Sunday, July 30, 2006

BSing about CS

Today I received a letter stating that my degree has been awarded and will be sent to me within 3 weeks. Huzzah! No longer does the school have the potential to screw me out of a degree.

This officially makes me an alumnus, meaning that it'd be immoral for me to use my student ID to get student discounts. $2 off on movies vs. immorality grating on my soul for the rest of my life.

Eh, my soul can take it. It's not like I use the thing. Besides, $9.50 is a lot to pay for a movie.


Blogger Luke said...

I still can't bring myself to pay over $7 for a movie. It's just not justified unless its an epic.

8/10/2006 5:47 PM  

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Saturday, July 22, 2006


Today I was Charles McGee of Irvine, CA. I've never met Charles McGee of Irvine, CA, nor do I know how good a job of impersonating him I did. I was also Albert Rielly for about 2 hours, who I did meet. I didn't do a very good job of impersonating him. More on that below.

As you are all aware, this weekend was Comic-Con, the world's largest comic book convention. Since I live down here, it seemed logical that I go. It's not like I have anything else to do.

I should've guessed today'd be kinda different when I got to the Coaster station to get down to Comic-Con. Today was one of those days when the public transportation schedule coincided with my own, so I took advantage of it. When I got to the station, this guy asked me if I was paying cash for my ticket and if I wanted to buy his spare ticket. I did, and it saved me a buck.

I got to the convention center and noticed the huge motherfucking line. This did not make me happy, as I didn't really feel like standing in a line all day. After standing in line for about an hour and a half, one of the staff announced that they were at capacity and were only letting people in as others left. I continued standing in line since I didn't have anything else to do. After all, I had to wait for the train anyways.

About a half hour after that, someone approached me, telling me he had an extra pass to get in. I kind of scoffed at him, thinking he was going to try to sell it to me, like someone did about 15 minutes prior. That would have been the normal thing to do. Not today. The guy said he'd let me borrow a badge to get me in, for free, if I'd take a picture of a friend of his with Matt Groening. I pondered this for a bit. It seemed like a very weird request and too good to be true. But I went along with it, mostly because he wasn't wanting to charge me for the badge and because he was trusting me to uphold my end of the bargain. So I agreed to his terms, and in we went. Saved me $30 and at least an hour of time.

I talked him into letting me keep the badge until I took the picture. I needed it to freely move between floors, which I wanted to do. I headed over to the Questionable Content booth and bought a shirt from Jeph. I figured that his comic's enhanced my life enough that he should be monetarily compensated for it. Plus I like his shirts. I bought the Teh one, so now I can walk around looking like Marten. I know Jeph's written that he doesn't look or act like Marten in his strip, but I guess I just expected Jeph to look like him. He doesn't; not even close.

At 3, I went over to where I needed to take the pictures, the guy gave me a badge I could keep for the rest of the day, I took the pictures, and away I went for the rest of the day.

I'm still blown away at the size of this thing. I walked around for like 5 hours in large circles around the center and still had trouble seeing the same thing twice. Amazing. Next year I might have to actually plan to see something.

Oh, and I found Jesus today. Turns out he's really into cons. But even though I found Jesus today, I got Saved on Wednesday. I highly recommend it.

Anyways, fun times. I'll post pictures as I get around to it.


Anonymous Will said...

So what kind of comics are at the Comic Con? Was it like Marvel/DC comics, or newspaper style Far Side/Calvin and Hobbes type comics?

7/24/2006 6:33 AM  
Blogger Aaron *@ said...

They had both, though between those 2, they mostly had comic books. But that's not all they have. They also have people who do webcomics, people who do TV animation and web animation, they have video game booths and movie booths, anime and manga, actors from TV shows and movies. One guy I talked to on the way to the convention center called it a "convention of geek culture", which is a lot more accurate than limiting it to comics.

7/24/2006 9:00 AM  
Blogger Joseph said...

Had I known you were there, I would have called you.
Check out my LJ for the post on what I did.
Needless to say, it was hella fun, and it sounded like you had fun as well.

