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Young ping pong player
Took with Canon 5D MarkII w/ EF 135mm f/2L USM / Sigma 50mm f/1.4 HSM
Speedlite 580EXII w/RF602 on the left through umbrella
Brilliant new wall art, courtesy of Makatron (www.makatron.com) at the Inspire9 offices in Richmond. Makes my regular ping pong game an artistic affair, sort of...
Tung Ping Chau is an esteemed museum of geomorphology. It is a part of Hong Kong Global Geopark of China.
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I don’t usually brag. In fact, I like to pretend I’m a mostly humble person. Right? Right?!!
Well, your answer doesn’t matter because I don’t feel like being humble. Not today!
This photo may be seemingly innocent. Nothing special is going on here. My friend Uzo is across the ping pong table from me, watching a riveting match between Jeremy and our other friend Daniel.
Except the cool thing was that I had just bet that I could catch the ping pong ball flying by and not only catch it in the shot but catch it right over Uzo’s face. I didn’t even try twice! I got it the very next shot as it zoomed by. Just call me the Annie Oakley of the shutter button. Or how about the SLR Sniper?
Yeah I know, it’s not even in focus. But look, Uzo’s holding two yellow balls, the photo is off kilter, and it just screams art. Well maybe I did that on purpose. Yeah. That’s right. Suck it, René Magritte. I do it in real life.
Okay I’m not that cocky but it’s fun to pretend like you’re the biggest winner when a little bit of luck combines with a modicum of skill. :)
And… you know how I said nothing special was going on during this game? I lied. I think special is a good word to describe the following.
Love all my friends, haha.
This was my first ever foray into GBC (Great Ball Contraption). The screw raises the balls to the ramp which randomly distributes them among the four channels. Each channel is a modular "pinger" which flicks the balls into the air somewhat recklessly. They are caught by the large plates and channeled down the ramp to the next module.
I learned a lot about what NOT to do from this experience!
This image is from the BrickFair 2010 GBC display with the background mostly cut out for clarity.
Pakistan, Northern Areas, Government guest house. When we asked where the chowkidar (caretaker) was, the locals laughed. In this age of jeep travel nobody needs this guest house anymore. We had nowhere else to go with our horses-so we broke the locks off the door. We were the only guest, besides one bat. According to an aged guest log we were the first to stay here since 1947.
Pingal, Northern Pakistan. 1989
The many moods of a littleThai girl. My wife's cousin's daughter, Ping, is a feisty little girl of varying moods. I personally prefer her pooped out mode.
Co. E, 17th IA. Infantry
William Cutler wrote the following about this gentleman:
CAPT. THOMAS PING, law and real estate business, was born in Somerset, Pulaski County, Ky., July 30, 1815, and received his education in the old-time subscription schools of his nativity. In 1831, his father's family settled in Bartholomew County, Ind., where they carried on a farm until 1839. His father died here in 1833. In 1839, he and his mother and a brother settled in Burlington, Iowa, where they carried on farming and stock-raising until 1843, when he settled in Ashland, Wapello County, Iowa, and in connection with farming he added to his business the practice of law and banking and merchandising. It was from his bank, "Farmers' and Merchants'," that the first paper money of the State was issued. He carried on his business actively until February, 1862, when he organized and took command of Company E, Seventeenth Iowa Volunteer Infantry, and did active service until the end of the war, when he was honorably discharged, retaining his rank. During his war service he participated in all the principal battles of his campaign. At the siege of Fort Hill, near Vicksburg, he was wounded in the side and lost his hearing in his left ear and impaired that of the right; at the battle of Tilton, Ga., he was wounded and captured, remaining in rebel prisons for six months, returning after Lee's surrender. After the war he returned to Ashland, and continued the practice of law there until April, 1870, when he located here and established his present business, which he has successfully carried on since. He married, in 1841, in Burlington, Iowa, Miss Sarah A. Wright, a native of Brown County, Ohio. They have a family of two sons and two daughters - Peru I. B. (attorney), Kate, Frances and John E. W. (telegraph operator). Capt. Ping has been actively engaged in the development of the public, social and industrial life of this place since coming here. In 1872-73, he served his city in its council. In 1874, he served as Mayor, retiring from that office in the fall to accept the Probate Judgeship, which he held for two years. He has been an active member of the I. O. O. F. Society for over thirty-five years. The family are members of the Episcopal Church. The great grandfather of Capt. Ping was John Ping, who came to America from India in 1740, where he had done a thirty years' service in the East Indies. After coming here he took an active part in the colonial and Indian wars, and served under Braddock, and afterward Dunbar, and later on in the Revolutionary war; eventually settled in Northumberland County, Va., on the shores of Chesapeake Bay and followed farming. Capt. Ping's grandfather, John Ping, also did service in the Revolutionary war, and was an active and representative farmer of Virginia. Capt. Ping's father, William Ping, was born in Virginia; was captain in the war of 1812 under Gen. Jackson at New Orleans, but eventually settled in Pulaski County, Ky.
