
540 S. Commonwealth Avenue, at 6th street. Home of the largest pipe organ in the world.
Bullocks Wilshire Department Store - probably one of the finest existing Art Deco buildings in Los Angeles. Now part of the Southwest College campus.
Taken from the escalator leaving the station.
A Westbound train entering the Hollywood/Highland Metro station.
Taken from the upper level, overlooking the stairs and train platform
View from the escalator into the station
View north from the Hollywood & Highland shopping complex
Parts of the Hollywood & Highland shopping complex were designed to evoke the set of the Hollywood biblical epics of yore.
A historic movie theater directly across the street from the equally historic Chinese theater, the El Capitan is owned by Disney. It's so historic, in fact, that you'll pay $13.00 for the privilege of watching a movie there.
A westbound train leaves the Hollywood & Highland station
3037 Wilshire Blvd, Los Angeles, CA. The sign lettering is very reminiscent of the old Tiny Naylor's restaurants.
It's been a week since I started using my new Chemex coffee maker. Just as when I finally bought a coffee grinder and switched to whole beans, I don't know how I ever used anything else to make coffee.
Earlier last week, I broke my Mr. Coffee's carafe, and after difficulty finding a replacement at a convenient location like Sav-On or Rite-Aid, I had resorted to brewing my coffee into a Thermos by means of a funnel, some old #2 cone filters I had lying around, and water from the kettle. Of course, this is the way that my culinary god Alton Brown recommended brewing in an episode of Good Eats I saw over a year ago, but since I had a perfectly good coffee maker up until last week, I never really thought to try it.
The near-boiling water really seems to extract much more flavor from the grounds, and since I'd only used the funnel for this purpose a few times it hadn't absorbed any of the nasty residues that the coffee maker's filter basket had. The resulting coffee was rich, full, and somehow cleaner tasting than anything the Mr. Coffee had produced in recent memory. The Thermos/funnel combination was less than ideal, since the Thermos is such a pain to keep clean, and suddenly it occurred to me that a ready-made solution existed and was readily available at my friendly neighborhood coffee purveyor, The Coffee Roaster. My parents had one of the funny-lookin' things for as long as I could remember, although it usually sat unused in a kitchen cupboard: a Chemex coffee maker.
The distinctive hourglass-shaped carafe with its wooden handle (fastened by a knotted piece of rawhide) has been around since 1940, and was (so this page says) developed by a chemist for the express purpose of brewing a perfect cup of coffee. I'm a big fan of the union of form and function, and the Chemex has this down; the hourglass shape eliminates the need for any sort of separate filter basket; the cone shape filter just sits in the flange at the top of the pot. No extra mung-absorbing basket with lots of little ridges that make it impossible to clean; just smooth, completely non-porous glass. The Chemex brand filters are thicker than most others, and multilayered. The multiple layers are only on one half of the filter - perhaps to control the amount of coffee that passes through the filter at different concentrations? The instructions don't offer an explanation.
The thicker filter does mean longer brewing time, and because you have to pour the water in manually this generally means that you need to hover near the kitchen while the coffee is brewing. You can't pour the water into the filter all at once; there just isn't room. I suppose that for some people this alone would be the deal-breaker. There is a certain convenience to the Ronco "Set it and Forget it" kitchen appliance philosophy, but if you're particular about your coffee the loss of automation is well worth the improvement in the end result. Also conspicuously absent is a hot plate for keeping the coffee warm once it's brewed. I don't really miss this either, since leaving the coffee on a heat element just makes it burnt and bitter anyway. The microwave works just fine, if I feel like I need to reheat the coffee at all; it's smooth enough to drink lukewarm or even at room temperature, if I can't be bothered to schlep my mug into the kitchen.
My only complaint about the Chemex is the way the wooden handle is attached; you don't want to wash the thing with the handle attached lest the wood get all mildewed, warped, or dried out, but it's somewhat inconvenient to untie the rawhide and disassemble the two halves of the handle every time you need to wash the carafe out. This will probably be less of a chore with time; even after only a week I've gotten pretty deft at dismantling and reassembling the works.
