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  <title>Speaker for the Diodes</title>
  <subtitle>mirror in progress</subtitle>
  <author>
    <email>dglenn@panix.com</email>
    <name>D. Glenn Arthur Jr.</name>
  </author>
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  <updated>2008-08-19T09:26:39Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:dglenn:219872</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dglenn.insanejournal.com/219872.html"/>
    <title>QotD</title>
    <published>2008-08-19T09:26:39Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-19T09:26:39Z</updated>
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;"For the philosophically minded - I humbly submit the following
lesson: Only preach to the converted.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;"When I found out about the hidden world of government
malfeasance and financial cabals that are responsible for so much
misery in this world, and that exist with the help of the media's
complicity, I naturally assumed a lot of people would want to know.  I
spent all sorts of time and emotional energy on my soapbox, to be met
with bored stares or snide remarks. The only time such speech-making
and arguing was productive was when I had found someone already
inclined to my way of thinking who was looking for answers, as I
was.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;"So Liberals, stop trying to convert Conservatives, and vice
versa. Veggies, leave those BBQ eaters alone. If you want to change
the world, start with yourself so as to provide an example, and then
only preach to people who ask for a sermon!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-- Ernie, 
&lt;a href="http://www.positivityblog.com/index.php/2008/04/02/16-things-i-wish-they-had-taught-me-in-school/#comment-79045"&gt;
2008-04-03&lt;/a&gt;, responding to a 
&lt;a href="http://www.positivityblog.com/index.php/2008/04/02/16-things-i-wish-they-had-taught-me-in-school/"&gt;
Things I Wish They Had Taught Me In School&lt;/a&gt; essay &lt;small&gt;(which
was &lt;a href="http://siderea.livejournal.com/577271.html"&gt;pointed 
out&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://siderea.livejournal.com/profile"&gt;
&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" alt="[info]" width="17" height="17" style="vertical-align: bottom; border: 0;" /&gt;
&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://siderea.livejournal.com/"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;siderea&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:dglenn:219403</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dglenn.insanejournal.com/219403.html"/>
    <title>Evening Forecast</title>
    <published>2008-08-18T20:57:08Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-18T20:57:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Not Good:  still not moving well, feel like I'm 
thinking at quarter-speed, got too little sleep and
it's now too late to safely nap and expect to wake 
up again in time for rehearsal.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Call it about a 25% of my actually getting out 
the door this evening.  *sigh*&lt;/p&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:dglenn:219299</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dglenn.insanejournal.com/219299.html"/>
    <title>QotD</title>
    <published>2008-08-18T09:26:37Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-18T09:26:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">


&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;"The annoyance we put up with at the airport is not a by-product
of terrorism; it is the goal. It has become increasingly obvious that
the real aim of terrorists is not to blow up plans but to
inconvenience travelers and cripple an already overburdened airline
industry. When one thinks of the staggering loss of time, money, and
materials that are a result of increased security measures only one
conclusion can be drawn: the terrorists have already won."&lt;/i&gt; --  
Billy Biondi,
&lt;a href="http://jetlagged.blogs.nytimes.com/2007/12/28/the-airport-security-follies/index.html"&gt;
2007-12-29 (comment)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:dglenn:218917</id>
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    <title>QotD</title>
    <published>2008-08-17T09:26:39Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-17T09:26:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">





&lt;p&gt;From the &lt;a href="http://facebook.com/group.php?gid=2314766750"&gt;
Quotation of the day mailing list&lt;/a&gt;, 2007-01-10:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Omne tulit punctum qui miscuit utile dulci."&lt;/i&gt; -- Horace
(Quintus Horatius Flaccus)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;["He who mingles the useful with 
the agreeable bears away the prize."]&lt;/p&gt; 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.presserfoundation.org/history.htm"&gt;
http://www.presserfoundation.org/history.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(submitted to the mailing list by Patsy Wang-Iverson)&lt;/p&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:dglenn:218871</id>
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    <title>Pain Day</title>
    <published>2008-08-16T21:26:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-16T21:26:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ugh.  Not having a good day.  Ran an errand earlier that was
so close I felt guilty about driving, but when I noticed that
just working the accelerator pedal was painful I figured that
walking wouldn't have gotten me there today.  Had planned to go
to Storvik post-Pennsic revel tonight, but not sure pain meds 
will be enough.  :-(&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Also having problems with random stuff (not just my body)
failing to work.  Cell phone charger died (have kludged substitute
working now), kitchen scale broke (may or may not be repairable
with plastic cement), and clothes-dryer finally made good on 
its threatening noises and stopped working last night (with a 
load of sheets and towels in it).&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;On plus side, have fresh vegetables in kitchen given to me
at Pennsic by the friend who grew them, have bananas purchased
from an arabber yesterday, and have been promised some of
neighbour's too-many tomatoes.  (That's four people I know or
have heard of who wound up with absurd quantities of tomatoes
this year.  OTOH, tomato consumption seems to be way up as 
well, so they're finding people to give the excess to.  And
the small tomatoes (especially grape tomatoes) are amazingly
sweet this year, at least the ones being grown in MD and VA, 
