Site edits and even more exciting news then that.

Yes, the site was updated, the template polished, the icon changed, the xml publicized, but more important things are happening in the world right now and they are overshadowing my hard work.

So, it is with relative joy that I bring you the news that I, myself, have been waiting months for.

PowerBook updates!

Check them out at apple.com/powerbook

Wader

More pictures.

ghost
Originally uploaded by wader.

I took maybe 20 pictures of a fire in a fire place and this one, of all of the ones, turned out fairly well.

Wade

twirly gig

Twirl
Originally uploaded by wader.

It's been quite the weekend. I was house siting for a friend but I stayed in the house very little . I was basically there only to sleep and get the internet working.

The house has a dog, the dog's name is Zeus. Zeus is amazing. He's a rather large yellow lab retriever cross and he's well trained and well behaved. I think that the upside to having a dog is that it forces you to get outside to walk it. Otherwise you feel like you're being cruel and preventing a dog from being a dog.

I enjoyed the weekend and having some space to myself.

Friday night was nice. Saturday lunch and afternoon was great. Saturday night was excellent. Sunday morning was okay. Sunday afternoon, feeling shitty and tired.

Off to take more pictures. Of hockey this time.

Wade

P.S. I posted some other pictures from the past few days on my photostream. Check it out using the link on the right hand side on the bottom.

I'm on a roll

Four posts in one day?! This is crazy!

"The girl works at the store sweet..." finish the quote, it's from a song.

Following up on the Arrested Development quotes, here is my favorite from Gob.

Michael: So this is the Aztec Tomb trick.
Gob: Illusion, Michael. A trick is something a whore does for money...
[sees children watching his magic]
Gob: ... or candy!

That's it. For more great quotes check out the imdb quote site

Wader

Here's an idea for you...

Create a cool 20x30 poster (if you have a mac with iPhoto) with directions from this site and 98 of your favorite pictures.



Wader

Da Tulip

Da Tulip
Originally uploaded by wader.

This is what the haiku refers to. See how it all makes sense when you really believe.

The pictures are now on the moose site if you have a hankering to see ice.

Now, thanks to R, here are some of the best quotes from one of the best series on TV; Arrested Development. These are Gob quotes and damn they're good.

repeated line
Gob: I've made a huge mistake.

as cops surround the docks and start shooting at drug dealers while fake stripper cops cower nearby
Drug Dealer: You set us up!
Gob: No! These are the strippers! Look how hot they are!

Gob: George Michael... Lets deal some drugs.

Gob: Brother? Hermano means brother? Well, sounds like Hermano is about to get his ass kicked.

Gob: Are you Hermano?
Spanish actor: Como?
Gob: You're gonna be in a como, pal!

whistling
Michael: Do you?
Gob: ...termsss... One condition and one term!

Gob has gotten George Michael to break in and steal company records
George Sr.: You got my 14-year-old grandson to do this?
Gob: Under 18 walks out clean.
Hits Gob
Prison guard: No touching!
George Sr.: You stupid ass.

after letting Gob back into the magic Alliance
Alliance member: How'd you find two Alliance-approved assistants so fast?
Gob: Oh, I just used my nephew and my girlfriend.
Alliance Member: You're out.

Gob: Zero hour, Michael. It's the end of the line. I'm the firstborn. I'm sick of playing second fiddle. I'm always third in line for everything. I'm tired of finishing fourth. Being the fifth wheel. There are six things I'm mad about, and I'm taking over.

Gob: I got great news.
Michael: Good, I could use some. I just had to convince Mom to have sex with Dad.
repulsed
Michael: What's wrong with you?
Gob: Oh, just the thought of Mom and Dad... together... I have a sense of propriety.

Gob: Yeah, the guy in the $3,000 suit is holding the elevator for the guy who doesn't make that in four months. Come on!

Alright that took up the entirely of my coffee break.

Wader

Once on a Poster

Once on a Poster
Originally uploaded by wader.

This is the poster that I created for the Central School production of the broadway classic, "Once on This Island." I'm going to be designing the play bill also and that should be fun, weeeee. Anyhow, back to work. My break is over and I have to study; damned apple exams!

Haiku
Picture of tulip
red orange green long stamen
now time for studies.

Wader

A new lens means a happy boy.

Finally, the sun
Originally uploaded by wader.

I bought a new lens for my camera and it finally came in today. This, after waiting several days past when it was supposed to be delivered. I'll be talking to canada-bloody-post.

What else is new? Okay, I'll spill. Myself and R have went on several photo excursions and have a blast always. We are going to Dawson Creek next week to take pictures of the Northern B.C. Winter games. We are also going to be corespondents for the moose (a local radio station). We hope to be shooting some dance pictures and going to a wedding soon. We both have the same equipment (but the body of my camera is black and she has a 1 gig CF card); digital rebel, a 18-58mm lens and a 28-135mm lens. The next purchase will have to be a flash. You can see some of our pictures at the moose's photo site, which should be updated tonight, here.

I've also been busy with making a poster which will be on my flickr site a little later. You can see all my flickr pictures at any time atmy flickr site.

You can also check out some of the pictures from out photo excursion to Sobey's (the old IGA). R told the manager that we were there for a school project and there were no more questions from him.

So check out all my pictures and enjoy!

Wader

One of those days.

