Carl Sagan Day

It’s Carl Sagan day!

Remember:

Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known.

Carl Sagan

We have to keep looking for the things we do not know.

Thank you Carl for being such and inspiration.

Sleep, where are you?

Two years ago, I’ve entered one of the most challenging aspect of my life.  Being a father of twins. Just there, I’m hearing the voices of people saying: “Congrats!” “Oh dear! That’s amazing!” “Wow.” “I want twins too.” Yeah, well, shut the fuck up.

Being a father is hard enough, I can attest to that with our first-born, but twins, it just tips the scale over. You add two little lives, born 9 minutes apart, in your life, and everything you knew about parenting just goes out of the window.

We had to buy a minivan for god’s sake. I didn’t want a minivan, I wanted a Jeep. You know, I had plans.  I wanted to do something with my life. I wanted buy things with my money.  But now those plans are so far away that they look like blurred dots falling behind the horizon surrounded by a haze of sleepless nights.

Daycare for twins is absolutely ridiculous, so we went the 50s way. My wife is at home taking care of our family, and doing an amazing job—it’s a job for those who don’t thing that it is.  But living on one salary is not that exciting.  Since we live in an overpriced world, no one can go far with just one salary.

The worst in all of this, I haven’t had a good night sleep for the past two years.  I don’t even remember what it’s like to be rested. I think I’m losing my mind, well I’ve probably lost it already. I can’t tell what is real anymore.

It’s ridiculous how tired I am. I can’t function properly at work. I catch every single cold that is there to catch. I feel so lazy, and I feel like punching anyone complaining of fatigue because they went out the night before. I’m at my wit’s end. It’s like my mind and my body have separated and don’t talk to each other anymore.  It’s bad case of divorce.  Someone is mad about something the other did, but no one know what it is and who it is. What a mystery.

I can’t wait for my three kids to stop waking me up. Daddy needs sleep too you know.

 

 

 

Shameful Procrastination!

I’ve been out of the blogging loop for a while. I’ve been working on some videos and audio sessions. Yeah OK, I must admit, a game caught my senses. I’ve been wasting my time killing and destroying everything on my path looking though a fake iron sight. Procrastination won over my dreams, my aspiration, and all the moments that might have created success. It even caged me for a couple of months, and it’s working its magic as I am scribbling these words. I have other duties that are in more urgent need, but to hell with them.

Camera, Lights, and Action.

After a 15 year career in audio production, I’m attacking the video aspect of the industry. I love a challenge and my ego tells me that I can be good at it—I hope I won’t disappoint it.

I’m a perfectionist. Nothing goes out of my hands without a thorough triple inspection. I’m ashamed when something below my standards leaves my creative hands. It might be the reason why I don’t produce a lot of material. I’m too picky. I’m working on this issue, but it’s beside the point.

Like I said, I’m a perfectionist and when someone films one of my events, I end up disappointed. The quality is never there. It sounds bad and the image is missing something. It’s like they think a $2000 camera will make amazing videos while forgetting the lighting and audio. They just blasted their budget on an expensive camera, and now they can’t buy anything else. The end results are always low-quality.

Like anybody with a huge ego looking for perfection, I decided that I would do it myself. I think, no I know I can do better.

Before going the whole way, I had to see what this world was all about. Since I had no clue what was waiting for me , I didn’t want to spend a lot of money upfront. So I went the GoPro way. I bought this camera because it’s cheap, and it can produce amazing pictures. Let’s just say that it’s not easy to get really good crisp picture right out of the box. You need proper lighting, or no matter what you do, you will end up with a AFV style video. I don’t want home video quality. Right at this point, I’m beginning to understand why so many people fail at this game. Even thought it’s a hard game to win, I hate loosing so I’m not stopping here.

I went to my local hardware store and bought some cheap lights. Nothing close of a professional settings, but something that will raise my videos quality up. Like anyone in this new-age of technology, I use YouTube as a teacher or reference for everything, but all I see is how to light up someone who is not moving. OK, I get that, but what happens when you have 5 guys scattered in a big room always moving about. I can’t find anything on that, but my guess is I would have to get a lot more lights and light up every point that I predict the guys will be. So before I get more lights, I will do what I can do with what I have. Place the light in a general area and wish for decent light.

It doesn’t stop here. after you have some footage, you need to get it on your computer and make something out of it. If you are lucky, to make a 5 minute video you may have 3 hours of footage to watch and process. And good software aren’t cheap. Oh, I could use iMovie but let’s not go there. It’s not worth the time.

After you have all of your clips and you are proud of what you have, you then have to match the recorded audio. Well, this part is a breeze. For me, It’s familiar territories.

There are a lot of steps involved in video creation, and I have a respect, which I didn’t have before, for anyone who produces and creates videos. Really, I’ve just touch the surface in the past month, and I can’t wait to go deeper. It’s a real challenge to make something decent and I’m loving every part of it. Do I have a future in videos, I have no idea, but I’m not going to stop now. After this month, my ego has receded a bit, but I still think I can do something great and I will.

My Complaint of the Day

Jordan Miller for openphoto.net

My sense of smell is getting its share of annoyance this morning. One of my coworkers ate a flavored oatmeal that smells like an old-woman wearing maple syrup perfume. You know, the type of old-woman who puts on too much perfume because her sense of smell has left her many years ago—maybe they do that to hide the stench of death.

Anyways, the worst part is that her desk is about 100 feet from me and there’s a maze of corridors that separates us. What I’m smelling is only the residual effect of her trek through the maze. And that was 2 hours ago.

I usually don’t mind the smell of maple syrup, but damn, this is not natural. It’s an overblown synthetic mix of chemicals and it’s giving me a headache. No matter how much maple syrup anyone would drench their oatmeal with, it would never smell like this.

It’s not her first time either. I even told her last week that her oatmeal smelled like crap, gently of course, but I guess the message didn’t go through.

Again, if it were only me thinking this way, I would shut-up, but the conversation I hear from passersby tells me that I’m not the only one. If only I could have a cold today, I wouldn’t be able to smell this stench.

One of those Days.

This is one of those days when I do not feel the need to workout.  My mind is splitting itself in two. It’s trying to figure out if I should go to the gym or not. I know that if I go to the gym, I will not regret it, but if I do not go, I surely will regret it. But at the same time, a man needs a break sometimes. I usually go to the gym 5 to 6 times a week, and I’m asking myself: “Would it matter if I only go 4 times this week?”

Like I said, it’s one of those days where my mind can’t decide on anything.  It seems that my mind want to rationalize everything, even if it’s has a dire consequences.

Just by writing this non-sense, it made me decide. Let’s go sweat it out! Got to love writing!