which may account for increased tomato consumption.)&lt;/p&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:dglenn:218464</id>
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    <title>QotD</title>
    <published>2008-08-16T09:26:44Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-16T09:26:44Z</updated>
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Car accidents are a leading cause of death for teenagers. The
school board and your elected representatives want to make sure that
you and your families are spared from such a tragedy, which is why the
money for driver's ed was eliminated from the budget. Whereas last
year I was teaching your older siblings how to shift and brake and
three-point-turn during a six-week course, it has since been decreed
that I actually need just one afternoon to tell you the only piece of
safety information I'm permitted by law to share:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;"The ONLY 100 percent effective method for avoiding car
accidents is to ABSTAIN from driving until marriage.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Yes, yes, I know you've been bombarded with messages from
popular culture about how much fun it would be to get behind the wheel
of a red convertible, find an unbroken stretch of country road, and,
with the wind in your hair, see what she can do. I know that up until
now you had the mistaken belief that getting a driver's license was a
cherished milestone of your young, sweet, innocent lives. It isn't.
It's a milestone, all right: a milestone indicating terrible pain,
degradation, and certain death."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-- from &lt;a href="http://www.mcsweeneys.net/2008/2/22kleid.html"&gt;
"Abstinence-Only Driver's Ed."&lt;/a&gt;, by Suzanne Kleid,
&lt;i&gt;McSweeney's&lt;/i&gt;, 2008-02-22&lt;/p&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:dglenn:218181</id>
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    <title>How Many Tents?</title>
    <published>2008-08-15T19:08:21Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-15T19:08:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Does anybody have a good idea approximately how many tents there
are at Pennsic?  Do you think it's safe to assume that the ratio of
tents:people is reasonably close to 1:1 (what with dining tents and
storage tents, vs. tents with more than one person in them (and folks 
living in non-tent structures)) or is my guess regarding how many 
people share tents too low?  Will the US Air Force (or Army, or 
whomever it is that uses us for photometry and reconaissance practice) 
tell us how many tents they counted?  (I've heard they check the
attendance numbers to find out how well their population estimation
algorithms work, and that we make a rather convenient test case that
way.)&lt;/p&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:dglenn:218073</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dglenn.insanejournal.com/218073.html"/>
    <title>QotD</title>
    <published>2008-08-15T09:26:38Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-15T09:26:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">













&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;"They say that if a thought has occurred to you, somebody else 
has already thought of it too, and posted porn about it on the 
internets.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;"So why can't I find Mark Foley/Bill O'Reilly
slashfic that ends in MPreg?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-- &lt;a href="http://sabotabby.livejournal.com/profile"&gt;
&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" alt="[info]" width="17" height="17" style="vertical-align: bottom; border: 0;" /&gt;
&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sabotabby.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;sabotabby&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;,
&lt;i&gt;Gaybortion!&lt;/i&gt; comic strip, 
&lt;a href="http://gaybortion.livejournal.com/17588.html"&gt;2006-10-18&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;[I do not know whether any was created in response to that
cartoon.]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/small&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:dglenn:217754</id>
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    <title>That Macro Lens-Combo</title>
    <published>2008-08-14T21:26:13Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-14T21:26:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Okay, now I'm home for real.  After an extra day and a half in 
Arlington due to running out of spoons, I replaced that tire yesterday
afternoon and took Perrine back to Baltimore in the wee hours of this
morning.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;hr width="25%"&gt;

&lt;div style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/29474483@N00/2762601235/" title="&amp;#39;MacroGyver&amp;#39; Lens Exploded by dglenn, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3017/2762601235_3370715e45_m.jpg" width="240" height="120" alt="&amp;#39;MacroGyver&amp;#39; Lens Exploded" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As promised, here are pictures of the high-magnification 
lens-combo&lt;/strong&gt; that I used to make the 
&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/29474483@N00/2757459631/sizes/o/"&gt;
Salt and Pepper macro photo&lt;/a&gt; that I posted Tuesday.&lt;/p&gt;  

&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/29474483@N00/2539004907/" title="I&amp;#39;m Ready For My Close Up by dglenn, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2393/2539004907_23eb497b35_m.jpg" width="240" height="134" alt="I&amp;#39;m Ready For My Close Up" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;p&gt;(For the sake of comparison, to the right is what I usually
use for magnification between 1:1 and 2.4:1 -- for anything below
1:1 I most often just use a straightforward macro lens.)&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Here's the entire setup that I was shooting with/at/on, showing 
the lens-combo mounted, giving an idea of its size, illustrating 
how I positioned the flash where I wanted it, and verifying that
I did shoot it during daylight, as 
&lt;a href="http://keith_m043.livejournal.com/profile"&gt;
&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" alt="[info]" width="17" height="17" style="vertical-align: bottom; border: 0;" /&gt;
&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://keith_m043.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;keith_m043&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
pointed out, in case anyone had any trouble believing that.
