Stuff I had to do today:

1. Convert a single movie into 8 sub-movies and burn to DVD.
2. Work on a shoot of a condo, which needed HDR on nearly every view to get a balance between the inside and outside light.
3. Manage requests from a client who wanted a different emphasis from my shoots than the one I felt was right.
4. Take photos of a particularly obstinate LED light that refused to be photographed as the client required.
5. Spend time with my wife on her day off.

Needless to say, I failed to complete all of these; but at the end of the day it seemed right to take my beloved to Bruno’s for a fine meal, finished off by a “special coffee”

I warned you there would be a camera tech post on 8th February, and here it is…

In 1959, Olympus introduced the Olympus Pen.

This was the camera that launched Olympus as a manufacturer of small cameras; and Olympus brought back the name in 2009 when they launched their first micro four thirds camera, the Olympus PEN EP-1. She who must be obeyed is a proud owner, to the extent that she won’t let me sell it even though she doesn’t use it any more.

You could go to a salon to get your hair done; or you could save a load of cash by having your friend attend to your needs out on the street, while other friends eat snacks and provide criticism.

This time of year sees a load of activities in the Pattaya area. Last weekend was the ridiculous but amusing bed race which I did not get to photograph due to horse commitments. Here’s the event from two years ago if you want a reminder. Next weekend sees the Burapha Bikes, and during the week there is apparently some dragon boat racing although nobody seems to know anything about it apart from a poster. Then there is tennis and LPGA golf and no doubt other things I have yet to find out about. But this weekend there is the Bang Saen Speed Festival.

Bang Saen is a seaside town to the north of here and every year they close off the roads and hold four days of motor racing; so well done them.

I made the trip down there this morning, partially because my mother-in-law is visiting, but also because ace windsurfer and all-round nice guy Dean was driving in a four hour race.

The track is a street circuit very like Monaco, with no run-off areas to fall into if you screw up. But unlike Monaco, there was no glamour. Or so I thought until I walked into the pit area:

An urgent SMS from she who must be obeyed. “Is someone who talks over something (like a football match) called a voice over person or a commentator?”

I send the only response possible: “Someone who talks over something is known as a wife; but I think the word you are looking for is “commentator”.

No response. I can expect a verbal kicking later.

Comments 🔗

2012-02-03 | genuinej says

Did you get your deserved verbal kicking? I hope so and that you can share it with us. Taking the piss out of a loved one is well out of order.