banking applications could turn password masking on by default; other applications could turn it off by default. Browsers in public locations could turn it on by default. I like this, but it complicates the user interface.

A reader mentioned BlackBerry's solution, which is to display each character briefly before masking it; that seems like an excellent compromise.

I, for one, would like the option. I cannot type complicated WEP keys into Windows -- twice! what's the deal with that? -- without making mistakes. I cannot type my rarely used and very complicated PGP keys without making a mistake unless I turn off password masking. That's what I was reacting to when I said "I agree."

So was I wrong? Maybe. Okay, probably. Password masking definitely improves security; many readers pointed out that they regularly use their computer in crowded environments, and rely on password masking to protect their passwords. On the other hand, password masking reduces accuracy and makes it less likely that users will choose secure and hard-to-remember passwords, I will concede that the password masking trade-off is more beneficial than I thought in my snap reaction, but also that the answer is not nearly as obvious as we have historically assumed.


The Insecurity of Secrecy

  • 3rd Jul, 2009 at 7:18 AM

Good essay -- "The Staggering Cost of Playing it 'Safe'" -- about the political motivations for terrorist security policy.

Senator Barbara Boxer has led an effort to at least put together a public database of ash storage sites so that people can judge the risk to the areas where they live. However, even this effort has been blocked not by coal companies or utilities, but by the DHS. How could it possibly be a national security interest to cover up the location of material that's "not toxic or anything?" It's not. In fact, even if the ash turns out to be as bad as its worst critics fear, blocking the database is far more dangerous than revealing the location of these sites. Not only has there not been any threat against these sites by terrorists, and no workable scenario by which they might cause a problem, coal slurry impoundments are already failing with regularity, dousing parts of America with millions of gallons of this material. It doesn't take terrorists to make this happen.

Blocking the release of this information doesn't protect the citizens of the United States in any way. It's just another example of the same creeping secrecy that makes cities more difficult to manage because of secrecy over facilities. The same creeping secrecy that "blurs" national monuments from images and puts intentional gaps in public information. The same creeping secrecy that increasingly elevates the most unlikely attack -- the shoe bombers of the world -- above our right to know what's going on around us so that we can make informed decisions. The same secrecy that defends torturers.


Can anyone guess the entry codes for these door locks?

digital lock security keypad

There are 10,000 possible four-digit codes, but you only have to try 24 on these keypads. The first is most likely 1986 or 1968. The second is almost certainly 1234.


The plant caladium steudneriifolium pretends to be ill so mining moths won't eat it.

She believes that the plant essentially fakes being ill, producing variegated leaves that mimic those that have already been damaged by mining moth larvae. That deters the moths from laying any further larvae on the leaves, as the insects assume the previous caterpillars have already eaten most of the leaves' nutrients.

Cabbage aphids arm themselves with chemical bombs:

Its body carries two reactive chemicals that only mix when a predator attacks it. The injured aphid dies. But in the process, the chemicals in its body react and trigger an explosion that delivers lethal amounts of poison to the predator, saving the rest of the colony.

The dark-footed ant spider mimics an ant so that it's not eaten by other spiders, and so it can eat spiders itself:

M.melanotarsa is a jumping spider that protects itself from predators (like other jumping spiders) by resembling an ant. Earlier this month, Ximena Nelson and Robert Jackson showed that they bolster this illusion by living in silken apartment complexes and travelling in groups, mimicking not just the bodies of ants but their social lives too.

Now Nelson and Robert are back with another side to the ant-spider's tale - it also uses its impersonation for attack as well as defence. It also feasts on the eggs and youngsters of the very same spiders that its ant-like form protects it from. It is, essentially, a spider that looks like an ant to avoid being eaten by spiders so that it itself can eat spiders.

My previous post about security stories from the insect world.



Usability guru Jakob Nielsen opened up a can of worms when he made the case for unmasking passwords in his blog. I chimed in that I agreed. Almost 165 comments on my blog (and several articles, essays, and many other blog posts) later, the consensus is that we were wrong.

I was certainly too glib. Like any security countermeasure, password masking has value. But like any countermeasure, password masking is not a panacea. And the costs of password masking need to be balanced with the benefits.