(You can also see the specks of salt and pepper on my PDA's
screen, which I didn't expect to be clearly visible in this
shot.)&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;div style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/29474483@N00/2762601219/" title="Salt And Pepper Gear by dglenn, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3066/2762601219_1dc4284b86.jpg" width="500" height="376" alt="Salt And Pepper Gear" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;p&gt;(If you click through to the Flickr pages for these photos,
then click the "all sizes" button, you can see larger versions
than what I'm posting in this entry.)&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/29474483@N00/2762601229/" title="&amp;#39;MacroGyver&amp;#39; Lens by dglenn, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3260/2762601229_e7168f34b5_t.jpg" width="100" height="95" alt="&amp;#39;MacroGyver&amp;#39; Lens" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;p&gt;For a closer look at just the lens assembly by itself:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Since I was shooting digital, I could see after each shot 
whether I needed to nudge the flash a little closer or farther 
away -- with film, I would've had to do the math, and/or make 
a guess and "bracket" brighter and dimmer than that guess (and 
wait until the film was developed to find out whether any of 
the exposures had been correct.  I've done shots like this on
film before and have gotten some fun results, but this is one
of the things that digital makes easier.  Since I was shooting 
handheld (that's the one bit that I'll admit was a little crazy 
about the whole enterprise -- I was braced against the table but
I ought to have been using a tripod) I had to hunt across the 
surface of the PDA each time to find the two grains I wanted 
while looking through the big lens.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;As I described in my original entry, the parts that make up
that threatening-looking long black club are:  the M42-&amp;gt;K
adaptor, a 2x teleconverter, a 200mm f/3.5 lens, a clip-on lens
hood &lt;small&gt;(that I happened to notice was the same size at the 
'away' end as the built-in hood on the 200mm lens, thus making it 
easier to tape the two lenses together -- it's shaped for a 
different focal length, but that didn't matter in this setup)&lt;/small&gt;,
and a 55mm f/1.8 lens.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Now I'm pretty sure I could have done this all with more modern 
lenses (I need to go through the camera bag that I took to Pennsic 
and see whether I remembered to include a K-mount teleconverter when 
I packed it -- I do know that I brought two Konika ones by mistake
(I didn't bring the Konika cameras with me)) ... but the first 200mm 
lens I put my hands on that day was a screwmount lens, and I knew I 
had screwmount teleconverters, and the screwmount-&amp;gt;Kmount
adaptor was handy, so I went retro on the camera end of the stack
of lenses.  (The way I was shooting, the modern conveniences of more 
modern lenses would not have come into play anyhow.)&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/29474483@N00/2762601227/" title="Salt And Pepper Map by dglenn, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3192/2762601227_28f55089ee_m.jpg" width="240" height="131" alt="Salt And Pepper Map" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;p&gt;For the reversed lens, there was actually an advantage to using
an old screwmount lens:  because the iris actuator isn't connected
to the camera when a lens is mounted backward &lt;small&gt;(there 
&lt;em&gt;are&lt;/em&gt; some adaptifiers that remedy this with an arrangement
of cables, but I've never seen one up close, much less had the 
spare cash for one; I'm not sure how common they are)&lt;/small&gt;
I had to stop the lens down manually for each shot.  I could've
just left the lens stopped down, but that makes the viewfinder
dark and difficult to focus with.  Most of my screwmount lenses
have a "manual/auto" switch because they're designed to work on
cameras so old that having the camera operate the iris hadn't
been done yet, as well as with slightly newer ones that did have
a way to do that.  So with the right vintage of screwmount lens,
I can just slide that switch when I'm ready to shoot ... or slip
a fingertip over the actuator pin.  (The K-mount lenses have a
lever instead of a pin ... operating that manually probably 
wouldn't be too much harder, but since I haf the screwmount
