Delicious, purple crack. OSCON speaker lounge for the win!
My Grumps, my mom’s father, loved photography (it runs on both sides of the family: Grandpa, my Dad’s dad did too). He had a series of cameras, most of which I’ve now ended up with, from old Brownies to Kodaks to Polaroids. Apparently he took mostly slide film, as I ended up with *hundreds* and *hundreds* of slides, mostly Kodachrome (gives you those nice, bright colors).
Some of the slides, though, were a type I’d never seen before: stereo slides! I knew they existed, but I’d only seen them in commercial format; I hadn’t realized that home photographers could take them. Well, take them they could, and Grumps did, with what I assume must have been a Stereo Realist camera (sadly, the camera has not yet turned up).
I ended up with 30ish boxes of stereo slides, so perhaps 200-300 images total. I’m having them scanned, some in 2D (the ones that are “meh” in quality) and some in 3D (to Blu-Ray, for the ones for which the 3Dness would be worth it, according to the company that is doing it for me).
I’ve gotten back the first batch of 2D ones — check it out:
The other night at Chick-fil-a there was a guy who was standing at the menu board taking orders via an iPad (I suppose their intercom was ka-busted). When I pulled up I said:
me: “[kkrkrssshhh] Okay, now you do your part. [kkrkrssshhh]”
him: [quizzical look]
me: “[kkrkrssshhh] Now you say, ‘[kkrkrssshhh] Welcome to Chick-fil-a. May I take your order? [kkrkrssshhh]’.”
him: [light dawns]”[kkrkrssshhh] Welcome to Chick-fil-a. May I take your order? [kkrkrssshhh]”
me: “[kkrkrssshhh] Yes, I’d like a number one combo with no pickle, please, with a diet caffeine-free coke… [kkrkrssshhh]” (etc.)
Once he got the game he played along, and as I drove away he was grinning, so I either amused him or he thought I was a complete nut. (Or both.)
A large part of last fall and bits of this spring were spent going to universities and talking to instructors and their students about open source: how it works. what career opportunities look like, how to get involved in open source, etc. I have loved doing this, as I really do think open source is, in many ways, magic.
I especially love it when I get a chance to talk to young women and am able to pass along whatever (small amount) of wisdom I accumulated being a female in a mostly male-dominated field (the web and IT).
Back in January, I (along with one of my Red Hat co-workers, Cas Roberts) had the opportunity to go to Seattle for the University of Washington’s Society of Women in Engineering Career Fair and award dinner. As part of that trip, I arranged to have an (early) breakfast with anyone who was interested in hearing more about Red Hat.
I honestly didn’t figure more than one or two women would show up, as it was at 8:30 on a school morning and would probably either conflict with class or, more importantly, sleep. I was pleasantly surprised when 13 women turned up and spoke with us for more than an hour.
All good, all satisfying, all worthwhile.
Then, a few weeks ago, I received an email from one of the women who attended the breakfast, asking *my opinion* on her course choices for next year.
Now that made me feel like I have really had the opportunity to make a difference.
…Adrian and I like unusual musical time signatures. I was *delighted* (which, thankfully, happens pretty easily) when Jacintha and I were at Dave Matthews and I heard a song that I was *sure* was in a weird time signature.
Well, it turns out the song is called “Seven” and is in 7/8 — and here’s an article about it in Drum Magazine.