Several weeks ago, I made a startling discovery: IHOP doesn’t suck. In fact, their food was pretty good.
Unfortunately today they ended up ticking me off so badly that I don’t think I’ll be giving them any of my business from now on.
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“Do you know how fast you were going?”
Eight of the worst words in the English dictionary. Especially when spoken by an officer of the law.
We were traveling back from picking up our daughter at daycare, and I was driving along one of the larger roads in town. I had just commented to my wife on how there seemed to be an awful lot of cops around today. There was one just up ahead of us, and we had just passed another leaving the parking lot of a grocery store. I happened to glance up to my rear view mirror and all of the sudden, the cop we had just passed was directly behind us. With the lights flashing.
I felt a twinge of worry. No one ever likes it when the cop pulls out behind you. I started to look for a place to pull into the right lane. Maybe he was on his way to some emergency.
Then he followed me into the right lane.
Crap…he’s after me.
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There’s something just gratifying about ordering something online only to discover some unexpected perks.
For the past several days I’ve been wrestling with a problem that I’m sure most hobbyist photographers deal with early on in their careers: the multiple lens problem.
As I mentioned, I recently indulged myself and bought a second lens for my Nikon D60: the Nikkor AF-S 1.4/G. Its classified as a “prime” lens, meaning that it has no option for the photographer to zoom in or out on a subject. Instead the photographer must move his body to capture the shot he wants. The trade-off is that the lens tends to take superior pictures for the money paid. Fewer moving parts means that your money is going towards glass and not mechanisms.
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My new 50 mm lens arrived today. All I can say is…wow. I can see why this is one of the lenses that amateurs need. The picture quality is…absolutely outstanding.
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…is making me wait.
There’s something frustrating about watching the progress of a package on sites like UPS or Fedex. The knowledge of an item’s progress is both comforting and maddening.
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…just a last minute post. Ran out of time for the day.
I’m also waiting to see whether or not I love Bing Shopping. If I do, I’ll tell you about it.
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A little while ago, I mentioned how I needed to start working on my next photo book. With three months of effort, I had completed a book documenting the first year of my daughter’s life. I had had all the best intentions to start working on a second book around the time of her second birthday as well, but I never got around to it.
Faced with the daunting task of organizing all of this pictures, my wife suggested that I treat the project like a yearbook, and divide up my images that way.
I finally got around to starting 2008 the other day. I just finished putting together the January pictures.
Eleven more months to go. Maybe I’ll start the 2009 book before the year actually ends…
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I have become an avid public radio listener. To the point where I’ve actually donated to the two major stations that play in our area. Normally if I’m driving in the car or doing a chore around the house, I flip on the radio to catch up on the news or to be entertained.
The other day I happened to turn it on during an odd hour of the day on Saturday and discovered that they had picked up The Moth, a live story-telling show. Anyone and everyone tells stories. Some of them are happy stories. Some of them are sad. Some of them are tragic.
When I flipped on the radio, they were just starting a disclaimer claiming that this might just be the most intense story they’ve done yet, and that parents should send their children out of the room.
“O…k…” I thought to myself. This is not the kind of thing I generally hear when listening to NPR.
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