Re: upsets, I'm just curious—did anyone wake up this morning surprised at who won the Superbowl, having turned the game off last night when Atlanta was ahead by about a hundred and fifty points? Just wondering.
Fox streamed the game for free online, so I got to watch it. It was surprisingly nice to have occasional short quiet breaks in the time slots reserved for local ads. And it was a bit disconcerting to reconnect with television culture after two and a half years away...but I leave that entertaining diatribe for another time.
Personally, I found the game itself hard to watch. Granted, it must have been absolutely magic for Patriots fans, but then, they weren't exactly deprived of happy moments to begin with. I found my sympathies going more to the stunned fans of Atlanta. It's tough to watch a good bunch of guys who should have won have to lose like that. And after last November I doubt I'm ever going to enjoy a last-minute upset again.
I get that we all have to acknowledge Tim Brady as the best quarterback ever in history, but I can't get excited about it personally. (He's not a Packer.) I don't like dynasties. (Except if it's the Packers.) I consider dynasties a symptom of imbalances in power. (Not if it's the Packers.) Would you celebrate when Walgreens puts yet another local pharmacy out of business? Boston's total against Atlanta in National titles in the four major team sports is 36-1.
Imagine Jerry Seinfeld saying "Newman":
(But all right—congratulations, New England fans.)
Re the "Revenge of Analog" post, and speaking of small businesses, Richard Halliburton said he was in Berkeley the other day and saw "a relatively new store called the 'Center for Anachronistic Media.' They sell books and vinyl records (but not film)."
Made me laugh. What a great concept. If that was my store I'd not only add film and board games, but I'd lay in some stone lithography and copperplate etching supplies just for appearances. And a few typewriters! And a selection of turntables. And hey, why not fountain pens? Or quill pens?
Man, that's an idea they could expand on. Funny. Very clever name for a bookstore.
Re: Miatas (Mazda MX-5's), Dave Kee writes, "As a really old (75), bearded, 2007 NC Miata owner the most interesting thing about it is that the longer I have driven it the faster and harder I drive it. Maybe the closer you are to death the less you fear it."
First of all, Dave, you're not that old—you're in the middle of old age, not at the upper end of it. TOP's Honorary Official Oldest Reader is Herman Krieger, born 1926, a fine documentary photographer and an extremely bad punster. "Bad" when it comes to puns is of course a compliment—if you can call it that. (For example, the picture above is called "Angus Dei"!) And Herman's going strong—perhaps puns, like George Burns's cigars, extend lifespan. And hey, Dave, be grateful you don't own that Ferrari I mentioned—that's what could kill you (turn the sound down if you're at work; there's some NSFW language). A Miata is floggable, but forgiving.
Don't forget, though, that the worst drivers are 16–21 year olds, and the second-worst drivers are people in the last five years of their lives. It's just tough to know when you enter that second category. Don't be reckless, and be wreckless.
(How did I do, Herman?)
Re: America, I don't mean to scold, but I wish our British friends (we have a lot of you here, as TOP is disproportionately popular in the UK) would get over what appears to be a little meme going around Britain like a head cold. "America" is short for "The United States of America," and it is not short for "North America." An "American" person or thing is a person or thing from or pertaining to the United States of America. Canadians are not Americans. Mexicans are not Americans. (Unless they've emigrated from Mexico to America, in which case they are Mexican-Americans.) There's no country called Canada of America and no country called Mexico of America. Also, there's no continent called America. If you mean "North America" you need to specify that. America is one and only one particular country in North America. Saying "Canada is another country in America" is an error akin in degree to an American saying Ireland is a country over in England.
If you consider that confusing, remember that the whole business about names in the British Isles is a bit sticky for us to keep sorted too!
Re: film, AKA "analog" in colloquial terminology, I think I might shoot a little. I think the last time I did so was about five years ago. But I have a turntable and a decent little collection of records, and I would say that at least 1% and as much as 3% of my music-listening is vinyl. I like everything about vinyl, from my current restored mid-fi 1970s turntable (there are a lot of guys out there who restore old turntables) to the tone controls on the McIntosh to my antique DJ cartridges, and it makes a nice complement to my normal system (which uses mostly AAC and AIFF files and can be seen here). It's antiquarianism, yes. But there's nothing wrong with that. Although vinyl accounts for a small percentage of my listening time, it amplifies and enriches my music-listening life in a nice way. I find it fun. What's wrong with that?
