Damn, that trip was a long time ago. My brother, my first wife Linda, our friend Jimi and I all went to Chicago for the day. We flew out on the first plane in the morning and came back on the last red eye that day. It was a blast. Too bad I don't remember exactly when we went. I'm guessing it was between 1989 and 1991.
Yesterday I started the evening with a box that contained a very dirty clock movement. I ended the evening with a box of parts that are cleaner and hope to one day put back together. I say cleaner because we used some solvent to remove the old oil, grease and grime from the works. There is still plenty of dirt left that will be taken off next time when I get to use the ultrasonic cleaner.
And now a bit of advice given to us in class yesterday:
Ten Commandments for the Clockmaker
- Thou shall let down mainspring power before disassembling movment.
- Thou shalt not prickpunch pivot holes.
- Thou shalt not splice broken mainsprings.
- Thou shall be frugal when lubricating pivots.
- Thou shall be generous when lubricating mainsprings.
- Thou shalt not oil teeth or pinions.
- Thou shal peg all pivot holes.
- Thou shalt not allow hammers to rise during warning.
- Thou shall examine click rivets.
- Thou shalt not call a dial a face.
Therefore was I created with a stubborn outside, with an aspect of iron, that when I come to woo ladies I fright them. But, in faith, Kate, the elder I wax, the better I shall appear: my comfort is, that old age, that in layer-up of beauty, can do no more spoil upon my face; thou hast me, if thou hast me, at the worst; and thou shalt wear me, if thou wear me, better and better.
I’ve always loved this speech in Shakespeare’s Henry V. I’ve never felt very attractive. I don’t think I’m ugly, I’m just not the boy that the girls sigh over. As I’ve gotten older I have felt that I was growing into my look. I don’t mind the grey hair as it gives me a character and definition that looks good.
Just a few moments ago I looked in the mirror and enjoyed the face looking back at me. This picture I took on my phone doesn’t look as good, but here’s a shot for the rest of you to enjoy my good looks. ;)
While waking from parking to the Winter Beer Fest, shadowmatt and I came across this sign when we were about to cross the street. With a bit of curiosity I pushed the button. The light changed but we didn't get what the sign promised...
Oh, and I guess it might be snowing out there... This picture was taken before the beer was flowing or the snow was falling.
As we all know I like to trade postcards with friends and new people via PostCrossing. I also have printed my own cards from photos I’ve taken. I have used two different services now and here are my thoughts about each of them. I would love to hear about anyone having experience with any other postcard printing service.
My first cards were printed at Vista Print (VP). With VP you upload a photo to their web service. Select a pre-made template or edit your own. Pick a quantity and make a payment. The post cards start at $24.99 for 100 cards or about $0.25 each. My order arrived quickly and without any problems. VP only supported one picture for the batch of cards and I chose the popular snowplow that I took in Alaska.
The next set of cards I printed via Moo. Instead of uploading photos Moo allowed me to chose photos from my Flickr account. Moo supports more than one photo per batch so I chose four (1, 2, 3 and 4) photos. Moo also has a selection of templates for the back and the one I picked included my userpic from Flickr. The cards from Moo are $19.99 for 20 cards or about $1.00 each. My order took a bit longer to arrive but it wasn’t a huge delay and they included some nice bonuses in the package.
While both companies had quality product I like the cards from Moo more. The stock is a bit heaver and the cards feel like they could handle abuse from the postal system better. Neither company prints standard sized postcards (4” x 6”). They were too short in one direction and too long in the other. This isn’t a huge deal because very few of the postcards I’ve collected fit in standard sleeves or pages. The front of both cards is nice and glossy. The back of the Moo cards has a better writing surface. I had fewer problems with smeared ink.
VP certainly wins in price. $1 each isn’t a huge amount for a custom postcards. It just looks like it next to $0.25 each from VP.
Moo has a much nicer UI. Using photos from my Flickr account meant I didn’t having to convert and upload photos before creating my cards. The ability to use more than one photo for a batch of cards was also a plus. I was able to pick one photo that included hollyqueen and I that I sent to family members. The rest of the cards are great for trading. Moo also offers a lot more options than just postcards. They offer mini cards, sticker books, note cards and greeting cards.
In the future I plan on ordering from both Moo and Vista Print. I’ll use VP for the bulk of the cards I want to trade since that will only cost $1.15 after you add $0.90 for international postage. Moo will get orders for small sets of cards that wouldn’t make sense to the general trader. For example the card that has a picture of us doesn’t mean much if you don’t know us.
Yesterday hollyqueen and I booked rooms and bought our memberships for Norwescon 31. Coincidentally we received the "PR Alpha Report" in the mail for the con. These events are pretty mundane. It's what happened later that I find amusing.
You see I was sitting on the couch and playing a well deserved round of Guitar Hero 3 when hollyqueen says "I didn't know Naomi Novik was black." "She's not," I replied. As one of my favorite authors I've friended her LJ (naominovik) and browsed around her website a bit. So I opened my copy of the report to page 9 and the face that's smiling at me isn't the same one I see on Naomi's website. I'm pretty sure that the picture is of Andrea Hairston. Whoops.
I should add that I really don't care about the race of Naomi, Andrea or anyone else. Naomi can be as black as she wants if that makes her happy. I like the system we used in boot camp where everyone is green. Some are lighter green and some are darker but we're all slogging through the same crap together.