The tree that got dumped.
Originally uploaded by wader.

Included is a picture of a tree that I took the other day. I added some more to my flicker site also. Check everyone out at http://flickr.com/photos/wader.

Have you ever had one of those days where you just want to slam the door really really hard and then when you reach the boiling point and try to slam that door it won't; I just slowly closes? Today was one of those days.

People driving poorly, my lunch spilling out, my lens not coming in, my windshield getting splattered with rocks, un-cleared road, and the list goes on.

Our bloody town. We have all these professional ice carvers in town and the ice for them to crave was super expensive and yet we can't get the fucking roads cleared. I mean, priorities.

Wader

My first flower picture

My first flower picture
Originally uploaded by wader.

If you go to my flickr site I've added some pictures that you might be interested to see.

Wade

P.S. click on the picture.

This is me wanting to get going.

So I'm hear at Standard Auto and it's 10:16 in the morning. I can here because I was in the neighborhood and my break is at hand. My command start, after 3 months of faithful service, isn't working as it should. The damn thing won't even unlock the car. Naturally, it's cold out.

So what to do. I stand here is a dirty shop typing a clean entry about a minor incontinence that has resulted in cold feet.

No matter. The guy's trying to figure the damn thing out and having no luck. It's not just the battery in the remote. Damn technology. I wish I had my camera.

What else? Well I have to do something with my time so that I'm not leering over the mans shoulders, but what to do? I'll describe the shop as I can't show you. The place was formally an outdoors shop that sold things for archery and other outdoor sports involving moose and geese. Then it was a flower shop. Looking around there are remnants from both and I'm stuck here wondering why they didn't paint over the sponge work, the violet coloured sponge painted walls and roofs in the back room. Needless to say, the shop (the glass shop) is a unique and eclectic mix of the old and the new. The glass and the flower. Alright, I'm ranting. Whatelse is there to talk about when you're standing in a glass shop waiting for your command start to once again roar? The "Film-On Mounting Concentrate?"

Anyhow, off to other emails. The ice carving championships are here on Saturday, I will brave the cold for the pictures; they will glimmer.

Wader

Tew Noy

Saturday. R and I go to a rehearsal for a play, This Lone Island with No Memorable Name, or something to that effect. It's an elementary musical that I have graciously (and really, I wanted to do it) volunteered to make the program for. R has a great camera, we get along swimmingly, and I need someone to laugh, or at least get, my jokes. I invited her along. I'm not using her for her camera, let us make that clear. I brought along my Canon PowerShot A70, which is, by no mean, a piece shit. It's a fairly high quality point and shoot digital camera. R brought along her Digital SLR, a Canon Rebel, with a couple of lenses and a vintage (make everything sound good that word does) tripod. For two hours we took pictures; over 300 pictures between the two of us.

Walmart.

Shooting the shit.

Buying Angels in America and conversing in an oh so hularious manner with the lady at the till.

McDonalds frys, and water (cheep, yes, but we were going out for din din and we [I perhaps?] needed something to tide me over).

Pick up pictures, exactly one hour later.

Hers, am-azing. Mine. Well (talking about the pictures here). I think that if you didn't see hers mine wouldn't have looked so bad. Really they weren't that bad at all, but in comparison it looked like I had used a tin can with a pin hole in one end and she had used the satellite in Golden Eye. On ward.

After supper we watched Cabaret. Here's the thing. It's a movie with some music in it. It is not a movie of a musical or an adaptation (really) of the musical. A lot of songs are missing. It's a movie. Anyhow, back with my camera story, stay focused Wader.

After the movie concluded (astute?) we talked about the pictures and she began teaching me all about the birds, the bees and cameras, and what f stop would be required to take a picture of a bird humping a bee with a nice depth of field (I'm paraphrasing... and making some shit up).

Sunday morning. Went to Rainbow Studio (I only buy from stores with the word rainbow, from now on), and purchased my very own brand new Canon Rebel. 6.3 megapixels and oh so sweet quality. I will post pictures but I have to find some web-space first.

Anyhow, that is my story for now.

Wader

Random, ramblings.

I'm at work right now. I had a quick lunch so that I could take some time to write on this blog but now I spent too much time reading about the new mac products that were introduced @ MWSF (MacWorld San Francisco) and I can only scribe a quick couple of words. More will flow soon though as I want to defy stereotypes and, as it were, statistics. Time magazine told me (telekinetically) that women are more likely then men to continue a blog once it's begun. I don't want to be the average Joe man, so I'm getting back on the blog wagon... or, at least I'm saying that in order to re-fuel my blogging spirit. It's not that I don't enjoy it, I just don't have time for it, it seems. This is okay, life is for living. Balance. I will leave you now, be balanced. I will talk more later, right now I'm off to the Crayon Box to look at fleece jackets for the staff. It's fucking cold.... that's when people tend to realize that their heaters aren't that good, that their block heater doesn't work, and that the clothes they have are shit against the elements. Perhaps we can style up the crew a little?

Wader

“Never ask a man what sort of computer he drives. It it’s a Mac, he’ll tell you. If not, why embarrass him?”
-Tom Clancy

brrrrrr

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck.

I woke up cold today. I had a shower. I looked at the thermometer. -37, -47 with the wind chill.

Fuck.

Wade

P.S. Fuck me ridged.