so guess what?
you guessed it! Thailand’s King Bhumibol Adulyadej is throwing a birthday party for himself here in Chicago! why is he doing this? i’m not too sure. i think he’s here to talk the Department of Health into resurrecting River Kwai because i’ve gone far too long without a decent bowl of pad see yew and a soup container full of Thai iced tea, but i’ve been wrong before. and hurt. so many times.
anyway, a friend who works for a local internet television station (i’m still not really sure how that works) told me that they were looking for a freelance videographer to film the good king’s shindig. i named my price and seemed to be well on my way to a pretty good gig and a reason to go out on Saturday night.
then, out of NOWHERE, i get hideously undercut by some idiot who offered to do it for babysitting money. and he’s not even from Chicago; he’s from one of the neighboring states–i don’t know which one, but it’s now the crappiest one–and he’s driving in for the job!
believe me, he’s not doing anybody any favors by working for cheap, least of all himself. i hope he realizes that. i also hope he develops a rare fungal infection that can only be cured by being rolled about in feces and then locked in a small room with an angry gorilla.
the biggest problem with these sorts of jobs these days is that the necessary equipment is far too accessible and it floods the market with part-time amateurs who are willing to work for dirt, forcing the rest of us to lower our rates and our standards. hopefully this will end once employers realize that they’re getting what they pay for so let’s hope and pray for that day’s swift arrival.
and let’s cheer for that gorilla, too.
well, i finally got around to properly identifying my Rolleicord after having owned it for more than two years. it’s a Rolleicord IIc Model 4, one of 16,000 units manufactured between early 1939 and late 1949 according to RolleiClub.com. at no less than 58 years old, it’s the oldest camera in my collection and being medium format, it also has the highest quality output.
unfortunately, i’ve only been able to put a single roll of 120 through it with less than stellar results which is completely and entirely my fault.
the sun just set a few minutes ago. did i mention that it’s 4:30pm right now? 4! 30! p! m!
my most unpleasant nightmares always involve horrible things interrupting something i enjoy. sometimes i get knifed while i’m taking photos, sometimes my friends and i are running for our lives, and sometimes i’m being chased by a lion while driving on the highway.
according to Autoblog, Toyota has built a crazy driving simulator by placing an actual car into a big moving spherical chamber whose interior is completely lined with screens. a simulator of this calibre completely destroys the Gran Turismo games and even puts the Chicago Auto Show Subaru rally machines to shame.
it probably costs more money than God but good heavens, do i want one.
the highway authority should really consider having a faster speed limit at night because 55 mph on an empty highway in the middle of the night is borderline ridiculous and largely unnecessary.
dawn: go to bed
ivan: i still have to post
ivan: you wanna write something for me?
ivan: whatever you want
dawn: ‘some day, i will find a girl to watch “the notebook” and/or “a walk to remember” with me’
ivan: what the!
dawn: u asked
dawn: u better put it up!!
dawn: or else i’ll be sooo sad
i bring fried chicken to potlucks because i want to.
turkey is overrated but Thanksgiving is okay.
well, i just inadvertently killed the television. i ran a VGA cable from the TV to a laptop but when i switched the display output, nothing went through and a “NO SIGNAL” error message appeared for a few seconds before the television shut off for good. stupid!