All in all, a little more expensive than buying a replacement carafe but a lot more stylish and a much better implement for brewing coffee. I look forward to using mine for years to come.
The main feature of this one is the staircase on the first level that goes left, right, and back... fairly tricky to lay out and trickier to cut, score and actually fold.
This was the first model I did where I was careful to reverse score the appropriate lines on the side of the paper opposite the template; I used a pin to make small holes at each end of the line to be scored.
Those stairs are a mess of closely drawn lines on the template, and despite my careful planning I scored some of them on the wrong side. Everything came out OK in the end, but it probably would have been easier if everything was scored to fold in the right direction.
I don't know how I managed to miss it for the two years it's been out, but I just read Neal Stephenson's essay In the Beginning Was the Command Line, and found it to be incredibly perceptive and still relevant two years later (an impressive accomplishment in itself when it comes to writing about computers, software, and the internet in general.)
Anyway, Stephenson's essay should be required reading for anyone who's ever engaged in the tired, never-ending PC vs. Mac debate, or complained about Linux being too hard to use. It's a great examination of how Microsoft, Apple, and Linux got to be where they are today, and some of the strengths and weaknesses of all three when it comes to user interface. He also speaks very favorably of BeOS, although in light of current events this is more of an interesting aside. (Unfortunately, it appears that BeOS is finally, for all intents and purposes, doomed, having been borged by Palm Computing for purposes as yet unknown. The industry consensus seems to be that Palm will probably throw BeOS into the trash; what they're really after is the team of developers that put the trim, elegant OS together.) It's a long read in a web browser, but I found it very interesting and entertaining, always a winning combination in my book.
I've been meaning to read some of Neal Stephenson's books for some time now, and after reading his essay Snow Crash goes right to the top of the list of things to look for next time I go to the bookstore.
When I started monkeying around with category indices last night, I didn't fully realize what I was getting into.When I started monkeying around with category indices last night, I didn't fully realize what I was getting into; to date I had the site set up under the assumption that I'd only be making one post per day, regardless of category.
By indexing everything by category and date I can't realistically continue to structure the site using paths like /blog/year/month/day/index.html; in my need to play catchup with blog entries since last Thursday I'm going to have a couple of overlapping posts on the same dates but in different categories.
It's not a big deal to move to something like /categories/category/blogtitle.html, but it's a pain in the ass now that Google has crawled the old indexes for September, October, and November. I suppose I can keep those around and add a META robots tag telling Googlebot not to index or follow those pages any more. Eventually I'll have the server throw a 401 error and redirect hits to those pages somewhere useful. I'll probably maintain the /blog/year/month/index.html monthly indexes, but break the up the listings for each month by category then descending date.
Then there's the added complexity of having the site broken into much more distinct sections; it's now Category > Blog instead of Blog(Category). I'm already doing this to some extent using the categories' description field from the database, but it's still a little bit clunky.
Plus I want to clean up the icons a tiny bit now that I see them all side by side.
This is the first card I did after the bug bit me again last week, and I discovered the numerous origamic architecture web sites out there.
I decided to incorporate curves along the horizontal planes, something I had never really done much with before. I think it looks nice, although it does have a bit of a 70's vibe to it. I also miscalculated the offset of the semicircular platform on the second level; the curve was supposed to be concentric with the lower level.
I did the actual design in a vector-based illustration program and printed it onto a sheet of Epson Heavy-weight Matte paper. This turned out to be a tiny bit heavy, although in fairness I should also note that I didn't bother to reverse-score the fold lines on the opposite site of the piece when cutting it out; in the past I always used flimsy paper and I could get away with scoring everything on the back side.
