Sometime over the last 24 hours, I clocked the millionth view of my photos at flickr. Which doesn’t include the punk picture from funkaspuck. Technology empowers us in ways our ancestors couldn’t have imagined. How long did it take Ansel Adams to get a million views of his photographs? How much harder did he have to work for those million views? And how much more time did each of those views last, compared to those I’m “counting”?
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I am still in progress on uploading my pics from this year’s Fremont Solstice, to Flickr.
Yes, there are naked people on bikes before the parade, but there are also tons of interesting artistic creativities going on as well, during the proper parade itself.
I picked up a Windows 8 machine, and have been slowly setting it up, and trying to give Microsoft’s vision the benefit of the doubt, and a fair attempt. I finally set up the People app with a connection to my facebook account, and was exploring that integration this morning. For 99% of the people I tried, everything that would be visible to me from facebook.com, was visible in the app. But then I got to one of my friends, who used to work at MS, and he has privacy settings such that, the app can’t give me anything, and says he specifically disallows the People app access (probably just disallows external apps). But facebook is quite happy to email me every post he makes, so if they really wanted to, MS could have figured out how to scrap my email for facebook updates from people who disallow the app, and silently just ‘work’.
The flickr integration continues to choke on my super-sized library (130,000 pics and growing). It hasn’t been able to update since the first attempt. Oh well.
In today’s modern online world, many service allow you to create links between them, like between Flickr and Facebook. Most of the time, these links require you to grant a minimal set of permissions from one to the other, and most of the time, the obvious ‘cost’ to the free service being provided, is access to your friends.
I wanted to share the pics I took for the Red, White, and Dead Zombiewalk in Fremont last weekend on my Twitter account. But when I click the share link on Flickr, I am warned that to link Twitter and Flickr, I have to give Flickr permission to read my tweets, see who I currently follow, force me to follow people they want me to, post in my name (not explicitly limited to links I asked to share), and most annoying, straw-camel-back, update my profile. Yeah, no. Of those permissions, only one is the one I wanted to give you, and that was specifically limited to reactions to explicit requests for sharing. And none of them are necessary.
At least know I now how to get a shortened URL out of Flickr, which I can hand-post to twitter. They’ve made it annoying, because they are desperate for that private data, but it’s there.
Checking my flickr stats on a daily basis always surprises me. When a new set of images is posted, it will displace the ‘regulars’ from their usual positions in the top-ten, but generally, in a few days, things have mostly returned to the expected pattern.
When things don’t fit the pattern, it sometimes is obvious why, but sometimes there’s nothing clear at first glance.
In the first weeks after this year’s Fremont pics were up, the long standing most-popular-naked-guy-pic was knocked out of the top-ten, and I was beginning to wonder if I’d see him again. Today he reappeared in the number 2 slot, with his usual number of views. But top spot is a generic image of a broken window at one of the bars in my general’hood. And however they are ending up at that picture, they aren’t leaving behind a useful referrer trail.
It’s a small and silly goal, but I’ve got it in my head, and I’m not letting it go just yet.
Yesterday, after wondering about the floating band in Lake Union, I notice a ship parked at the far north end, where just recently there was a cruise ship undergoing a retrofit, with a rainbow on it’s front. So, off to check it out. Turns out it is Greenpeace, getting ready to follow Shell Oil into the arctic. I take a few pics, and head on my way.
So of course, now I want to get someone to monitor the webcam, then text me when I’m visible, so I can take a picture of myself being on camera, and pair it with a saved copy from their cam.
Completed the Star Destroyer, and a Republic Frigate. Determined this morning, if I want to create a set of accompaniments for the Destroyer, he needs 76 Tie Fighters, 4mm long, if they are to be to scale. So, even mini lego models would be outsized. It occurs to me, if I were really a nerdy nitpicker, I’d calculate out whether or not the Falcon really could hide on the back of a Destroyer’s bridge…done, looks like a scale Falcon would be .85 inches on the longest side, or as Wolfram Alpha helpfully tries to make visualizable, 0.42 AA battery lengths. Without the model at hand, and the applicable DVD scene freeze framed, it does seem plausible.
Watched the last half of Robin Williams’ Popeye, found out the soundtrack is available on Rhapsody =)
Watched most of Resident Evil: Afterlife, can’t believe they are up to five movies, that I have found reasonably entertaining, out of a video game I never was even remotely interested in.
I watched some Super Bowl commercials, in between all the rest. And made tasty nachos.
You could tell it was these ladies first kayaking trip on lake union. When the seaplanes started landing, they started freaking out, screaming and yelling in literal panic. Now I will admit the pilots like to cut as close as they can, but this guy isn’t touching down anywhere near as close as I’ve had them land next to me.