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There we were; watching the news at 8 in the morning, still trying desperately to get over a slight jetlag. A story came on stating snow has covered most of New York city in a thick blanket.
"New York City?" I said. "We're in New York City!"
"Wow" my girlfriend exclaimed as she drew back the curtains and peered out into the hotel lightwell offering us our only glimmer of daylight. The weather channel was right for once. It was snowing.
Times Square was a quick minute walk away and I managed to skip across the road and wait patiently for an abundance of yellow cabs to come my way. This photo was taken a few times, all with different traffic stages and compositions. I picked this one as a favourite as the cars on the right and the snow covered planting on the left helped to draw my eye to the centre; one huge collaboration of advertising and architecture.
After recovering from my jetlag, I decided to take a couple of photos of my Smartdoll Mirai whom I picked up in Tokyo.
She is truly an amazing doll. I love how well she poses. Her outfit is incredibly well made.
Snowstorm Hercules has finally passed! My jetlag led me to sleeping at 5:30 am, and waking up at 2 pm. oops. Can't believe my mom let me sleep in. But here we are, and I went out and took my camera with me while I walked around (my face almost froze off) and I took this!!
Happy snowstorm day everyone!!
YaY! Here's Mia! *drooling* (but not on the doll).
I have wanted her for so long and I am so excited to have her home now. She came to me in mint condition but with a broken hand. It's all better now and likely she'll get an obitsu soon.
I hope you enjoy her pics!
Well, you know what the say about the best made plans...
I'm back in the Captains chair of the USS Home Computer after two weeks on the West Coast of Canada, specifically Vancouver, BC. To the surprise of nobody, at least nobody that knows me, I returned with many new friends for Nat, most of which I literally purchased within 2 hours of landing in Vancouver. Now, my original intent was that with the powers of jetlag on my side, that I'd wake up at an ungodly time despite trying to sleep late, so I'd have to time at least do the photography for many of the purchases I would eventually end up with. Well.. I got the sleeping part down pat, but not so much the free time part. So welcome to the first, and only, photo session taken at the Sunset Inn and Suites.
It's a shame too, because the ample room means I could have really gotten some nice stuff when it comes to shadows and all that. Still, I suppose one figure is better than none, and she's a doozy.
Presenting the 1/8 scale Darkstalkers Felicia statue by Organic, released AALLLLLL the way back in 2007.
Now for you youngin's, you may not have heard of Darkstalkers, or at most, may have heard bits and pieces of the information, thanks to one lovely Succubus by the name of Morrigan, who still features prominently in the Marvel Vs. Capcom series. Or would be, if Marvel Vs. Capcom Infinite hadn't killed the buzz due to the lacklustre roster of no X-Men.
Darkstalkers was one of the series that debuted in the 1990s, made of course by Capcom. Characters in the game were stylized representations of various monsters, with the game featuring incredible hand drawn artwork which was incredibly animated. So well animated, in fact, I remember reading somewhere the reason there has been no Darkstalkers entry into the 3D world is because the memory requirements to do the game justice were mindboggling. There are a few fighting game mechanics that Darkstalkers pioneered that are in effect even to this day, with the most famous of which is the Magic Chain, where you can link attacks by going up in strength and generally never repeating the same attack (there are exceptions, of course, but this is a system that works for all characters and not just one or two). Felicia is the resident Catgirl, who works as a Vegas showgirl in order to make it back and support an orphanage (I think it's the one that raised her). The last time I remember seeing here was Marvel Vs. Capcom 3, so I guess that's relatively recent
Anyway, back in 2007, Organic Japan released a 1/6 scale Felicia statue as part of their Vampire Savior line (Vampire Savior being the Japanese equivalent to Darkstalkers) - not sure if the company is still around, or if it got absorbed in to Yamato. I never picked up it as I was never much of a Felicia fan, though apparently the price has gone up to something that is obscene. Well, the good news is mine cost $30, but I've come to realize that she doesn't have her base, though mind you it was a simple white disk, it's still somewhat painful to realize that even buying something like this, I manage to get an incomplete one by accident. But what's done is done, I suppose.
While she doesn't look that big due to her posture, the sheer amount of material used to make her certainly makes Felicia a formidable weapon in combat - she's quite hefty. Being a statue, there's not much to talk about when it comes to articulation, so lets just into the small details.