This is an older model, probably done a couple of years ago. It's been sitting on top of a bookshelf for some time now. The design was drawn directly onto the back of the paper with pencil and ruler, and the paper itself is plain old cheap inkjet/photocopier paper. (Notice how everything sags.)
I'm sure there's a name for this rocket ship ride whatsis at the entrance to Disneyland's Tomorrowland, but it escapes me.
Every once in a while I'll get misty eyed as I view those 16 colors and listen to those three SID voices.Every once in a while I'll get all nostalgic for my old Commodore 64 computer, head out to the internet, download an emulator and some disk images, and get misty eyed as I view those 16 colors and listen to those three SID voices. Then I get frustrated because I don't have a joystick, and forget about my small C64 emulation setup until the next time... it either gets lost in a sub-sub-directory on a current partition, or lost altogether when I reformat a drive.
On a tip from a friend I checked out www.c64.com, which led me to an emulator I'd never tried before, CCS64. Support for Cartridges, multiple virtual 1541 drives, all kinds of goodies.
One game that I was never able to find in emulator form was Gateway To Apshai, but happily I found it tonight - the version I found seems to be from a floppy disk, but I had it as a cartridge - the first game (of many) my parents ever bought me for the Commodore.
Beach Head soon followed, as did Fort Apocalypse and other favorites suddenly remembered as I scrolled through the listings... and I haven't even looked at 1/4 of them yet.
Only problem is, I really need a joystick to get back into this stuff. Fortunately, it looks like joysticks are cheap on e-bay. Of course, if the kids selling their old joysticks on Ebay treated them anything like my brother and I treated ours (Decathalon, anyone?) I would probably be better off buying a new one.
I've been in Los Angeles longer than I was in Rochester, and my memories of my time spent out here are much more kaliedescopic.Well, today has certainly been a day for nostalgia. This morning I posted a message mentioning nice places in and around Rochester, New York, and at the top of my list was Mount Hope Cemetery, a beautiful victorian cemetery that was planned in part by Frederick Law Olmsted. As I said in the post, it sounds strange but some of my fondest memories of the four years I spent in Rochester are of walks through Mount Hope. Unlike many newer cemeteries with their flat gridwork of burial plots, Mount Hope is a rolling, hilly park that enfolds you as you walk into its middle from the outside streets. It's a beautiful and contemplative place. Frederick Douglas and Susan B. Anthony are among the more famous residents.
Then I got to reminiscing about the Corn Hill preservation district, and the E.E. Boynton house, the furthest east of Frank Lloyd Wright ™'s prairie-style homes.
If that wasn't enough, I got a call tonight from my good friend Bryan, who was in my freshman class at college, and ultimately responsible for introducting me to Kim. He ran into another former classmate of ours at a club tonight, and was calling to tell me about the sighting, which took place in Boston of all places. This led me to check back in on my old friend and previous bandmate Dyami Bryant, now lead singer for NYC Hardcore band Locked in a Vacancy. They are considerably more accomplished than Thermous ever was. And I do wish I had Tony's e-mail address... I haven't heard from him since he was here in L.A. for SIGGRAPH a couple of years ago. It's been a while since I communicated with Mofo, likewise with Michael (the drummer formerly known as Chip.) Ah, thems was the days. I was amazed to find a photo from a Thermous show at "The Claw", which was supposed to be a nightclub down in the dorm basement tunnels. Alyssa took a lot of photos of us and The Beat Offs, but I haven't seen most of them. I'd give almost anything for some photos of the one performance of the post-Thermous extravaganza, The Gavel. It was a battle of the bands competition, and we took third place - I'm convinced it was the suits we were all wearing that did it, and not our musical acuity. And the suits didn't even match!
I've been in Los Angeles longer than I was in Rochester, and my memories of my time spent out here are much more kaliedescopic. I think that is partly because of the rapid succession of jobs I went through before and after my time at Edmunds for a while, and the fact the the seasons never really change. I know that last theme has been coming up a lot in these posts lately, but it comes with the (lack of) the autumn season here.
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