Lovely light out this morning. I shoot in the morning so seldom now. It seems to take such an effort to get up before light on days I am not working. When I am, there is no time. But she was sitting on my dash and looked so lovely in the light.
I had only one day free to see San Fransisco, so I chose to use it walking along the coast from Sutro Heights to the Marina. I spent the day largely photographing flowers. This is an invasive species of Carpobrotus on the Pacific coast, but it’s so pretty. I saw whales that day, too.
You know how you have these friends and they are apparently out in the world doing interesting things but you don’t know exactly how interesting they are because maybe you are a bad friend and you don’t really pay attention when your friends talk about their projects? Yeah… that’s not me. I’d never do that!
So I was not at all surprised to learn that my good friend Ted whose wife I adore and whose swimming pool I have drunk margaritas in and with whom I have had countless Doctor Who and HP Lovecraft conversations is an acclaimed creator of wargame boardgames. He’s even won awards. I totally knew that, sure I did!
And I was even less taken aback to see that Drive on Moscow, the ‘thing’ he worked on over this past summer, was just released as an iPad app by Shenandoah Studios in the past few weeks. Exciting!
If you are interested in this type of game (historical, war-related), I would highly suggest checking it out, and if you give him any feedback, but sure to tell him that his good friend S., who knows everything about what he does because she’s a supergreat listener, sent you.
So I am staying in Vegas for work. This is not my town. There is not much on the television to watch click click click… then, before me I see such a spectacle. He was wearing six inch transparent platforms. Not much shocks me, but this guy was pretty impressive.
We saw Hob at the Bay Area Renaissance Festival (Tampa) last year. As ren-fairs have almost nothing to do with the Renaissance, I have a deep appreciation for Hob’s belting-loud, crass covers of 70’s glam and punk asking for money to not sing. This guy is the best thing that ever happened to a ren-fair. http://hobthetroll.com/