Month: October 2016

Did I say something in the last post about taking my obsessions and doubling down on them?

I made a second PGO user and as of 16 hours later it’s at level 8. And a diff team than my main player.

On the walk this morning I realized why stop at two players? Why not a smurf of each team? If I can get them up to level 8 in less than a day…

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Double down.

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Fovi8 backend is going to go through a major testing phase when this writing session ends. New photos from a variety of users, entered into a contest, judged, and stats calc’d.

Major advances.

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Photographed a singer yesterday who has left the neighborhood meetings. He was still very raw over it, releasing a very emotional album that really puts himself out there.

Courageous, and at the same time I’m sure it will upset many of his fans still in the neighborhood.

He got choked up talking about parts of it, as he still hasn’t figured out what will replace the neighborhood in his life.

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A friend from the neighborhood: “I was wondering if you’d mind if we could grab some lunch or dinner this week someplace. i was hoping we could chat about where you are in relation to (neighborhood). I really miss seeing seeing (sic) you and your family there and know you’ve told me a little aboiut what’s going on but I wanted to just talk and get a better sense of it all if you don’t mind. If it’s too personal I understand and this isn’t like some well thought out discussion with an agenda. I honestly just think there are things you have to offer those (neighborhood) and vice versa.”

We had that dinner the other night.

My thoughts are, it’s interesting how the more progressive and open-minded people are curtailing their neighborhood involvement. This means the neighborhood meetings get less and less open minded.

The time we previously spent in the neighborhood meetings is now spent walking seven miles in City Creek Canyon together. It is breathtaking, and I am madly in love with L, 27 years on.

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The other day we had my little nephew over for the day. I tried to find kure kure takora on youtube, but it wasn’t there. So I found the greatest show for a little boy – MXC.

He was laughing at the people falling into the mud and getting crushed by giant boulders. I was laughing at the double entendre’s that give the show the added edge.

Then my other nephew showed up, who’s a teenager. And he laughed at the people falling into mud as well as the double entendre’s.

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Yesterday I published the ninth custom-design article for the main client.

Lots of thoughts on this, lots of frustration at the slow pace of improvement there.

The office is a place of silence, some of m

Focusing on the work. Photographing two soccer games today. Will be a good day to clear the mind.

P-GO – still playing, level 28. It seems to give me, I mean I’m doing so many things at once right now and pushing myself mentally. P-GO keeps the wheels spinning.

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Been building the back end of Fovi8, and it’s going to be killer. It’s the fifth time I’ve built the concept and the programming is better than ever, cleaner code, faster system, APIs, etc. Very excited to be coming to the end of the process and move into the next phase.

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Work is all about the philosophy WWJD? And it ain’t about Jesus, it’s about putting the focus on producing great photographs and getting them in faster and at higher quality than anyone else.

Sent a bunch from my phone from an assignment the other day, even with the knowledge that no one in the office was in any position to receive them, and the writer on the story would probably not have a story in until 4pm or so. Still, I was sending ready-to-publish images out of the D4 as the event was happening. Want to continue that all the time.

You’ve got to push yourself, and that’s been my thing this year. Oh, I’m getting overwhelmed with images out of the Narrative Clip that’s taking a shot every 30 seconds? The solution was obvious – triple the amount of photos it’s taking by lowering the interval to every 10 seconds.

Flood the system.

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Watched the third Presidential debate this morning, on youtube playing at 1.5x speed.

What a bizarre place we’ve all come to, where we yell at each other with such hatred and spite. It used to be all under the surface, and now people just throw it out there.

On my walk I found a sticker posted close to the ground (dog level) with Donald Trump’s face and the words “Please Pee on Me.”

Brilliant sticker work. **Not expressing an opinion on Trump**

Go through my posts and there is a long tradition of photographing street art of various positions, various statements, etc.

It’s about making a visual record of the world.

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Lately I feel like I’m living in the movie Groundhog Day. Every day seems the same, with the morning routine, the dog walk, working on code, photography, watching a show with my love.

It’s a great thing, and I go to sleep every night looking forward to it starting all over again. My love and I are alone in the house, having raised two of the most amazing children the world has ever known. We are so proud, and lucky to call them both dear friends.

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And I always come back to the thought of these writings here in the Daybook. The thought of posting them, the pros and cons of such action.

I think as of today they will continue to remain offline.

The way the world is, with such a capacity for hate and shame and derision, I don’t see posting these at this point.

But I realize that eventually I will succumb and they will be out there.

Of course, there is no loss in delaying that action. This is for me not you.

This weekend is when the twice-yearly neighborhood meetings take place. They kicked off last weekend with a women-only event, where one speaker posited the idea that people in the neighborhood are being too sensitive to those with same-sex attraction, those who aren’t married, those who can’t have children.

It was nearly a year ago that the neighborhood organization came out with a hateful policy toward the LGBT community and their children.

I’ve rarely been prouder of my family – the four of us – than in our unity on this issue. Tolerance, love, understanding, hope.