The PanoTools Panorama Tutorial is taking a wee bit longer to write than I anticipated. I just tried to take some pictures with a normal camera that I borrowed, but it seems even more difficult than my cellphone – I also read about Field of View and relationships with lens specifications and I thought I knew how to master it, but now I’m more confused than I was before.
Anyway, it’s in the works and still to come – in the meantime, here’s what I picked off my Nokia today – a random sampling of photos taken as I went about my week:
Seen in traffic
Juvenile, but it still brought a smile to my face, and my fellow South Africans will know why. This is an Afrikaans word meaning ‘shit’ – it also means ‘sister’ in Malay. This was early in the morning, it doesn’t take much to amuse me…
Food Mattters
That very day, this was the menu in the staff canteen. It could have been the Beef Ball’s Soup, or just the way the food looked, but I honestly wasn’t up for it. I rounded up a few colleagues and we headed to Grace Point where the food portions are getting smaller and smaller every time we go there to eat. My colleague and I both ordered Pataya Fried Rice, mine cost RM5.50 and his was RM4.50 – mine took 35 minutes and his 50 minutes, I guess that’s how they justify the extra Ringgit. Aside from the decorative chili sauce on top, it was exactly the same size. When I first ordered this dish some months ago -when the new broom was still sweeping clean, it covered the entire plate…
No problem here
And then today’s traffic violation – you know, I don’t go looking for these things, and I wasn’t going to say anything, because I’m sure it’s getting pretty boring, but again, the parking lot was full… anyway, I saw in an episode of CSI this afternoon that somebody said they parked across two spaces to avoid having their car scratched. I guess that makes sense, unless some irate person goes up and scratches on this person’s car “you park like an ass” then it would all be for naught.
Why I don’t have mosquitoes… or hair in my nostrils.
The other day I got home and I was certain somebody had emptied a can of Ridsect in my house – I couldn’t explain it, because it didn’t smell like my neighbour burning his dead leaves, nor the dump-truck that leaves note of their visit by the ever lingering aromatic calling card. Then I heard this droning sound and at first I thought it was in my head.
It kept getting louder and with Stephen King’s book, Cell, still conjuring up all sorts of images in my imagination, I did fear for the end of the world. As the droning got louder I peaked out the window expecting War of the World-like robots, only to see billows of smoke. For a moment I did struggle to make sense of the whole scenario (imagination still overpowering), but eventually saw that it was the local municipality spraying for mozzies.
They were fumigating the neighbourhood in their efforts to control mosquitoes, which tends to break in the stagnant pools of water we have after some of the heavier rain showers. Their efforts work, but it stinks up the place and enters into every conceivable little orifice.
Snippets
I snapped a picture of those cocktails we keep on going for at Atmosphere, but of course the quality of the pictures is vastly inferior to the product. The next pic is of Cara posing for this Covergirl thingum they’re doing at Blue Note, at STAR – they tart up the girls, make them look H.O.T. and then snap their pics (obviously not with a 1mpx camera phone). The picture far right illustrates why bookstores are my favourite places…
Sapphic Light Fixtures
In closing, this is a lamp in Blue Note. Not sure what it’s supposed to be, but it was clearly designed for turning on… yes, ponder that for a moment.