lenses handy anyhow, one of those just seemed easier.)&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;div style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/29474483@N00/2762601237/" title="&amp;#39;MacroGyver&amp;#39; Parts by dglenn, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3098/2762601237_7ef279de75_m.jpg" width="240" height="214" alt="&amp;#39;MacroGyver&amp;#39; Parts" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I think the 'hardest' part of all this isn't so much knowing 
exactly &lt;em&gt;how&lt;/em&gt; to do it; it's knowing ahead of time that 
this is possible, that it's even one of your options.  And having 
a suitable assortment of lenses on hand to stick together (whether 
with gaffer's tape or a proper 'reversing ring') of course.  Practice 
does count for something here as well, but if you think this is 
fun, then you'll &lt;em&gt;get&lt;/em&gt; the practice.  ;-)  There's a little 
bit of math involved, but not all of the formulae you'll see on web 
sites about macro photography actually get used in the field -- 
mostly, you need to have a rough idea how much light each technique 
will cost you and what conditions make different techniques more
convenient or less so.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Even the imposing club of a lens looks less intimidating when
viewed as a collection of ordinary parts...&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Anyhow, that's how I did it (or at least what I did it with).&lt;/p&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:dglenn:217555</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dglenn.insanejournal.com/217555.html"/>
    <title>QotD</title>
    <published>2008-08-14T09:26:41Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-14T09:26:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">








&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Age is a matter of feeling, not of years."&lt;/i&gt; -- Washington
Irving (b. 1783-04-03, d. 1859-11-28)&lt;/p&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:dglenn:217166</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dglenn.insanejournal.com/217166.html"/>
    <title>QotD</title>
    <published>2008-08-13T09:26:42Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-13T09:26:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">







&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;"It says something about the Bush regime that they've managed 
to turn me into someone who cheers when people die."&lt;/i&gt; --
&lt;a href="http://violachic.livejournal.com/profile"&gt;
&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" alt="[info]" width="17" height="17" style="vertical-align: bottom; border: 0;" /&gt;
&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://violachic.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;violachic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;,
&lt;a href="http://sabotabby.livejournal.com/542050.html?thread=13229410#t13229410"&gt;
2008-07-12&lt;/a&gt; &lt;small&gt;(regarding the death of former White House
spokesman, Tony Snow)&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:dglenn:216958</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dglenn.insanejournal.com/216958.html"/>
    <title>A Spicy Pennsic Pic</title>
    <published>2008-08-12T23:35:35Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-12T23:35:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Although there's nothing particularly Pennsic-ish about this
photo, I did shoot it at Pennsic.  (I was showing off my macro
skillz for some of my camp-mates after they'd watched me photograph
an insect.)  And I like it enough that I couldn't wait to post
it.  I'm especially pleased by the reflection of the salt.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/29474483@N00/2757459631/" title="Salt and Pepper by dglenn, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3287/2757459631_0b2d52842e.jpg" width="500" height="321" alt="Salt and Pepper" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Er, yeah, that thing that folks keep saying looks like an ice
cube is a grain of table salt.  :-)  And the blobby, round thing
on the left is neither a meatball nor falafel, but a single grain
of ground black pepper.  They're resting on the screen of my PDA,
lit from the side by a flash.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;No conventional microscope involved, though the question of 
whether the combination of lenses I cobbled together constitutes
an improvised microscope or just a scary-looking macro lens is
left as an exercise for my readers.  From the camera out, it was
a 2x teleconverter, a 200mm lens, then a 50mm lens backwards
(attached to the 200mm lens by gaffing their lens hoods together).
