• Spent Montauk Weekend
    Returned to New York and war
    Sunscreen please protect

  • If I’m drinking a big ol’ strong cup of coffee at 4PM on a Friday, you know it’s been a bad week.

    (P.S. – I’m drinking a big ol’ cup of coffee.)

  • The somber mood on the train this morning reflects the mood here in New York. I rode the F train and no one was smiling. No one, except the young couple delighting in how lucky they were, seemingly oblivious of (or in defiance of) the war.

    People were now holding newspapers, where novels had been. Others stared at the speckled floor paneling of the F train contemplating quietly to themselves. Occasionally looking up to escape their thoughts in a foot pain ad.

    Hey, I can live with foot pain
    But why should I?

    It all seemed surreal. As if the commute I had known was now being played by actors who, as well as they might, couldn’t capture the essence of my daily commute. The world looks the same, but is changed way down at the core.

    Much like my daily commute on the F train into 14th street station every morning, I feel like the passenger in the huge machine which is my government. _Our government._ I have no control over the train, I have no control over my government, but I don’t know how to get off this particular train. The conductor is not listening to his passengers and is blowing past the stops we are asking him stop at. Our conductor has locked his door and is driving the train as he likes, -because he feels it is his.-

    I sat and wondered to myself if I am documenting a life I may never see again. A life I might never be able to see again. Every photograph I have taken recently, feels like it will be important somehow. That the wind of change has begun to blow and, unfortunately, I may not be on the side it is blowing from.

    I hope I’m wrong.

    Subway floor

  • Not that I’m all for _buttons that represent people’s views on politics or current events,_ but when you see something that strikes your fancy…

    Premtive WAR is terrorism

    “Milton Glaser’s”:http://www.miltonglaser.com/ addition to “Another Poster for Peace”:http://www.anotherposterforpeace.com/

    bq. NOTE: It looks like _Another Poster for Peace’s_ website has fallen prey to over-popularity. They are closed down for now, due to bandwidth issues, but will hopefully be back soon.

  • After seeing what “Dooce”:http://www.dooce.com/ has done with her website (which is strangely reminiscent to “Button Monkey’s”:http://www.buttonmonkey.com/mindset/ design) I have decided on a spring cleaning and GUI(Graphic User Interface) overhaul. You know, to freshen things up a bit.

    I have been toying with the idea of a photo log for a while now, but am resistant to create a whole new weblog to include my photos. I kind of like the way my entries contain photographs and interact with them to further expand ideas in my text. Take for instance a fantastic weblog “More Than Donuts”:http://www.morethandonuts.blogspot.com/, she has a fantastic “photo log”:http://fotolog.net:8080/kdunk/ that is separate, and in my opinion very much isolated, from her main blog. I would like to create an almost seamless dialog between image and text.

    *Fingers crossed.*

    I was glad to see “Dooce”:http://www.dooce.com/ brought back her _thinking, feeling, listening to, reading_ sections that disappeared after her last redesign. After I saw it on the new site it finally dawned on my how, in fact, she did it and I realized _hand smacking forehead_ that it wasn’t as hard as I had thought. It would also mean that I could have a photo log as part of my main weblog and, while the two wouldn’t necessarily be linked, could live together in peace and harmony.

    Which is when I thought that providing tutorials on web related technology for non technical people would be a cool addition as well. Much like “Moonpost’s A Photolog in Five Easy Steps”:http://www.moonpost.com/jeremy/photolog5steps.html or even “Kottke’s”:http://www.kottke.org/ website.

    Basically, since I am going about the business of redesigning the whole blasted site, is there anything I can get you while I’m there?

    Stained glass in Prospect Park