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What’s she thinking?

william — Thu, 20 May 2010 12:43:54 +0000

Rina and Nina went to a party
They were dressed as arty and farty.
Everyone danced and had a great time
And Nina and Rina’s names always rhyme!

Summer is coming and a beach is nearby
Maybe we’ll dance with sand and the sky?
Stay -up -late DJs would spin until light
And keep Rina and Nina bouncing all night.

Don’t give these girls coffee
If ever y’all meet.
It’s practical advice
They’d just never sleep!

Park_Güell

william — Sat, 15 May 2010 13:07:17 +0000

Picture #258 from this video.

Time Delay

william — Sun, 09 May 2010 22:30:06 +0000

I do apologize profusely for not being able to set down any interesting text. I have started two rather large side projects (one is very secret, the other is GUADEC) that are or will soon be a lot of work. But I like it, it means I have no excuse to be bored. Also, this past week it was my birthday! Needless to say, there were festivities (plural) involving cakes (also plural). The above photograph was a casualty: a guest with a lazy elbow in our kitchen at a house party. Broken ceramics, self-constructing archaeology.

Olde cameras

william — Mon, 19 Apr 2010 13:44:31 +0000

In a world of input devices, move away from ‘perfect input’. If what goes into the computer/internet cloud is blurry/imperfect, while the device is operating as intended, what then?

The photo was taken on an eight year old digital camera. Could it be a modern equivalent of using glass-film cameras? Maybe in a few years..

Music for traverso and baroque violen, 2010.

Good looking: People on bikes

william — Wed, 24 Mar 2010 20:09:28 +0000

digital slr

william — Mon, 18 Jan 2010 22:54:37 +0000

This was easier than I thought it'd be.

afternoon at the beach

william — Thu, 05 Nov 2009 11:51:42 +0000

Halloween morning, single, on the train

william — Sat, 31 Oct 2009 16:34:28 +0000

It must have been something I ate. I tried to stir-fry last night but I was distracted and ruined the whole thing. The rice ended up too oily and the meat overcooked. Then as I slept I had strange dreams of working at the office and my alarm clock. I don’t know whether to write jokes or tragedy.

My girlfriend broke up with me. Fortunately I’ve found myself not heart-broken, yet still troubled. There are many things that I began to think about: How will I spend my free evenings? How will this affect our friends? Is it too late to ask for my toothbrush back?

I’m writing this from the train. This morning I’m off to see a someone and I have a writing job in my bag! So hopefully it’s a taste of things to come. Holland in misty green and blue zipping past the window, train station sushi for breakfast. Given my stomach condition this morning, though, the spicey wasabi is probably not a bright idea.