I set the flash on 1/16th power and adjusted its brightness by
sliding it slightly closer or farther away.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/29474483@N00/2757459631/sizes/o/"&gt;
1000x641 version&lt;/a&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:dglenn:216582</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dglenn.insanejournal.com/216582.html"/>
    <title>Two Thousand Three Hundred And One (Plus Sixty Or So)</title>
    <published>2008-08-12T19:36:29Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-12T19:36:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Okay, so I'm mostly back from Pennsic ... I got in yesterday, pulled
all my stuff out of the truck, made a brief stab at organizing things a
little (barely enough to count, really), rested a little, then started
getting ready to go to 3LF rehearsal ... failed to get everything 
together in time (I spent too long figuring out how to bungee the bass
in place in the back of the truck without enough of my other stuff
around it to keep it from sliding around on the sheet of plywood that
was the top of the pile), skipped rehearsal, delivered the truck to
the merchant who paid me to drive it to Pennsic and back, and proceeded
to the home of &lt;a href="http://anniemal.livejournal.com/profile"&gt;
&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" alt="[info]" width="17" height="17" style="vertical-align: bottom; border: 0;" /&gt;
&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://anniemal.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;anniemal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
and &lt;a href="http://syntonic-comma.livejournal.com/profile"&gt;
&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" alt="[info]" width="17" height="17" style="vertical-align: bottom; border: 0;" /&gt;
&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://syntonic-comma.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;syntonic-comma&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
to finish burning to CD the photos that I'd copied off of CF cards 
during Pennsic, and to borrow their lawn to rinse and dry my tent's
groundcloth.  So I feel like I'm not quite completely home from Pennsic
yet.  Almost ...&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Also not yet caught up on electronic (or any other) communication.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I feel like babbling a bit about photographic and technological 
aspects of my trip; I'll write a more rounded trip report a little
later.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;The final photographic tally for Pennsic, including the drive up
and the drive home:  three rolls of film (one roll of 135 and two 
rolls of 120), six gigabytes worth of CF cards (spread over fourteen
cards because I started off with the small cards in order to be using
the 1G cards at the end when I expected to be shooting more) that
have been copied to nine CDs, two thousand three hundred and one
digital photos (not counting the ones I deleted before removing the
card from the camera, of course), and a metric crapload of editing
to do over the next few &lt;strike&gt;weeks&lt;/strike&gt;months.  I got a number
of adorable shots of children with and without their parents, which 
need to get emailed to the right parents as I sort and edit them.  
And I sold one photo on site the day I shot it (I delivered it on a 
CD).&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I took a RV/marine battery with me, and an inverter, hoping to be
able to run the Vaio.  That didn't work.  The battery didn't have 
enough juice to power the laptop when I got there, though it did
run the chargers for my cell phone, PDA, and iPod.  Hooking it up 
to solar panels (two different rigs) only got it as far as 11.6V, 
never enough to run a computer.  :-(  I did borrow 
&lt;a href="http://anniemal.livejournal.com/profile"&gt;
&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" alt="[info]" width="17" height="17" style="vertical-align: bottom; border: 0;" /&gt;
&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://anniemal.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;anniemal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'s
iBook once she arrived (and recharged it from 
&lt;a href="http://syntonic-comma.livejournal.com/profile"&gt;
&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" alt="[info]" width="17" height="17" style="vertical-align: bottom; border: 0;" /&gt;
&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://syntonic-comma.livejournal.com/"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;syntonic-comma&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'s
battery while his solar panel tried to recharge my battery), but
I never got around to plugging the Vaio into a working battery, so 
I never got the addresses off it for some folks I'd planned to send 
SMS messages to but whose email addresses weren't already in my phone;
I also never connected to the Internet from Mystic Mail (the on-site
ISP) or through anybody else's portable connection.  At the moment
my battery is hooked to a car-battery-charger and is fully charged,
but loses about a hundredth of a volt every ten seconds when the
charger is disconnected.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;On the last day, my cell phone charger stopped working reliably.