7/25/2006 11:42 AM  

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Sunday, July 09, 2006

Fresh Dose of Art

I visited MoPA today as it's been a year since I went last. Some thoughts:

I wonder how long my Cal Poly student ID will get me the student discount on things. My guess is as long as I look like a student. Probably'll require some fast talking once I reach age 25ish, which means I have a touch over 3 years to come up with a story that'll get me the discount.

I am constantly amazed at how good an eye for composition some people have. Not only that, but the ability for photographers to evoke emotion though their's humbling. My pathetic attempts don't even compare to utter perfection like this and these (number 10 in particular). Someday maybe one tenth that good, but not even close yet.

One of the exhibits showcased some of the first 35mm photos ever taken and discussed the significance of 35mm film. Prior to that, photos were taken with bulky cameras that used slow, large negatives. 35mm was portable, freeing photographers from the bulk and allowing them to more easily capture events as they occurred. I think digital photography's going to be seen as a step up as big as the one to 35mm film was. 35mm, though great for capturing moments as they occur, still requires the film to be developed before the images can be seen by the world. Such a delay does not exist in digital photography, as photos can be published as quickly as the photographer can get to a computer with an Internet connection (an easier proposition than finding a photo lab, especially for a professional photographer). I look forward to someday seeing a Shooting in Digital: The First Digital Photographs exhibit.

I think the reason I don't appreciate painting is because I don't paint. Because I don't paint or draw, I don't know the skill involved in the works created by the great painters, nor do I know how to differentiate that skill from that of mediocre painters. With very few exceptions, all paintings look the same to me. On the other hand, I take pictures and know the limitations of the medium. I know how hard it is to compose a shot and properly expose it while trying to keep the subject from moving and ruining the composition. And because I know the limitations and difficulty involved, I can tell and appreciate when someone succeeds.

OK, enough rambling from me. Back to world of programmatic art tomorrow.


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Wednesday, July 05, 2006

On Moving (Or the Process By Which My Life Was Condensed Into A UHaul Trailer)

I hate moving over long distances. A lot. Yes, I know some of you have moved a lot more than I have, but that doesn't mean I can't complain about it when I have to go through it, nor does it mean I can't dislike it.

That's my life up there, stuffed into a UHaul trailer. Pretty much everything I own is there. I always find moving a bit humbling, as it's kind of weird to see all of one's possessions stuffed into a confined space. Of course, getting those possessions into that confined space is a huge pain in the ass, the process I will now relay to you all.

On the 14th, the three of us headed over to the Hanford UHaul place to pick up the trailer we reserved. We took it back to the apartment and began the process of loading my shit into it. It was an unpleasant all day process. Even though all my stuff was in the garage, it still wasn't fun. In particular, the couch and dresser were the most complicated things to move. But we eventually got it all packed up and ready to go for the drive the following day.

The drive was...different. I'd only driven a UHaul trailer (or any trailer, for that matter) a short distance. Driving one for 7 hours and on a major highway is a whole different beast. In particular, I discovered that at 70 mph, a UHaul trailer will swerve like crazy, causing the back of my truck to start sliding out from behind me. If you're unsure of what I'm talking about, imagine you took a turn too fast, your tires lost traction, and you started to slide sideways. My truck did that anytime I went over 70. When this happens, the only thing you can do is let your foot off the gas and hold that steering wheel as straight as humanly possible.

I discovered this as I was passing a big rig on the 56. Scared the shit out of me. The last thing one wants to be when passing a big rig is out of control. Images of somehow ending up under the big rig filled my head, and finally passing the big rig left me breathing heavy sighs of relief for some time afterward.

The second time it happened, I was trying to change lanes on the 15 and noticed a car in my rear view mirror. I was halfway done with the lane change and darted back to my lane. Big mistake. Slow and controlled is the name of the game when towing a trailer. The last thing you want to do is make a sudden movement. The trailer started swerving, more violently than it had before, and I was again left breathing heavily afterward. But I made it safe and sound.

Moving was uneventful. At this point, I've been living down here for a couple weeks and am pleased with my living arrangements. Much nicer place than Mustang, with a much friendlier and more competent staff.

Part 3 of this series, On Working, will be written when I get around to it.


Anonymous smanoli said...

yes, moving can suck. But aren't you glad you had some practice driving a trailer before attempting a 7hr drive on the highway. :)

7/09/2006 12:49 AM  

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