The cost is accuracy. When users don't get visual feedback from what they're typing, they're more prone to make mistakes. This is especially true with character strings that have non-standard characters and capitalization. This has several ancillary costs:

  • Users get pissed off.
  • Users are more likely to choose easy-to-type passwords, reducing both mistakes and security. Removing password masking will make people more comfortable with complicated passwords: they'll become easier to memorize and easier to use.

The benefits of password masking are more obvious:

  • Security from shoulder surfing. If people can't look over your shoulder and see what you're typing, they're much less likely to be able to steal your password. Yes, they can look at your fingers instead, but that's much harder than looking at the screen. Surveillance cameras are also an issue: it's easier to watch someone's fingers on recorded video, but reading a cleartext password off a screen is trivial.

    In some situations, there is a trust dynamic involved. Do you type your password while your boss is standing over your shoulder watching? How about your spouse or partner? Your parent or child? Your teacher or students? At ATMs, there's a social convention of standing away from someone using the machine, but that convention doesn't apply to computers. You might not trust the person standing next to you enough to let him see your password, but don't feel comfortable telling him to look away. Password masking solves that social awkwardness.

  • Security from screen scraping malware. This is less of an issue; keyboard loggers are more common and unaffected by password masking. And if you have that kind of malware on your computer, you've got all sorts of problems.

  • A security "signal." Password masking alerts users, and I'm thinking users who aren't particularly security savvy, that passwords are a secret.

I believe that shoulder surfing isn't nearly the problem it's made out to be. One, lots of people use their computers in private, with no one looking over their shoulders. Two, personal handheld devices are used very close to the body, making shoulder surfing all that much harder. Three, it's hard to quickly and accurately memorize a random non-alphanumeric string that flashes on the screen for a second or so.

This is not to say that shoulder surfing isn't a threat. It is. And, as many readers pointed out, password masking is one of the reasons it isn't more of a threat. And the threat is greater for those who are not fluent computer users: slow typists and people who are likely to choose bad passwords. But I believe that the risks are overstated.

Password masking is definitely important on public terminals with short PINs. (I'm thinking of ATMs.) The value of the PIN is large, shoulder surfing is more common, and a four-digit PIN is easy to remember in any case.

And lastly, this problem largely disappears on the Internet on your personal computer. Most browsers include the ability to save and then automatically populate password fields, making the usability problem go away at the expense of another security problem (the security of the password becomes the security of the computer). There's a Firefox plugin that gets rid of password masking. And programs like my own Password Safe allow passwords to be cut and pasted into applications, also eliminating the usability problem.

One approach is to make it a configurable option. High-risk banking applications could turn password masking on by default; other applications could turn it off by default. Browsers in public locations could turn it on by default. I like this, but it complicates the user interface.

A reader mentioned BlackBerry's solution, which is to display each character briefly before masking it; that seems like an excellent compromise.

I, for one, would like the option. I cannot type complicated WEP keys into Windows -- twice! what's the deal with that? -- without making mistakes. I cannot type my rarely used and very complicated PGP keys without making a mistake unless I turn off password masking. That's what I was reacting to when I said "I agree."

So was I wrong? Maybe. Okay, probably. Password masking definitely improves security; many readers pointed out that they regularly use their computer in crowded environments, and rely on password masking to protect their passwords. On the other hand, password masking reduces accuracy and makes it less likely that users will choose secure and hard-to-remember passwords, I will concede that the password masking trade-off is more beneficial than I thought in my snap reaction, but also that the answer is not nearly as obvious as we have historically assumed.


The Insecurity of Secrecy

  • 3rd Jul, 2009 at 7:18 AM

Good essay -- "The Staggering Cost of Playing it 'Safe'" -- about the political motivations for terrorist security policy.

Senator Barbara Boxer has led an effort to at least put together a public database of ash storage sites so that people can judge the risk to the areas where they live. However, even this effort has been blocked not by coal companies or utilities, but by the DHS. How could it possibly be a national security interest to cover up the location of material that's "not toxic or anything?" It's not. In fact, even if the ash turns out to be as bad as its worst critics fear, blocking the database is far more dangerous than revealing the location of these sites. Not only has there not been any threat against these sites by terrorists, and no workable scenario by which they might cause a problem, coal slurry impoundments are already failing with regularity, dousing parts of America with millions of gallons of this material. It doesn't take terrorists to make this happen.

