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31Aug/070

Shadow puppetry

This is lovely:

I'm sure it's far harder than it looks.

30Aug/070

Sheep Poo Paper

I just received a card made from sheep poo.

On the back it says "sheep droppings are sterilised and washed, then turned into paper". If, like me, you're wondering the washing and sterilising doesn't result in a lack of poo, it's because "a sheep only digests 50% of everything it eats. The rest is useable fibre." So now I know that.

Made my day. Thanks Tamsin :-)

29Aug/070

iTunes TV launches in the UK

iTunes launched their UK TV service today. I think it's the first UK retailer to sell season 3 of Lost, which at £33 is roughly the same price as the DVD box set. Otherwise, individual episodes are £1.89, which isn't an unreasonable price. Lost, Desperate Housewives, Grey's Anatomy and South Park1 are probably the most interesting of the 28 US shows. Damn. I was happy to pick up the odd not-available-in-the-UK show via bittorrent before this; now I'll feel guilty if it's available legally. There's nothing from UK tv yet, but I'm sure it's just a matter of time.

I haven't tried it out yet - I don't have a video iPod, and there's nothing I'm itching to see - but it's a popular service in the US and I'm sure it'll come in useful. News articles have compared it to the 'catch-up' offerings from the BBC and ITV, but it's actually quite different. I can keep these shows for as long as I want2 - the 'catch-up' services only let you watch for a week /month after transmission. The commercial channels will surely have to implement something like this; 'catch-up' just doesn't cut it - I'm happy to pay for something without adverts that I can watch whenever I like and keep forever, and it seems like it should be profitable, depending on bandwidth costs. Not sure what the BBC will do, though...

  1. 22min episodes of which cost the same as 45min episodes of other shows; worth it for the Scientology episode, though. []
  2. admittedly if iTunes folds the DRM would ensure I couldn't watch them any more, but that's at least not the point []
29Aug/070

National Waterways Festival 2007

Yesterday Abi and I headed over to St. Ives (the easterly one), where the National Waterways Festival was taking place. Dad's in charge, and I don't think he'd deny this year's event has been more stressful than most.

Over 300 narrowboats attend, and two months ago a train derailment closed the main canal route into the area. The shipment spilled into the water, which was bad enough, but the bridge involved was damaged enough to be structurally unsound. Initial estimates said it wouldn't re-open until early September. Then, a month ago, everything flooded. Canals and rivers were impassable, and, worst of all, the festival site itself was under 0.7m of water. Not long after, a waterlogged bank threatened to slip and block a secondary route.

Thankfully. things worked out: the bridge ended up being completely demolished, meaning canal traffic could resume. The landslip didn't happen / was easily sorted (not sure of the details here) and the festival site drained enough for setup to begin. Rain last week meant it was extremely muddy, and although this dried out over the weekend, there were still some bad patches:

Muddy areas on the festival site

Happily, after a wet Friday the weather was excellent for the rest of the three-day-weekend, and visitor numbers were high. Given the summer so far, this was a great relief.

Relaxing at the end of the festival

Much of the festival consists of trade stands, but there's a good amount of general crafty business too. Jewellery, ornaments, suspiciously bizarre shoes and general chocolate snackery abounded, and, shortly after raiding the second-hand book stall, I saw this:

The Complete Encyclopedia of Chickens

Do not mock. Wikipedia cannot be trusted when it comes to chickens, so this is a worthy investment.

It's been remarked that I complain about the small things, and make them seem larger than they are relative to the entire event. Which is true. On the whole, the festival is a good thing. Nevertheless, I have issues with some of the stalls. I could just about be persuaded that alternative medicine stalls should be allowed, providing they don't make claims about curing cancer / things that matter, but those that simultaneously promote their own 'set up your own business' pyramid schemes are just evil. Still, it could be worse.

The festival site was directly next to St. Ives, which made a change from the usual field-in-the-middle-of-nowhere, and it was pleasant to wander around town in the afternoon sun. I couldn't help noticing that most of the shops were closed, though. On a sunny bank holiday, with a huge festival 100m away. Can't help wondering whether they're the same people who complain about chain stores taking over...There was a large market, though, and the town itself was very pretty.

Fun times, and definitely worth the 100min drive there and back.

26Aug/070

Figuring out a new flashgun

I was a bit extravagant on Friday. After much umming and aahing, I treated myself to a new flashgun, and have been playing with it ever since. I have a whole list of justifications for this purchase, which I could only just afford, but nevertheless feel a little guilty about it. Things are still a little up in the air part-time-job-wise, but I'm hoping to have that sorted soon.

Obviously I'm going to experiment and learn how to use it well, but after such an expense I think it's doubly a duty to know it inside out. I'm keen to get an understanding of its Manual mode, but as it can interface with the camera's exposure system I'd obviously like to figure that out too - fast-moving events and I'm not going to have time to manually set the power and zoom level. I know what the camera and flash can theoretically do together, but needed specifics.

