23
Sep 20

Hey wait a minute

More and more of these signs are popping up around here. Which, I suppose, makes sense as the big date grows closer. Yard signs are all about name recognition so, obviously, people running this would want you to have them top-of-mind.

And, yet …

That seems like that might not be legal.

Have some television. These were shows the news team produced last night. There’s a nice little feature interview in this one:

Breaking news, weather and sports … really, if we had traffic and could do some side-by-side banter it’d be a complete show.

The news team has two episodes under their belts, now, and things are going pretty well. I look forward to seeing how they challenge themselves now that they’re back in their groove.


22
Sep 20

‘Technically perfect’

Here are a few more Saturday photos, because Saturday was technically perfect. Also, because they are memories and good photos and sometimes bad photos and sometimes those bad photos are the best memories. The best memories for me, anyway, he told himself, because that little blur is evocative of how memories can get sometime.

Not that Saturday is blurry, but one day it will be. Well, not last Saturday, because it was wonderful and unique and technically perfect. But, in general, some memories turn out a bit like this around the edges:

Cell phones are useful like that. They fit in my jersey pocket and you can take a picture riding down the road with the flick of a finger and the squeeze of a thumb, all while you carefully watch the area in front of you. But they don’t give you the best picture all of the time. I can’t imagine, of course, doing all the things required to get that picture — blurry or clear! — with a DSLR. So it’s useful, much like a bokeh lens. Inferior quality glass became art after it moved from Eastern Europe to the west.

I have a bokeh lens. I should break that out soon. So watch for those.

They teach you, in photography class, about how lines are good. They direct the eye. They mark action and movement. And, of course, I like repetition in photos. (I don’t know if anyone else has noticed that, but I picked up on it some years ago. I’m bemused that I only really see it in the finished photos, but I’m not nearly so aware of my tastes for that when I’m composing the picture.)

So, anyway, here are some lines in a photo, directing the eye, implying movement, in this case, we’re going deeper into the photo. In my case, I was, on my bicycle.

I took a selfie. Because they’ll also tell you, in photography class, that things like signs are boring. But if there’s some activity, some person or people, that helps.

If it’s a tunnel, it’s photographically perfect. OK, it’s not photographically perfect. I wasn’t thinking about the Fibonacci spiral, which you might also learn about in a photography class, when I took that picture. So there’s that. Without thinking about it, I technically filled the negative space, which is technically imperfect. Which is, technically, perfect.


21
Sep 20

We changed it up this weekend

We loaded our bikes up on the car and drove to Indy and rode the Monon Trail. This is one of those former-railroad-routes-turned-paved recreational path. It was a get-out-of-the-house move. It was also a ride-somewhere-else move. And a go-slow move. It was, perhaps most importantly, an enjoy-a-lovely-day-out move.

Here’s part of the trail, way on the north side of town:

And after we turned around at the far end and were riding back toward the car, I decided to shoot some slow-motion videos. You see it in sports all the time, let’s see if I could pull one off myself:

That’s not bad for 19 or 20 miles per hour. Let’s try one more, just to see how much of a fluke the first one was.

It was a nice change.


18
Sep 20

We made it through Friday!

It’ll get worse before it gets better.

It’s easier to do that if you think of all of this as a public relations crisis rather, you know, a global health crisis, one which we might just be failing at most miserably.

Here’s something more cheery, though. Hope this guy gets to play in front of his dad all season.

Funny shows are funny. IUSTV’s Not Too Late has a new look and a new host. Here’s the first episode. It grabbed me straight away. I’m curious to see where they go with it from here:

The NBA playoffs are a sport where people throw a ball through a horizontally oriented hoop for points and fame. Learn more on the sports talk show, The Toss Up.

And Big Ten football is now officially coming back. The anchor is a guy I had in a freshman class a few years back.

I convinced a handful of his classmates into trying IUSTV, and they’re all still there. It’s pretty great.


17
Sep 20

Making it through the week

Look, this is after work, before dinner and before a mountain stage of the Tour de France. Even on the DVR, skipping the commercials, I still have several hours of watching the best riders in the world move their feet in tiny circles. And it starts at …

The Tour is usually in July. That it’s happening at all this year is pretty incredible. And the race has been entertaining, with potential for a great finish. But right about here, as we’re beginning Stage 18, you feel like you’re in the race, too. They’re doing the riding, but this is an endurance event for everyone. And, when it runs in the summer, I at least have a regular work schedule. But the split days of the fall … it’s an endurance event all its own.

Life, as they say, is tough.

Not really, but I could do for some more sleep. They ride onto the Champs-Élysées this weekend.

So trying to get everything in leaves me feeling a little ragged just now, but, most importantly, it’s worth it to see the TV folks do their thing:

Here’s some of the Tuesday programming:

They’re just a week in, finding their sea legs, and things are already moving efficiently.

It’s going to be a great year in the studio.

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