Blocking the release of this information doesn't protect the citizens of the United States in any way. It's just another example of the same creeping secrecy that makes cities more difficult to manage because of secrecy over facilities. The same creeping secrecy that "blurs" national monuments from images and puts intentional gaps in public information. The same creeping secrecy that increasingly elevates the most unlikely attack -- the shoe bombers of the world -- above our right to know what's going on around us so that we can make informed decisions. The same secrecy that defends torturers.


Can anyone guess the entry codes for these door locks?

digital lock security keypad

There are 10,000 possible four-digit codes, but you only have to try 24 on these keypads. The first is most likely 1986 or 1968. The second is almost certainly 1234.


The plant caladium steudneriifolium pretends to be ill so mining moths won't eat it.

She believes that the plant essentially fakes being ill, producing variegated leaves that mimic those that have already been damaged by mining moth larvae. That deters the moths from laying any further larvae on the leaves, as the insects assume the previous caterpillars have already eaten most of the leaves' nutrients.

Cabbage aphids arm themselves with chemical bombs:

Its body carries two reactive chemicals that only mix when a predator attacks it. The injured aphid dies. But in the process, the chemicals in its body react and trigger an explosion that delivers lethal amounts of poison to the predator, saving the rest of the colony.

The dark-footed ant spider mimics an ant so that it's not eaten by other spiders, and so it can eat spiders itself:

M.melanotarsa is a jumping spider that protects itself from predators (like other jumping spiders) by resembling an ant. Earlier this month, Ximena Nelson and Robert Jackson showed that they bolster this illusion by living in silken apartment complexes and travelling in groups, mimicking not just the bodies of ants but their social lives too.

Now Nelson and Robert are back with another side to the ant-spider's tale - it also uses its impersonation for attack as well as defence. It also feasts on the eggs and youngsters of the very same spiders that its ant-like form protects it from. It is, essentially, a spider that looks like an ant to avoid being eaten by spiders so that it itself can eat spiders.

My previous post about security stories from the insect world.


fail-owned-book-my-horse-failLike most things on the Internet, there’s a good side and a dark side to where the media business is headed.

The good side is very good: thousands of layers of mostly needless middlemen and processes are being eliminated as journalists get a direct channel to their readers. And, because it’s a two way medium, readers get that channel right back. And in the cases where the subject of an article has been wronged, the Web gives them powerful megaphones to fight back. In short, the more everyone has a voice, the more reporters are challenged to make sure they are right, because they will be called out.

Look at what happened with the plagiarism scandal around Chris Anderson’s new book. Anderson says it was a mistake around a change in how they were going to use citations, and I take him at his word. But it’s safe to say any author who’d considered borrowing heavily from Wikipedia won’t now. We like to think that we act virtuously because of personal or professional pride, but nothing enforces those ethics like the real possibility of getting caught and hugely embarrassed.

But the bad side is also very bad. The elimination of those layers – typically fact checkers, editors, lawyers and just time to make sure a work is fully baked—also allows mistakes, lazy reporting, a dependence on rumors, and hot-headed, unfair treatment to subjects. Worse: The metrics around the Web make it crystal clear which kinds of stories drive the most traffic. That leads to salacious reporting for the sake of clicks and comments.

It’s easy to point the finger at blogs, especially by certain members of old media losing money quarter-after-quarter. (Cough, cough.) But this is not just a technology change as most corners of media are fighting for survival, it’s become a cultural change. And this week, I’ve been struck by two non-blog examples that reflect the tension.

Right about now most people reading this probably have guessed the example of salacious reporting and unfair treatment I’m driving at is Ben Mezrich’s new book on Facebook. I’ll say upfront I haven’t read it. Galleys have been very closely guarded. Once I do read it, if everything everyone who has read it has told me is wrong, I’ll apologize for what I’m about to say. But, on a professional level, I find the ethics behind this project disgusting.

It’s essentially a book based on talking to one source who had a falling out with the company just as it was moving to California and becoming more than a dorm room project. That’s like someone writing a book about you based solely on what your old college ex-girlfriend or ex-boyfriend said.