I should break one of the old film cameras out and run a roll through it. If I did that a few times a year it might account for only 1–3% of my shooting, but it might amplify and enrich my experience of photography, the same way vinyl does with music.
Re: what else I did over the weekend, I spent the whole weekend revising my old book The Empirical Photographer. It's now being offered, used, for up to $214.24 on Amazon, which is ridiculous as you can still buy it new on Lulu for $25.96 (it sells at the rate of about one every two months).
That's the old, first edition version of the book. The new second edition I've been working on is cleaned up a bit (best use of Siri in Mac OS: asking her how to spell things) and has a few more chapters added. I ended up deciding I didn't want to add a lot to it because makes more sense to prepare a whole new collection of more recent articles. I'm just going to send the PDF of the Second Edition of The Empirical Photographer for free to my 153 Patreon supporters (and any other supporters who want one), to say thanks.
I don't like everything in The Empirical Photographer any more, and I'm very tempted to take some stuff out. It does contain the three best things I ever wrote, at least, and I added the photo essay from Black & White Photography magazine about raising my son Xander.
I wish I had more time for writing. I'd love to be a writer. I'm too dang busy writing! :-)
Cheers. Try not to let anyone upset you today.
(Thanks to Herman, Dave, Richard and others)
ADDENDUM: Oops! It's TOM Bradey, of course, not "Tim" Bradey. Stupid. Everyone knows that.
ADDENDUM #2: Dagnabbit...I've been told I spelled the last name of the NFL's best quarterback incorrectly. I can't believe I would do that, because I know full well how it's spelled, but here's a correction anyway...it's R-o-d-g-e-r-s, with a "d," not "Rogers."
I hope that's the last mistake today!
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Eric Rose: "Maybe time management is your issue. Kirk Tuck seems to have time for a very busy pro photography business, new posts to his great blog and authoring several books."
Mike replies: True, but then everyone's different. Any pro photographer almost by definition has more energy than the average bear; I'm even convinced that some professionals go into professional photography because they have tons of energy and lesser jobs won't soak enough of it up. By contrast, my idea of a nice day would be to spend some time thinking, then go read for a while, then rest up from those exertions by taking a nap.
...But seriously, the real issue is "writing energy." In that, too, people are very different. You can hold up the collected works of J.D. Salinger in one hand, whereas Wikipedia credits a fellow called Edwy S. Brooks with more than 800 published works between 1907 and 1966. Barbara Cartland is in The Guinness book of World Records for writing the most novels in a single year—23—whereas Margaret Mitchell, author of Gone With the Wind, published only that one book in her lifetime. (A few bits of ephemera were published posthumously.) This is what the collected works of Longfellow looks like...
...And a lot of that is poetry, mind...whereas Dr. Seuss's longest book uses only 236 discrete words, 221 of which have one syllable. Thanks to repetition, that book, The Cat in the Hat, is 1,629 words long. Today's post, above, is 1,231 words long (although it's not as clever and nothing rhymes).
Me, I'm slow; but, at my best, and within my narrow range, I can be good.
And it took me 27 minutes to craft this response to your comment. There are only 18 blocks of time that long in an eight-hour working day.
Not including lunch. Or a nap. :-)
emptyspaces: "I lost my faith in the third quarter (right about when superfan Mark Wahlberg was videotaped leaving the game because...uh...his kid was sick. Yeah, that's it). I was sitting with my two daughters thinking, 'You know, we have it pretty good, so we're getting stomped in the Super Bowl. May as well just accept it and have fun with them.' And then, OMG....
"I have been a fan since I was a kid when they sucked. I have been to their crummy old stadium. My cousin works for the team. Yet I still feel the need to explain myself when asked who my team is. Watching Tommy Brady mount that comeback at an age when Marino, Kelly, and Montana were all retired, and in a year he was railroaded by our dim bulb of a commissioner, was especially sweet."
Michael: "Too damned busy writing to do some writing? Amen, brother. Today I have handcrafted several ticklish emails, a ticklish request, and a carefully judicious report which will probably be of no use to anyone. Oh yes, and this comment. Any writing done? No. All my sympathy, Mike. Now to do some writing...."
Yvonne Cunnington: "This Canadian appreciates you clearing up the America confusion. You are absolutely correct: Saying 'Canada is another country in America' is an error akin in degree to an American saying Ireland is a country over in England. And you know how well that would go over."
Dave Kee: "Wow, I made the front page. Makes me want to share this shot of the 'death' machine. Nikon D90 with Sigma 10–20mm. Could not force myself to hang a front plate on it, so I am illegal here in Illinois."