5 More things
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fbhjrThere’s that 5 thing meme thing going around where if you leave a comment asking for subjects, I give you 5 things about which you will write.
These are the ones![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ravena_kade gave me…
Photography:
I have always liked taking photos. Back in the 70’s I had one of those old Kodak instant cameras that was about the size of loaf of bread. I took as many pictures as I could, but I could only afford 5 a week, and that was if I spent all my money on film. (And, it ate batteries too. Strange ones that were hard to find.)
So, I was very careful about what photos I took. I often lamented that I couldn’t take all the photos I wanted because it was just too expensive.
But, even in elementary school my friends would tell me I saw things not quite the same way as others. I’d point out the way trees framed clouds, and they’d tell me they really wished I had been watching the goal as was my assigned job.
I was watching digital cameras for a long time. And, for a long time they remained too expensive and too poor quality.
About the time we started Phoenix Swords they finally reached the point they were worth it to me. That first one wasn’t very good. Bad resolution, no flash, had to be in direct sunlight to come out and then not so great.
But, I could take dozens or hundreds of photos for almost no cost.
I still see things I think are cool. That just stand out as being something worth showing to others and saying “look at the way that looks”.
Now I can take a lot of tries and even fix framing, cropping and lighting later!
It’s great.
Happiness:
It is probably cheating, but I answered this one in the 5 my wife gave me. So, I’m just going to link there. It is down at the very bottom.
Where do you see yourself in 5 years:
25,116,449,561 miles away.
If you add up the rotation of the Earth, it’s orbit, and the speed of the solar system around the galaxy, that’s the answer I get. I’m sure there are folks out there that know the numbers better than I do, and could give you a better estimate.
Of course, expansion of the universe should be in there. Sadly, no one can tell me a number to put in. We are, just as every other point in the universe, the center and it is all going away from us.
So, without a Tardis that knows that last number (see below) that’s the best answer I can give you.
I know that’s not what you mean.
But, I’m afraid I just don’t think the way it takes to answer it the way you mean.
My life is not a path. My life is a room. And it is very difficult for me to tell where in the room is any one particular time.
That’s one of the reasons I leave so many markers around.
They are as much for me as anyone.
Dr Who:
The TV show that is two weeks younger than I am and still on the air.
Anyone who has read my stories about my youth will know the last word of the next sentence is sister long before you get to it.
Like so many things I like, I got into Doctor Who because of my sister.
Although the show and I started about the same time, I was about 12 or so before we met up.
My sister was home for one of her visits and said “I’ve heard about this show. We’re going to watch it tonight because I’ve heard its good and I think we’ll like it.”
It was the first part of the episode Robot, the first Tom Baker episode.
Soon after I found the PBS station in New Hampshire was showing the older episodes and I caught up with all of them that I could.
I’ve watched it ever since. (Well, when it was on.)
I really like the main character, in all incarnations. I like the stories. And, most of all, I like the ideas.
Books:
Everyone in my family, except my brother, read.
When my father got old, his hobby was to go into the MIT bookstore, buy the new textbooks and send corrections to the authors.
When my sister left for college, she left me all of her SF books. (OK, I was 2. It was a few years until I could read them.) And, any time she was home, we’d travel from one bookshop to another looking for good finds.
Books are encoded information. Frozen brain food.
Someday they’ll find that information is a form of transmittable thing* like energy and books are really just knowledge batteries.
If knowledge is power, then I should be able to run my car for a good long time on just what’s in my spare room. Never mind the office, bed room, storage closet, etc..
*Which would explain all sorts of things from esp to ghosts to aliens, etc...
These are the ones
ravena_kade gave me…Photography:
I have always liked taking photos. Back in the 70’s I had one of those old Kodak instant cameras that was about the size of loaf of bread. I took as many pictures as I could, but I could only afford 5 a week, and that was if I spent all my money on film. (And, it ate batteries too. Strange ones that were hard to find.)
So, I was very careful about what photos I took. I often lamented that I couldn’t take all the photos I wanted because it was just too expensive.
But, even in elementary school my friends would tell me I saw things not quite the same way as others. I’d point out the way trees framed clouds, and they’d tell me they really wished I had been watching the goal as was my assigned job.
I was watching digital cameras for a long time. And, for a long time they remained too expensive and too poor quality.
About the time we started Phoenix Swords they finally reached the point they were worth it to me. That first one wasn’t very good. Bad resolution, no flash, had to be in direct sunlight to come out and then not so great.
But, I could take dozens or hundreds of photos for almost no cost.
I still see things I think are cool. That just stand out as being something worth showing to others and saying “look at the way that looks”.
Now I can take a lot of tries and even fix framing, cropping and lighting later!
It’s great.
Happiness:
It is probably cheating, but I answered this one in the 5 my wife gave me. So, I’m just going to link there. It is down at the very bottom.
Where do you see yourself in 5 years:
25,116,449,561 miles away.
If you add up the rotation of the Earth, it’s orbit, and the speed of the solar system around the galaxy, that’s the answer I get. I’m sure there are folks out there that know the numbers better than I do, and could give you a better estimate.
Of course, expansion of the universe should be in there. Sadly, no one can tell me a number to put in. We are, just as every other point in the universe, the center and it is all going away from us.
So, without a Tardis that knows that last number (see below) that’s the best answer I can give you.
I know that’s not what you mean.
But, I’m afraid I just don’t think the way it takes to answer it the way you mean.
My life is not a path. My life is a room. And it is very difficult for me to tell where in the room is any one particular time.
That’s one of the reasons I leave so many markers around.
They are as much for me as anyone.
Dr Who:
The TV show that is two weeks younger than I am and still on the air.
Anyone who has read my stories about my youth will know the last word of the next sentence is sister long before you get to it.
Like so many things I like, I got into Doctor Who because of my sister.
Although the show and I started about the same time, I was about 12 or so before we met up.
My sister was home for one of her visits and said “I’ve heard about this show. We’re going to watch it tonight because I’ve heard its good and I think we’ll like it.”
It was the first part of the episode Robot, the first Tom Baker episode.
Soon after I found the PBS station in New Hampshire was showing the older episodes and I caught up with all of them that I could.
I’ve watched it ever since. (Well, when it was on.)
I really like the main character, in all incarnations. I like the stories. And, most of all, I like the ideas.
Books:
Everyone in my family, except my brother, read.
When my father got old, his hobby was to go into the MIT bookstore, buy the new textbooks and send corrections to the authors.
When my sister left for college, she left me all of her SF books. (OK, I was 2. It was a few years until I could read them.) And, any time she was home, we’d travel from one bookshop to another looking for good finds.
Books are encoded information. Frozen brain food.
Someday they’ll find that information is a form of transmittable thing* like energy and books are really just knowledge batteries.
If knowledge is power, then I should be able to run my car for a good long time on just what’s in my spare room. Never mind the office, bed room, storage closet, etc..
*Which would explain all sorts of things from esp to ghosts to aliens, etc...
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Date: 2012-06-08 03:12 pm (UTC)I really like this concept! And, it also underscores that your way of looking at things is different from many others, not only in the visual sense, but in the philosophical (and physical) as well!
Your other post reminded me - I'm supposed to get together with Gary for a dinner sometime - thanks for reminding me!
Time to give the wheel another bit of a push..
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Date: 2012-06-08 09:17 pm (UTC)please.
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Date: 2012-06-08 09:59 pm (UTC)