Felicia is sculpted sitting on the ground with her right hand up in the air and winking at you. The finish on the statue is admittedly crude. There are rough finishes everywhere on the plastic. and there isn't an actual true smooth surface, and some spots of assembly aren't the greatest. Part of that is quality control. Another part of it is the age of the statue itself.. they just didn't care that much back in the day. Due to her pose, she literally has no ass - her entire bottom side is one flat surface - which incidentally, is why I'm saying that the missing base would be just any flat surface, as there have been statues in the past with moulded ass grooves on the base to allow for proper positioning. Paint work is more hit than miss, but the misses.. well, it's glaringly obvious. But, if you take a step back and look at the entire statue, you'll something that makes this piece stand out - character and personality. Like the saying goes, the whole is more than just the sum of its parts
Felicia has a very playful personality, and that is not only reflected in her pose, but also the expression on her face. Some other statues have her eyes more catlke, but that's an artistic thing in my opinion, as I don't remember any source specifically indicating that. Yes, as stated above, the actual paint work could be neater. Another aspect that I feel this statues gets right over the others that have been released is accuracy to the actual character. In Marvel vs. Capcom 3, like with Morrigan, her character model is a bit more slim and trim. In the original Darkstalkers trilogy (and Capcom Fighting Evolution/Marvel vs. Capcom 2, I guess, as it resuses sprites from the aforementioned games), Felicia is a scantily clad, curvaceous catgirl with a giant plume of blue hair and hilariously oversized cartoon paws. Having reviewed the list of other suspects (there aren't that many Felicia statues, so it didn't take too long) it is my opinion that all of them are based on her Vampire Savior/Darkstalkers look, and that of them all, THIS is the one piece that got it actually right. I guess again, it can be argued that each artist is going for a slightly different look based on the pose and action of the figure, but as far as looking like THE Felicia, this, folks, is it.
Finally, and this is probably the most important thing for me, is the detailing. Yes, the fabric detailing and ripples on the various flowing parts is nice, but it pales in comparison to the impressive display of musculature, both on her curves (of course), but also on all her other parts as well - Felicia is one ripped catgirl. Muscles on her calves, ankles, shoulders and ab area are very impressive, but hands down for me it's all about the stupid amount of detail the sculptors put into her back... just look at the thing. Felicia beats out the 1/6 Max Factory Cammy I bought back in the spring, which had some pretty good stuff under Cammy's skin tight outfit, which was no slouch to begin with. About the only thing that I can fault with the statue overall (other than legacy quality issues stated above) it is that for all their effort in detailing muscles and other things that bring the statue to life, they really didn't do a whole lot on her fur covered parts.. maybe some raised textures or something?
So, while not perfect, especially if aesthetic perfection is what you seek, this Felicia statue has what it takes to be THE definitive Felicia piece in your collection.. provided you can find it. I just happened to luck out and literally be in the right place at the right time, all 3,300 km away. Felicia fans, I urge you to keep trying and if you happened to come across a listing for this statue at a price that doesn't make your stomach queasy, do your best to see if you can hash out a deal - it's worth the effort.
The war with the bugs started pretty much from the beginning, but after a sleepless night, constant upkeep and a possible dose of cancer, I have won.
Taken during a jetlag induced early start to Saturday morning on the 26th April 2014, an early stop off an hour before sunrise on the hills of Sausolito overlooking the Golden Gate Bridge and San Francisco, with the changing colours in the sky as the transition from night to day rolled along, with the sun finally breaching the hills in the distance and flooding the bay area with colour.
In late August of 1983, our family took a hastily-planned vacation trip to France and Italy, which began with a few days in Paris to de-jetlag, before renting a car and driving across France, and then down through Italy to Venice.
While in Paris, we went out for some walks through a mostly-empty city, and happened upon this small playground on Blvd. St. Germain. Our sons were relatively young at that point (3 and 6), so they enjoyed the opportunity to bounce around on the little coiled-spring horse seen here.
Over the years, the horse has been replaced, and new things like this children's slide have been added -- but obviously the park is still here....
If you're a family member, you can access this 1983 Flickr photo to see what David and Jamie looked like while they were riding on this same little horse:
www.flickr.com/photos/yourdon/12132945746/in/set-72157640...
This is one of approx 260 photos that I decided were not so bad that I had to delete them and recover every wasted binary bit of storage on my computer disk ... but also not good enough to warrant uploading to Flickr as a "public" photo.