Transistors, Resistors, Diodes, and wiring for Red/Yellow/Green Lamps and 2 PING))) Ultrasonic Sensors
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This is Ping's beautiful baby girl. Her eyes say it all. PIng must have been overjoyed to have a daughter, after having three sons. She tells me that her boys are naughty... especially the youngest one. I asked her if they can speak English too. Her command of English is very good. "No." She replied. "They do not want to learn." I told her she should try and teach them, tourism is very important for the region and if her children can speak English they will have an advantage and a greater opportunity to obtain work within the hospitality industry. I guess they will learn the same way she did. "From the tourists."
Ping is now pregnant with her fifth child. I hope for her sake it is a girl. Because the girls work hard and support their mothers, and can earn good money from making handicrafts. She tells me the boys just run off into the fields and play.
Her children attend primary school in the village, where they are taught in "Vietnamese." At home they speak the "Hmong" language. The different minority groups all speak a different dialect to each other and converse with each other in Vietnamese or English.
The nearest high school is in Sapa. where the Hmong children are integrated with Vietnamese children. I asked her if they commute all the way up to Sapa, and she told me that they actually live in Sapa town. Ping told me how this works, but I didn't really understand her explanation. I can't imagine that the government subsidises accommodation for the minority group children to attend high school. And I would have thought the Hmong families are too poor to support their children living away from home. Many of the children do not attend high school as they are more valuable to their families as workers. Some of the older Hmong girls run their own guided tours of the village in competition with the tour companies. The girls are, overall, smart, hardworking and entrepreneurial.
I asked Ping if she speaks other languages apart from Hmong, Vietnamese and English. She told me that she can speak a little French and Italian, but mostly they converse with the tourists in English. She said that the English speaking tourists, predominantly the Australians, are friendlier than some of the other nationalities and therefore the Hmong girls learn English more easily. The Hmong boys do not interact with the tourists very much as they are not involved in selling, consequently there are fewer of them that speak English.
Ping's baby's name is "De" (a very short sound, the sound we teach babies when they learn the letter d.)
Today we were all amazed at Dot, a 97 year old Ping Pong Champion.
Dot is packing her paddle and heading to her tenth Table Tennis World Championships in NZ.
Go Dot!
girls play ping pong. girls play ping pong. girls play ping pong. girls play ping pong.
Jack, Thanks for the loan of the fisheye. Scott
Jack, Thanks for the loan of the fisheye. Scott
Jack, Thanks for the loan of the fisheye. Scott
Jack, Thanks for the loan of the fisheye. Scott
The Ping G15 iron face is thinner than previous iron models allowing for substantial weight to be added to the toe of the club – this weight redistribution produces a higher MOI which is obviously the name of the game when it comes to forgiveness on off-centre hits.
Ping pong has become so popular at our work that someone decided to host our first annual Ping Pong tournament! Who knew Ping Pong could be so fun to watch and take pictures of! I'll share a few from the day.
This one specifically shows off our champion signature move!
he Ping G15 Driver is for them to deliver distance and accuracy. The PING G15 should suit golfers who want PING’s most forgiving driver to date.http://www.discountsgolfhome.com/Discount-Ping-G15-Driver-87.html
SPiN, an energetic ping pong nightclub, was the perfect place to host Ping Pong, a film about the triumphs of seven table tennis players competing in the Over 80 World Table Tennis Championships.