Unfortunately, the instruction manual is dreadful. It tells me what all the buttons do, but has little information on how the flash deals with the various priority modes on the camera. It's basic message is: "we'll handle all the exposure stuff, don't worry about it". Which is no good. It continually refers to 'foreground' and 'background' without giving any indication of how the camera decides which is which. 'Fill-in flash' is mentioned as a possibility (and one of the features I most want to use), but how do I ensure the camera is in this mode? What happens when the camera is in aperture priority? This made me realise that I never really understood the small built-in flash as well as I should have, which in turn made me even more determined to make proper use of one that can bounce / swivel / zoom etc.. In search of help, I googled for a site I vaguely remembered.

The Photonotes.org three-part Canon EOS Flash guide turned out to be fantastic. It's a comprehensive explanation of the various exposure systems, and has answered my every question. For example, the 'foreground' is the area around the active focus point, and the background everything else. Perfect.

The only remaining thing is to get it off the camera as I want to work through the Strobist lighting course, which requires an off-camera flash. I'd assumed a hotshoe extension cable would be cheap and easy to find, but I should have researched that more. Options are:

  • Jane and MegCable - Canon's TTL sync cord. Means I can still use the camera's exposure system. But £45. For a 60cm cable. So: rubbish.
  • Cable - Jessops TTL sync cord. Again I can still get easy exposures. £35, and 1.2m long. Maybe.
  • Cable - make your own PC connection. No exposure data so I'd have to do everything on manual, but that'd be good fun. I'd need two hotshoe adapters at £10 each but could then use any length PC cable I want. 5m would do it. Probably come to about £30. Definite possibility.
  • Wireless - Canon's wireless-TTL setup. Transfers exposure data. Needs a £90 trigger and, I think, line of sight. Can't justify that.
  • Wireless - "Pocket Wizards" - beloved of professional photographers, radio rather than optical, apparently 100% reliable, and £300. No exposure data. No chance.
  • Wireless - eBay radio triggers memorably described as 'modified garage door openers'. Not completely reliable, but the new 'V2's are apparently Not Bad. No exposure data. But about £20. Possible.

I think I'll go with the make-your-own connection. I'd want a good few metres, and there's no way to do that including exposure data, which I can easily live without. The eBay triggers I may upgrade to at some point, once I've got some understanding of how off-camera flash works.

As it happened, some extra work unexpectedly turned up and took the edge off the expense. Still going to work hard, though. On the right is one of the first shots I took, of (my sister) Jane, (not actually being tortured) Meg and (due in 4 weeks but apparently already in position) vaguely-baby Guybrush/Bellatrix.

26Aug/070

Kick-ass entertainment

Via Pootergeek, Stephen King on visceral enjoyment:

It's easy — maybe too easy — to get caught up in serious discussions of good and bad, or to grade entertainment the way teachers grade school papers (as EW does, in case you missed it). Those discussions have their place, even though we know in our hearts that all such judgments — even of the humble art produced by the pop culture — are purely subjective. And as a veteran grade-grind in my youth, I have no problem with awarding A's, B's, and the occasional F to movies, books, and CDs (which is not to say I don't also have reservations about such drive-by critiques). But artsy/intellectual discussions have little to do with how I felt when I saw Rob Zombie's The Devil's Rejects. This movie made virtually no one's top 10 list except mine, but I'll never forget some exuberant (and possibly drunk) moviegoer in the front row shouting: ''This movie KICKS ASS!'' I felt the same way. Because it did.

and:

I'm not talking about guilty pleasures here. Guilty pleasures aren't even overrated; the idea is meaningless, an elitist concept invented by smarmy intellectuals with nothing better to do. I'm talking about the pure happiness that strikes like a lightning bolt out of George Strait's blue clear sky (another sacred occasion of joy for me).

It may not come as a complete surprise to hear I agree entirely :-)

'This kicks ass' is a surprisingly apt way of describing the moment the ideal song starts playing on the radio, or I realise from an expression alone that a plot is going to abruptly shift, and I never saw it coming. It's like he says: a feeling of pure happiness. For my brain chemistry, Heroes has it. Byron. The West Wing. 'Blue Picadilly' by The Feeling. Neal Stephenson. George Lange's photographs. Serenity. 'Addicted to Love' by Robert Palmer. Carl Sagan. Scrubs. Not that I'm a romantic or anything.

But there can be no more subjective a reaction, and I suppose that's why critics ignore it - you can't say whether any individual is going to react in such a way1 so it becomes irrelevant to a broad discussion. But as a result I think this kind of emotional response gets looked down upon, as if it's somehow less worthy than an intellectual examination. Which isn't to say that such discussions mean nothing, although I agree with SK that it's all subjective in the end, just that they have no business suggesting such feelings of happiness are something to feel proud of/guilty about.

  1. it's vaguely-related that Stumbling on Happiness apparently claims research results showing that others, no matter how much they differ from you, are far more effective at judging whether something will make you happy. I must read that book []
25Aug/071

M6 morning

I'd agreed to drive to Liverpool this morning, on an errand to pick up some hard-to-find tiles for a friend. Driving distances doesn't bother me much - I just plug in Hettie the TomTom, stick on some podcasts and I'm away. Usually.