Since Flickr now provides so much storage to us picture-crazed photographers, I've decided to upload all of these "random pix" as restricted "friends and family" photos so that most of the world doesn't have to suffer through them ...
I've cropped and edited these photos, but have not gone to the additional trouble of geo-tagging them ... sorry about that.
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In the spring of 2014, we came to Paris for a week of relaxed vacationing, mostly to wander around and see some old familiar places. It was a “return” trip for both of us, though in my case I think it’s probably been more than 15 years since I was even here on a business trip.
Business trips to any city don’t really count as a “visit” -- since they basically involve flying into a busy airport at night, taking a taxi to a generic business-traveler’s hotel (a Hilton in Paris looks just like a Hilton in Cairo), and then spending several days working in the hotel (if the purpose of the trip was a seminar or computer conference), or at a client’s office (also “generic” in most cases — you can’t even tell what floor you’re on when you get off the elevator, because every floor of “open office” layouts is the same). The trip usually ends in the late afternoon or evening of the final day, with a mad dash back to the airport to catch the last plane home to NYC. Thus, a business trip to Paris is almost indistinguishable from a business trip to Omaha. Or Albany. Or Tokyo.
But I did make a few “personal” visits to Paris in the 1970s and 1980s, so I looked forward to having the chance to walk through some familiar places along the Left Bank. I’m not so interested in museums, monuments, cathedrals, or other “official” tourist spots (but yes, I have been to the Eiffel Tower, just as I’ve been to the Empire State Building in NYC), so you won’t see any photos of those places in this Flickr set.
As a photographer, I now concentrate mostly on people and street scenes. The details of the location don’t matter much to me, though I do try to geotag my photos whenever I can. But for the most part, what you’ll see here are scenes of people and local things in Paris that made me smile as I walked around …
It is the weekend.
And weekends here are mostly given over to football. Saturday its college football, and on Sunday its the NFL. And it would be easy to find a bar and sit there, drinking cheap and crap beer, watching half a dozen screens at the same time. But we're in The Big Easy, we'd better be do something better.
Jetlag is a thing of last week, so we were awake at seven, bright eyed and bushy tailed, and needing breakfast.
It was going to be hot. Damn hot. 86 degrees in the afternoon. Shame then that we had arranged a walking tour, meaning we would be out in the midday and afternoon sun. What could go wrong?
After getting dressed, we walk down Canal to the Palace for breakfast, but it don't open until half ten at weekends. So, back to the hotel for breakfast there, not quite as good, and more expensive, but it is food.
We never will like biscuits and gravy, there is a huge pot of grey-coloured gloop bubbling away. We pass up on that, but links, bacon, homestyle potatoes and eggs over medium were good. And coffee.
We eat in the luxurious surroundings of the Bourbon House, where in twelve hours we would have dinner. But that was later. Much later.
We laze in the room until 11, when we walk through the French Quarter so Jools could find a bead shop. Before then, we ended up watching football on TV. Proper football. Tottenham scored a lucky late equaliser against Watford, and Norwich drew 1-1 against Bournemouth for our first away point of the year.
Yay.
We had arranged a walking tour around the Garden District, with a walk round the local cemetery, but to meet the tour, we had to meet at a place well out of the centre of town. Google suggested it was 1.4 miles. Our feet suggested it was longer.
Starting from the middle of French Quarter, we walk to Canal Street, then over to the start of St Charles Avenue, which if my calculations were correct, we would stay on all the way.
St Charles started off going through the commercial area, past hotels and former banks. It was hot, and there was little shade.
We walk past a blues and bbq festival, which we say we'll visit on the way back, cos if we go now, we'd never leave. One we go, beside a trolley route that was not in use, until we came to a huge roundabout, rotary, with our way straight ahead, under a flyover.
Beyond, two tram tracks lead off, and as we climb past the monument on the rotary, I can see a line of four vintage trams, trolleycars, rattling up the grass covered tracks Quite a sight.
But none going our way.
So, we tighten our belts and walk westward, past the urban sprawl of a modern American city. Soon, the surrounding area gets greener, there was a fine old hotel on the other side. Our destination was at 2800, we were at 1800, a thousand properties to walk by, possibly.
In the end, not so, but we do arrive at Gracious Bakery by half one, all hot and bothered. We sit inside and order a snack, and have an iced drink.
[2/100] I got back from Japan last week, which is a 17 hour time difference, and then I fucked my sleep schedule up by getting sick. So here's a representation of how I've been staying up til 3AM. Yay.