I thought it was a problem with the power it was getting from the
inverter, but now I've got it plugged into house current and it's
still not doing much.  Eek!  (I never see the phone say it's charging,
but the battery indicator does read halfway now, as opposed to dead
last night.  So the charger must be doing something some of the time.)&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;The drive home got off to a rocky start, what with loading my
gear into the truck in heavy rain, then having to get the truck
pulled out of the campsite by a backhoe because the ground softened
under it during loading.  (They tried using a tractor first, but 
just spun the tractor's wheels.  So plan B was to move it a few feet
at a time with the backhoe.  I'd never fully realized what an 
impressive piece of equipment a backhoe is, until now.)&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Next year, I must make sure that all the email addresses I'll
want are copied to my phone and/or PDA before I leave, instead of
counting on being able to access them on the laptop.  And find out
whether there's any cure for a lead-acid battery that self-discharges
at a rate of a millivolt per second.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I'll write up more of what my Pennsic was like, as opposed to
how my electronics worked or didn't, after I get back to Baltimore
again and have a proper tire on my minivan where the toy spare is
currently mounted.  And then I've got twenty three hundred photos
to sift through and edit.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:dglenn:216517</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dglenn.insanejournal.com/216517.html"/>
    <title>QotD</title>
    <published>2008-08-12T09:26:47Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-12T09:26:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">





&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;[Florence Ambrose is a genetically-engineered "Bowman's 
Wolf", and a spaceship engineer.  Sam Starfall, a squidlike alien 
in a humanoid environment suit, is her captain.  Varroa Jacobsoni 
is a psychologist working for the corporation that created Florence's 
species, testing the "don't hurt humans" safeguards designed into 
her brain.]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;table&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;Varroa&amp;nbsp;Jacobsoni:&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Given only a second to react, how do you 
        decide if someone is human?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;Florence&amp;nbsp;Ambrose:&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Clothes!  They're wearing clothes.  And 
        I look for shape."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;[...]&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;Varroa&amp;nbsp;Jacobsoni:&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Why did you choose clothing first?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;Florence&amp;nbsp;Ambrose:&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"If humans ever modify themselves to live 
        in space without suits, they may not look human, but will 
        probably still want pockets.  So, given that you can't use 
        size, shape, or even D.N.A. as being one hundred percent 
        accurate, how would you define human?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;Varroa&amp;nbsp;Jacobsoni:&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'm passing you, because it's a lot easier 
        to pass you than to answer your question."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;Sam&amp;nbsp;Starfall:&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Now &lt;strong&gt;that's&lt;/strong&gt; human!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-- from &lt;a href="http://freefall.purrsia.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Freefall"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
by Mark Stanley, 
&lt;a href="http://freefall.purrsia.com/ff1600/fc01585.htm"&gt;2008-06-02&lt;/a&gt;
and &lt;a href="http://freefall.purrsia.com/ff1600/fc01586.htm"&gt;
2008-06-04&lt;/a&gt; &lt;small&gt;(quoted strips are part of a story arc that 
started &lt;a href="http://freefall.purrsia.com/ff1600/fc01552.htm"&gt;
2008-03-17&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:dglenn:216245</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dglenn.insanejournal.com/216245.html"/>
    <title>SMS Post</title>
    <published>2008-08-11T19:30:12Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-11T19:30:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;small&gt;[Posted from my cell phone via SMS]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Am home, unpacking. Not checked email or LJ yet.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:dglenn:215952</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dglenn.insanejournal.com/215952.html"/>
    <title>SMS Post</title>
    <published>2008-08-10T20:19:57Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-10T20:19:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;small&gt;[Posted from my cell phone via SMS]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; There are 7 robins in front of me checking out spots that had been under tents.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:dglenn:215569</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dglenn.insanejournal.com/215569.html"/>
    <title>QotD</title>
    <published>2008-08-10T09:26:38Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-10T09:26:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">




&lt;p&gt;From the &lt;a href="http://facebook.com/group.php?gid=2314766750"&gt;
Quotation of the day mailing list&lt;/a&gt;, 2007-01-19:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;"For those of you who don't have a blog yet, think of one as a
large yellow Labrador: friendly, fun, not all that bright, but
constantly demanding your attention."&lt;/i&gt; -- David Carr, The New York
Times, Jan 15, 2007&lt;/p&gt; 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2007/01/15/business/media/15carr.html?th&amp;amp;emc=th"&gt;
http://www.nytimes.com/2007/01/15/business/media/15carr.html?th&amp;emc=th&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;(submitted to the mailing list by Lynn Kisilenko)&lt;/p&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:dglenn:215397</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dglenn.insanejournal.com/215397.html"/>
