A good camera bag is like the best pair of jeans you can own: comfy, rustic and beat up. You know you’re in love with photography when your camera bag has absorbed the dust and flavors of the sojourn, much like how a cast-iron skillet cooks with the spices of the last hundred meals.
That being said, the Cobram Outpost is part of my lifestyle regimen to make the logistics of underwater photography more bearable. This 2014, I’ve been shooting exclusively with Sony’s RX-100 Mk II and I still can’t stop hankering as to how I’m enjoying myself a lot more with the upgrade in technology and the downgrade in size. Lugging around more than 5 lbs of equipment that was not SCUBA gear can be a huge impediment so the move to a compact camera was a welcome one.
Is this the end of long lines for a piece of paper? Well, maybe for one piece of government document it may be. Those of you who are dreading lining up for a NBI Clearance because of your new job — it might be time to rejoice. You can now do this online.
Starting January 24 2014, you will be able to apply for a NBI Clearance online and only show up in one of 55 branches to pay and pick up your clearance form. You can apply in any of these sites:
Got two hours to spare? Watch this video. It’s a 2 hour live special of NPR’s Radiolab done a little prior to last year’s holidays. It’s an amazing work of sound and visuals. Don’t have time today? They’ve broken down the videos to bite-sized pieces.
Still don’t have time? Download it (please do in 1080p!) and put it up on your TV. Your kids will love this.
One day you will wonder
At the state of affairs of this world —
In wonder as to how it was when you first saw the light of this earth.
It is suffice to say that
You were born at an exciting time.
“What kind of time?” you asked me.
And I replied, “It was a time of great change:
When music was no longer divided by era,
With every song in the world playing at your fingertips
And every culture a niche
With every niche a subculture in itself.
When Culture — all the world’s Culture
Was no longer a one way street found in some book (the pages of which you had to turn)
And can be experienced, if not understood deeply through
All from the screen in front of you.
It was a time when people stopped looking forward
And all decided to look up;
Rather than launch a man up to the moon and back
We decided to head for Mars
And mine asteroids (among stars!) instead of the Earth.
Today if you had asked me what path I would have put you through,
That the stars are much closer than a dream
And the Unknown, a religion you can follow fervently.”
My son, you were born at an exciting time
When cars were only beginning to drive themselves
When we wore computers on our hats
And toys we could print from home.
It was in these conditions that you were born
And as your entrusted steward I have prepared you for a life that looks beyond the horizon
Whether it is the exploration above or below the Earth.
Two Geishas. The G Flight, if I may. Two distinct profiles.
On the left is a layered cake. If there was such as thing as nursing a chocolate cake, this would be the same thing, in liquid form. There is a distinct bitterness, one that I am normally not fond of, that is mitigated by dark chocolate. And as the coffee cools, the chocolate gets darker and darker. What a profile — smooth, clean and chocolate-y. I could drink this everyday.