Mezrich has been clear to say he’s never met or talked to Mark Zuckerberg in the intro and in interviews, but that doesn’t stop him from drawing potentially damaging conclusions about his character and selling it as a non-fiction book that’s getting made into a movie that people will take as fact.

In contrast, I spent years and hundreds of hours interviewing and following the subjects of my last book, which as most people know, included Zuckerberg amid other Web 2.0 figures. And I’m about one-third of the way through research for my next book, which includes spending 40 weeks in other countries following entrepreneurs. It’d be a lot easier to write a narrative without that whole burden of actual reporting. If I could sit in Silicon Valley and make up what I think entrepreneurs in Africa are like, that’d sure help out on my bank account, my health and my neglected personal relationships.

To be clear, I have no doubt Mezrich’s book will sell better than mine and make a juicier movie. But I wouldn’t swap the karma points. I don’t know how you call yourself a non-fiction writer and publish a book about a living person that’s based on you “imagining” what they are like. And let me tell you, having first interviewed him when he was 19 and spent countless hours with him since, the idea that Zuckerberg is some kind of sexed-up lethario is laughable fiction.

Why didn’t Mezrich write a novel or a different non-fiction book that he actually knew something about? It just seems like a cheap way to get a film deal and sales since the “imagined” subject is also leading the hottest private tech company in the world right now. (Indeed, the film rights were reportedly sold before the book was written.)

Even Mezrich’s publicist admits as much, according to a New York Times Blog post where he said, “The book isn’t reportage. It’s big juicy fun.” I’m guessing it’s not fun for the people trying to build a company who Mezrich essentially calls womanizers, drug addicts and backstabbers. Probably not fun for their families, employees and investors either. If this is where media is going on a book level, magazine level or blog level—I want out.

Contrast that to what’s playing out with another hot non-fiction book that was also optioned for a film: Moneyball. Some people accuse Michael Lewis of taking some liberties with facts here or there, but I’ve never met one of his subjects who felt he was treated unfairly, including the subject of Moneyball, Billy Beane. Like his style or not, Lewis did his job: He invested countless hours reporting and wrote a book that told a dramatic story that also happened to be true.

Recently, that book was also being made into a movie, to star Brad Pitt and be directed by Steven Soderbergh. The plug unexpectedly got pulled. It seemed Soderbergh reworked the script to be less a feature film version of things and more a real-life reenactment with some of the actual people playing themselves. Quippy anecdotes and funny lines were cut because they weren’t actually said in real life.

I’ve not been a huge fan of some of Soderbergh’s more experimental work, and I don’t know if his treatment would have made a better movie. But imagine: The people who are allowed to take the most liberties with a “true story”—the filmmakers—hewing more to the truth than an author who ostensibly gets paid to write the truth.

The media world is upside down these days, and I hope when all the volatility is done we wind up on the Soderbergh side of things.

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It's not often that Internet companies last 10 years, but Moonfruit in the UK has proved pretty resilient. It survived the dotcom boom the first time round, launching with VC-backing, growing to 65 staff and cutting back to two staff in the space of a couple of years. It's a wonder why they didn't exit in the most recent boom, but here they are still, plugging away. And their resilience is proving to be an asset as their 10-years old web site building business comes back into fashion, even as more recent competitors like Weebly, Yola, MyDragnDrop and Webnode, and many others, try to capture the market for people who want to build simple web sites. So what's the best way to re-invigorate an internet brand after 10 long years? Get trending on Twitter, that's how. So Moonfruit has been giving away 10 Macbooks for every year of their operation, beginning this week. The result is that it has become the top trending term on Twitter three days in a row, as all people need to do is add the hashtag #moonfruit to their tweet. An algorithm is randomly choosing a winner. There are five days left. By the second day this week it had reached 2.5% of all twitter traffic. But could the stunt backfire as fast as it worked?



Late meme

  • 4th Jul, 2009 at 3:44 AM
The Rules:

1. Reply to this post and I'll assign you a letter. (If you want a letter, just say so.)
2. List (and upload/link) 5 (or more if you want) songs that begin with that letter.
3. Post them to your journal with these instructions.


[info]keelieinblack gave me an N, two weeks ago.

Ciara )

DJ Rolando and The Aztec Mystic )

Laura Marling )

Martha Wainwright )

Too tired, next batch tomorrow. XD;


Music repost

  • 4th Jul, 2009 at 2:38 AM
It's been one month exactly!