I was up at 0645, and in the car half an hour later. I haven't replaced Hettie's stolen holder yet, so I had a wodge of blu-tak to hold her down. Once attached to the dashboard she wouldn't boot up. I figured I must have left the power on - satnavs by their nature don't have auto power-offs - so I reached for the charger, couldn't find it, and realised after five seconds that it was probably stolen too. Don't know why it took me so long to realise. Hmmm. Problem.

Contrary to popular opinion, satnav users are perfectly capable of navigating by other means. My map-reading skills have always been ok - it's remembering the instructions while driving that I struggle with. I can remember maybe three steps, but place / road names simply fall out of my head after that. Thankfully, hurried consultation with the ever-so-clever Google Maps (you can drag the planned route around, and it'll re-calculate timings!) revealed the entire drive to Liverpool consisted of "M6 J21a. M62 to end. Right, second major left, look for shop." So for the first time in three years I drove somewhere without a little voice telling me the way. Admittedly I lost confidence on the second major left and pulled over to check. But still, I'm chuffed that I managed it without getting lost at all.

I arrived home around 1400, which wasn't too bad. By this afternoon I'd forgotten that I even went...By this afternoon I'd forgotten that I'd been...I'd forgotten, by this afternoon, that... I apparently can't do tenses/elegance tonight.

24Aug/073

The end of literature

Earlier this week we learnt that blue eyes are the sole indicator of intelligence. Enough of that frivolity. There's much more serious news in Tuesday's telegraph. I have deleted the appropriate word for sarcastic effect:

But another, sadder thought occurs to me. This attack on basic liberty, which was allowed through without any significant protest, might mark the end not merely of [removed], but of literature.

Oh crap. What have we missed? Did the government ban adverbs? No, literature could survive, melancholily, without adverbs. Verbs, then? Punctuation marks? Serifs? Line breaks?

The true answer is, of course, smoking. The ban on smoking in public places might mark the end of literature.

Well, that's certainly a bold claim. Let us examine the evidence behind it:

I have been racking my brains to find a single non-smoker among the great English poets or novelists of the 17th, 18th, 19th or 20th centuries. Possibly, Keats had to lay off the pipe tobacco a bit after he developed tuberculosis.

Don't think Jane Austen smoked. Not sure Ian McEwan does. Just saying. Otherwise, convincing case. The standard of newspaper columns has certainly already fallen.

23Aug/071

Two bumper stickers that made me laugh

Witches Parking Do not meddle in the affairs of dragons

I'd take the one on the left for my car. I'd probably have to add the apostrophe, though.

23Aug/072

100 books sold on Amazon

On July 1st Abi and I started selling second-hand books via Amazon Marketplace. Is fun. Abi handles the grading and classification, while I deal with the distribution.

Today we sold our 100th book! Yays!

I used to work in a record label's distribution office, and figured setting up my own system would be entertaining. The initial setup and teething problems were hard work for a few weeks, as was finding room for all the books in my small flat, but it now only takes half an hour to process the day's sales and head down to the local postbox. Abi has all the really hard work, which I feel a little guilty about.

It started because Abi had a large collection of old books she wanted to clear out. We picked up other stock from various friends, house clearances and local wholesalers. Our aim is to reach 1000 books online, both because it's an arbitrarily good number and it's about the limit of space in my flat. We're at ~400 atm, and hoping to top 1000 before Christmas.

There are hundreds, if not thousands, of booksellers on Amazon, and as with any online store reputation is key. Approx. 30% of people leave feedback, and I think our numbers are just now getting high enough to look trustworthy. I've tried a couple of methods to make us more visible. Most sellers post second-class in 3-4 days, but my theory is that people are always impatient to receive goods - I usually am - so we've advertised each book as aiming to be posted within 24h in the week, and always first-class. We'd make more money posting second-class, but hopefully this gives us a slight edge.

There are, incidentally, no temporal sales patterns. A few weeks ago we sold eight on the Monday, and nothing else until Thursday. The only trend I'd suggest is that we sell more in the evening, but I wouldn't swear to it. Genre-wise, the 3-for-2 style paperbacks are without doubt the first to sell, but otherwise it's fairly random.

We use Google Docs and Spreadsheets so we can both work on the data simultaneously, and I've been very impressed with the depth of the software. For example, I was quickly able to set up a system where Abi enters the weight of a book and it automatically calculates the likely postage cost1 so she can set an appropriate total price (Amazon pay you a fixed amount of postage per book, regardless of weight). I'm not much of an Excel guru and am sure this is very easy offline, but I was still chuffed to find it's possible with GS. It's much less daunting than Excel, too. Once I learnt the tricks - e.g., always right-click and 'copy' rather than CTRL-C, as the former uses clever coding that preserves cell formatting - it's handled almost everything I've needed. Given that Gmail controls our email too, I feel genuinely bad that Google are getting nothing out of it. I'd happily pay a monthly subscription.

Initial expenses were enough that we haven't quite recouped them yet. We have a big red number that's slowly increasing towards profit...That'll be a good day too :-)

  1. via a lookup table rather than any clever Royal Mail web services []