Come on, it is too early to be taking shots.
Sunday, February 06, 2005
Carnivals.
Yesterday was the beginning of a long weekend. It is carnival over here.
With these festivities, the city gets empty, as everybody rushes to leave, as if there was some kind of epidemic disease.
Well, I didn’t, and I thought I was I was the only one. But early this morning, as I went for a bike ride to the Causeway (at 5:30am), I found I was mistaken. That early, I found already people walking, not many.
By 7am, the place was full with life. Family’s walking their dogs, a crew of at least 16 people, jogging and singing together, two teams of bikers (one had just mountain bikes, and the other just route bikes), plus other un-teamed bikers (like me).
There was a constant strong fresh wind that felt kind of inspiring. It would probably have been a perfect day for a poet to sit on a bench to write something. But I am no poet; instead I took some pictures, trying to capture emotions of the moment.
Amazing, I can't remember the name of this hotel (and I see it every time I go riding my bike).
A palmtree against the wind.
Back to the Future!!!
Smithsonian Tropical Research Institute dock.
More sunrise...
Panama city.
There was this huge worm. (and if you pay attention, you can see my pulse was 60 :-P)
A lonely bench.
With these festivities, the city gets empty, as everybody rushes to leave, as if there was some kind of epidemic disease.
Well, I didn’t, and I thought I was I was the only one. But early this morning, as I went for a bike ride to the Causeway (at 5:30am), I found I was mistaken. That early, I found already people walking, not many.
By 7am, the place was full with life. Family’s walking their dogs, a crew of at least 16 people, jogging and singing together, two teams of bikers (one had just mountain bikes, and the other just route bikes), plus other un-teamed bikers (like me).
There was a constant strong fresh wind that felt kind of inspiring. It would probably have been a perfect day for a poet to sit on a bench to write something. But I am no poet; instead I took some pictures, trying to capture emotions of the moment.
Amazing, I can't remember the name of this hotel (and I see it every time I go riding my bike).
A palmtree against the wind.
Back to the Future!!!
Smithsonian Tropical Research Institute dock.
More sunrise...
Panama city.
There was this huge worm. (and if you pay attention, you can see my pulse was 60 :-P)
A lonely bench.
Tuesday, February 01, 2005
Toy...
The last couple of weeks, I have been looking at portable computers.
I had this emotional thing, and I wanted one, a light one that I could take anywhere.
After doing some research, I was convinced to acquire a Toshiba Protégé M200.
The idea of writing directly on the screen seemed appealing.
And just when I was about to break the piggy money box, I came with the idea of building a dummy.
So I took a thin binder witch had the exact dimensions of the equipment I wanted, and placed two 2.5pounds weights inside (took them from the bodybuilder set). Then I sealed the thing with paper and duck tape.
I have been carrying this heavy thing with me all day. Using it as a clipboard to write on top of it, and caring it for it as if it was a really $2k equipment (meaning at the restaurant, I had to take it with me, did not left in the car).
And I have to say, it was a hassle….
By the end of the day, my arm was tired, and my “emotional desire” to get this toy was almost gone.
What is the point of having a “portable” device, if it will stay home, because it is a hassle?
Desktop computers are much cheaper…
This toy is something I just could not reason out of myself (ejem, it was not reason it in the first place), but the dummy is helping.
I think I will give it a try a couple of weeks, let’s see what happens…
I had this emotional thing, and I wanted one, a light one that I could take anywhere.
After doing some research, I was convinced to acquire a Toshiba Protégé M200.
The idea of writing directly on the screen seemed appealing.
And just when I was about to break the piggy money box, I came with the idea of building a dummy.
So I took a thin binder witch had the exact dimensions of the equipment I wanted, and placed two 2.5pounds weights inside (took them from the bodybuilder set). Then I sealed the thing with paper and duck tape.
I have been carrying this heavy thing with me all day. Using it as a clipboard to write on top of it, and caring it for it as if it was a really $2k equipment (meaning at the restaurant, I had to take it with me, did not left in the car).
And I have to say, it was a hassle….
By the end of the day, my arm was tired, and my “emotional desire” to get this toy was almost gone.
What is the point of having a “portable” device, if it will stay home, because it is a hassle?
Desktop computers are much cheaper…
This toy is something I just could not reason out of myself (ejem, it was not reason it in the first place), but the dummy is helping.
I think I will give it a try a couple of weeks, let’s see what happens…
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