    <title>QotD</title>
    <published>2008-08-09T09:26:46Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-09T09:26:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">





&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Such is the nature of men, that howsoever they may acknowledge
many others to be more witty, or more eloquent, or more learned; yet
they will hardly believe there be many so wise as themselves."&lt;/i&gt; --
Thomas Hobbes (b. 1588-04-05, d. 1679-12-04)&lt;/p&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:dglenn:215153</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dglenn.insanejournal.com/215153.html"/>
    <title>SMS Post</title>
    <published>2008-08-09T02:01:49Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-09T02:01:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;small&gt;[Posted from my cell phone via SMS]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 2 Viking memorial boat burnings this year. 2nd ended a little while ago.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:dglenn:214889</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dglenn.insanejournal.com/214889.html"/>
    <title>QotD</title>
    <published>2008-08-08T09:26:45Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-08T09:26:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">






&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You can't win them all -- but you can try."&lt;/i&gt; -- 
&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Babe_Didrikson"&gt;
Mildred Ella ("Babe") Didrikson Zaharias&lt;/a&gt; (b. 1911-06-26, 
d. 1956-09-27), American athlete (basketball, track &amp;amp; 
field, golf) and musician (vocals, harmonica) &lt;small&gt;(via 
Jone Johnson Lewis' 
&lt;a href="http://womenshistory.about.com/od/quotes/didrikson.htm"&gt;
collection of quotations&lt;/a&gt; on about.com)&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:dglenn:214629</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dglenn.insanejournal.com/214629.html"/>
    <title>QotD</title>
    <published>2008-08-07T09:26:41Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-07T09:26:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">

&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;"[Opposing homosexuality is] kind of like 'opposing left 
handedness', and about as useful."&lt;/i&gt; -- "recovering 
ex-Pentecostal", 
&lt;a href="http://blog.beliefnet.com/castingstones/2008/06/were-all-gay-episcopalians-now.html?bt=polmashup"&gt;
2008-06-03&lt;/a&gt; (3rd comment)&lt;/p&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:dglenn:214393</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dglenn.insanejournal.com/214393.html"/>
    <title>SMS Post</title>
    <published>2008-08-07T00:08:26Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-07T00:08:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;small&gt;[Posted from my cell phone via SMS]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; New rule: if it gives you an ice cream headache rinsing your hair, the shower is too damn cold.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:dglenn:214046</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dglenn.insanejournal.com/214046.html"/>
    <title>SMS Post</title>
    <published>2008-08-06T05:41:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-06T05:41:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;small&gt;[Posted from my cell phone via SMS]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Made it down the hill and got bass safely stowed shortly before skies opened up.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:dglenn:213927</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dglenn.insanejournal.com/213927.html"/>
    <title>QotD</title>
    <published>2008-08-05T09:26:41Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-05T09:26:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;"First, we need to bust down that old conservative trope that
tax money is always wasted. The conservatives originally sold
themselves as the party of prudent, business-like management of the
public purse, contrasting themselves to 'tax-and-spend liberals' (an
accusation that finally seems to be dying a painful and ironic death).
But if they actually were running this country as you'd run a
business, they'd be taking that revenue and looking for the best
possible investment. And, since the beginning of the nation, the best
investments we've ever made have been those made directly in the
American people themselves.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Invest in a school, and over the course of the next several
decades, you'll get tens of thousands of literate, creative workers .
a few of whom will go forth and transform the world, and the rest of
whom will do well, pay taxes, obey the law and contribute to the life
of their communities. Invest in housing, and you put more families on
the road to accumulating middle-class wealth, which will make a
difference for generations. Invest in transportation and
communication, and you streamline commerce for the next 50 years.
Invest in new technologies, and you seed new industries that will
create jobs and generate tax revenue -- which can be invested again
for even further prosperity.  Invest in a GI Bill, and you get the
Greatest Generation, and the postwar boom they created."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-- Sara Robinson,
&lt;a href="http://www.ourfuture.org/blog-entry/stealing-our-future-ii-democracy-fear-and-war-middle-class"&gt;
"Stealing Our Future II: Democracy, Fear, and the War on the Middle
Class"&lt;/a&gt;, 2008-01-31&lt;/p&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:dglenn:213726</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dglenn.insanejournal.com/213726.html"/>
    <title>SMS Post</title>
    <published>2008-08-04T22:49:19Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-04T22:49:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;small&gt;[Posted from my cell phone via SMS]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Made it up the hill with the bass and played with Wolgemut in the market.</content>
  </entry>
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