Instagram 365

The Instagram 365 Project. 04/29/2011

I love having a convertible. Especially when it is sunny and 75 outside. With perfect weather and clear blue skies, I dropped the top and headed South East to Lee’s Summit Missouri. Don’t ask why, the drive was better than the location.

The Instagram 365 Project. 04/28/2011

Last year I hired Ryan Lawn Service to treat my yard for weeds, fertilize, and over seed. I just want to say upfront the Ryan service kicks ass. my yard is so damn think, pushing the mower through it is like pushing through wet sand. The yard is just nuts, and I am now mowing every five or six days.

So how do I celebrate a job well done, grass chopping complete, mowage? I celebrate with an ice cold glass of beer, that’s how.

The Instagram 365 Project. 04/27/2011

Spring is here, and that means lawn mowing. Lawn mowing about every 5 days, and since I haven’t bought the rider yet, that means mowing with the old push mower. While Cosmo and Zoe didn’t actually buy this awesome Boulevard Pilsner for me, I am going to pretend they did. I’m going to think of it as an act of appreciation for the manicured playground I provide for them on a weekly basis. They really do like a well clipped lawn to play in, and I really do like the golden Pilsner dad juice for a job well done.

The Instagram 365 Project. 04/26/2011

Today was one of those days where you have to step back, take a good look at things, reassess where you stand, and ask yourself where you want to be in life.

Right now I think I have a pretty good answer for all of that. The expression on Cosmo’s face a few hours ago, is a pretty good representation of what I was feeling before I stepped back, took a deep breath, and let it all go.

The Instagram 365 Project. 04/25/2011

Four months and Twenty Five days into this project I am seriously thinking about pulling the plug. Instagram has become an unstable piece of junk app that I have had to reinstall five times in the last two weeks. Constant crashes, loads to blank screens with disabled buttons, slow response times, slow interface loads, overall slow performance on 3G networks, failure to load images, failure to display comments, etc. While I love what this app is about and does, I hate how unstable it has become. So much potential being choked by such rapid growth and the expectation to change with the onslaught of user demands. To bad Instagram. I’m giving this app and the developer company until the end of May. If it ain’t fixed then, it’s dead to me.

Here is today’s post, after reinstalling the app three times tonight.

The Instagram 365 Project. 04/24/2011

I actually shot this yesterday afternoon when I was out back with the dogs. Cosmo and Zoe love our neighbors John and Toni and we had wandered two yards up to say high. I had the EP1 and a borrowed very fast 150mm (300mm equivalent for 35mm systems) f 2.0 ED lens. The lens speed and the micro 4/3 converter ring add to the intense depth of field here. I shot the Cedar Waxwing resting on a branch about 20 feet away. The lens was wide open and the shutter was set at 1/120th of a second. The result: great color, 6 to 10 inch depth of field, amazing light balance, and detail. Thankfully we had about 45 minutes of full sunshine yesterday afternoon. Made all the difference in the world.

The Instagram 365 Project. 04/23/2011

Somewhere there is an industrial designer that has this object in their portfolio of design goodness. I have to give a tip of the hat to the one that does. I know what it is like to get assignments you don’t really want to do, or assignments that aren’t really sexy. Assignments that pay the bills, but leave you scratching your head saying, “Did I really just do that job?” I have a feeling the industrial designer that created the housing for the “Complete” Air Care System, gave this job their all, but at the end of the day chalked it up to beer money. None the less, this little plastic box does look rather nice bathed amber light against an orange wall and red ceiling. Oh and the Complete Air Care System did make the bar bathroom smell a little less horrendous.