Blur )

AyuMix )

Crystal Kay )

"The joy of literary interpretation is not to evaluate what the book is intentionally saying, it is mostly rare to find real controversy on first reading.

Instead, the joy of interpretation is, while carrying such schools as feminism or socialism or deconstructionism or even just a desire to be ornery, to take a book and show how given an arbitrary shoehorned foundation one can demonstrate new messages and moralities from the source material. By shifting the frameworks under which the book is understood (from the creators' time or belief structure or even intention) and by shifting the frameworks on which the book is to be recieved (the ever-assumed universality of the present over all previous history) we can produce an infinitude of new messages and moral essays.

In essence, the art of literary criticism is akin to the art of remixing a book. One has to both perform a completely divorced undertaking while still holding enough of the source's consistency that we find joy in the original's remaining degree of integrity."

Oh Man I love the Mars Volta

  • 4th Jul, 2009 at 1:47 AM
Went to One Eyed Jacks in Kitchener.

Man it's been a while since I've listened to good DJ music. One of them was doing mostly drum and bass but threw in all these little Squarepusher quirks that drove me wild. Magda appreciated it, I invited her along, but she found it hard to dance to.

It was the sound of sound layers having sex. There was rhythm, but it waxed and waned. The song was left to simmer and breathe and boil. It shifted, restless, endlessly formative. It opened sometimes to Goldie-soul, it would then clam up.into walls of Ragga. But never too tightly.

There were some complaints, but I think they are mostly addressed by the DJs just playing around at this point, I think they were more interested in having fun than having a tight set. Seeing how tight they could be, I figure they knew what they were doing.

I had forgotten how much I seriously was not that into Happy Hardcore, thanks to the company I keep I've stopped minding it due to exposure. But yeah, D&B when done well is still my preferred my thing.

Actually Squarepusher and Kid606 and Autechre are that which come on my selector. But whatever, hearing that DJ work it I started to see the links between D&B and IDM and Glitch and how they could have grown from each other.

Oh and French House, and dirty techno, and microhouse, and a bunch of other dance musics really.


Dogg I'm always so afraid to play a Mars Volta album in case I actually notice that it's a bunch of esothetic crap but then I wind up really grooving and paying their entire discography until I puke. They just such a band to lie relaxed back and be cradled between their rhythms, to fall asleep along their tidal patterns and feel the wind gently rustle through their asymmetric turns.

I'm still adjusting to being at the Rectory again. And the whole awkwardness of being PGY-4.5. Awkward.

The surgical assist, a foreign-trained surgeon, stopped me in the hall after we did a mastectomy. Congratulated me, said I'd really come a long way, and had good skills. That was speechlessly nice.

Tonight, we stopped by a 4H fundraiser tack consignment sale. Nothing much caught our eye, we took a gamble on a headstall hoping it would fit Tucson (it doesn't) and a set of split reins, good heavy 2-ply ones. We've got some stuff in the sale, and I didn't see it all there, so maybe some already sold? Here's hoping. We also posted some horse show posters there. Rumour has it we've got even more sponsors (the guy who owns Faran's sire), and starting to hear rumour of people planning to enter. I'll be happy when we start to have tangible numbers.

Rode my Fair Mare tonight. Stayed inside due to bugs. She was excellent. We've been working on rather simple patterns in the arena, and it's starting to feel like we're balancing through them better. I am, she is, it's a good combo. Some of our circles were even roundish in shape. :P Never mind. We did have some smooth loops up the long sides. And she was sweet all through. We cantered -- just a little -- a half-arena both ways. That was all I needed from her tonight. We stayed nicely balanced around the corners. Better and better. The saddle is a help. Big help. Overall, very satisfying, and hopefully that's enough joy to last me all weekend (because I'll be on call... boo.)

While I rode her, and Anton after that, the Boy prettied up River for a little last-minute horse show he found for tomorrow. Due to being on call, I can't go. Maybe next time. I told him that next time, I'll take Tucson and we'll challenge River for our zone's high points in speed. :P (River's possibly leading our zone, simply because she's the only one.)

After my ride with Faran, I took her outside for no reason at all.

Then I couldn't help taking pictures of her with the Blackberry.



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