Miss Screenpunk proposed we go to the theatre. I thought it a good idea to distract my mind from faking polaroids and the Bumpy Tshirt Design Contest.
So we went to the Over het IJ Festival in Amsterdam Noord and in an old shiphangar we saw the play Jetlag.
Jetlag is about people who get drunk in a Biergarten and start making lot of drama with each other. After 5 minutes i got lost in the dialogue, but fortunately part of the play was that half naked girls run around on the beertables the publikum was seated at. That gave me something to observe and get me through the play.
After a nice night of sleep to recover from jetlag, we start the serious visit of Paris.
We missed the nice view yesterday but we won't today. The weather is nice so we head straight to the Eiffel Tower.
It's a bit busy but the stairs queue is quite fast. Of course, we won't take the lift, we would miss all the fun.
337 steps and few sweat drops later, we reach the first floor and start appreciating the view.
Few interesting stuff from Wiki:
The Parisian landmark is the tallest structure in Paris and one of the most recognized structures in the world and is named after its designer, engineer Gustave Eiffel (who also participated in the Statue of Liberty designing). 6,719,200 people visited the tower in 2006 and more than 200 millions since its construction. This makes the tower the most visited paid monument in the world per year. Including the 24m (79ft) antenna, the structure is 324m (1,063ft) high, which is equivalent to about 81 levels in a conventional building.
When the tower was completed in 1889 it replaced the Washington Monument as the world's tallest structure - a title it retained until 1930 when New York City's Chrysler Building (319m — 1,047ft tall) was completed.
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Fr:
Après un bonne nuit de sommeil pour recuperer du décalage horaire, nous commençons serieusement la visite de Paris.
Nous avons loupé la belle vue hier, nous n'allons pas la louper aujourd'hui. Le temps est agréable, nous fonçons droit vers la Tour Eiffel.
Il y a un peu de monde mais la queue aux escaliers est rapide. Bien sûr, nous ne prenons pas l'ascenseur, ça ne serait pas drôle.
337 marches et quelques gouttes de sueur plus tard, nous voilà au premier étage et commençons à admirer la vue.
Quelques infos interessantes tirées de Wiki :
Le monument parisien est la plus haute structure de Paris et l'une des structures les plus reconnaissable au monde et est nommé d'après sont ingénieur Gustave Eiffel (qui a aussi participé au design de la Statue de la Liberté). 6.719.200 personnes ont visité la tour en 2006 et plus de 200 millions depuis sa construction. Cela fait de la tour le monument payant le plus visité au monde. Incluant l'antenne de 24m, la structure fait 324m de haut, ce qui est équivalent a un immeuble de 81 étages.
Quand la tour fût achevée en 1889, elle replaça le Washington Monument en tant que structure la plus haute du monde, un titre qu'elle gardera jusqu'en 1930, quand le New York City's Chrysler Building (319m) fût construit.
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- Polarising filter, handheld
- 6 portrait photos panorama stitched with Hugin
- 3xp HDR (+2,0,-2), tone mapped in Photomatix
Best view Large! (or Original to see all the details :))
An early morning stroll to Tsukiji Fishmarket and this for breakfast must be the best jetlag remedy in Tokyo.
Taken during a jetlag induced early start to Saturday morning on the 26th April 2014, an early stop off an hour before sunrise on the hills of Sausolito overlooking the Golden Gate Bridge and San Francisco, with the changing colours in the sky as the transition from night to day rolled along, with the sun finally breaching the hills in the distance and flooding the bay area with colour.
Let's see..from France I think he went to Italy, Greece, Iran, India, Vietnam, Hong Kong and finally Okinawa. Two more legs across the Pacific and he eventually made it completely around the world.
My dorm room at CMSU had cinderblock walls, so I had to use this blue adhesive tack that was kinda like putty to stick my flyers up. It worked great except that it was a bit greasy and left little round stains in the corners, which you'll find on most of my flyers, unfortunately.
This one is Husker Du and Get Smart at Mississippi Nights... must've been 1984 or '85.
Taken during a jetlag induced early start to Saturday morning on the 26th April 2014, an early stop off an hour before sunrise on the hills of Sausolito overlooking the Golden Gate Bridge and San Francisco, with the changing colours in the sky as the transition from night to day rolled along, with the sun finally breaching the hills in the distance and flooding the bay area with colour.