Buddies

Hand knitted gift of love from Caroline Wise to John Wise

The rest of you may have Valentine’s day, birthdays, Christmas, and anniversaries but I have the random “Just Because” days. Sitting in the rosemary is a caricature of Caroline and me. I’m the rotund marsupial with gray hair, Caroline is the one in my arms. Sometimes it seems like we live as koala bears but it’s not all that true, we are just knit that way. I’m not all that sure what these creatures are but they have taken up a spot on my desk where occasionally they topple and need assistance in being righted. When I’m here and Caroline is away I look over and see the big red guy clutching the little purple dweeb and am reminded that she sees us in this gift she has made me and it puts a smile on my face and a flutter in my heart.

The photography gloves she made me for Yellowstone are great in the cold, as is my psychedelic beanie and scarf. The socks are warm when my feet need insulation in January, but these two huggables can sit here year-round reminding me of the nice little things Caroline does for me. I better lean over and wrap those arms tighter around her.

Tomato Juice

Fifteen pounds of tomatoes from Tonopah Rob's Vegetable Farm in Tonopah, Arizona

Here come the tomatoes. I left Tonopah Rob’s farm with about 25 pounds of them today, next step – get rid of them. I started with about 15 pounds. washed them, chopped them, put them in the pot. Grab some onions, basil, celery, carrots, bay leaves, horseradish, and Worcestershire sauce, toss in with the maters and bring to a boil. Food mill the stuff and voila – V8, or darn close to it. And that’s how I spend the better part of a day when it’s 110 degrees outside and don’t feel like I have enough humidity inside!

CS5 Has Arrived

Photo of my monitor while installing Adobe CS5 Production Premium

Like the proverbial kid in the candy store or like the child squirming in anticipation on Christmas eve awaiting Santa’s arrival – my happy emotions are spilling over into ecstatic giddiness following the arrival of the FedEx sleigh which delivered my brand spanking new upgrade of Adobe’s CS5 Production Premium. CS5 is Creative Suite version 5 and the production premium version has been bundled with multi-media artists in mind.

Over the previous 20 years I have puttered about in Photoshop and up until late 1994, I was also working with Adobe Premiere video editing software. With my recent acquisition of the Canon Rebel T2i that shoots Hi-Def 1080p video, I found a renewed interest in expressing myself once again with moving pictures. Hence I needed an upgrade to my dated software.

Last week, armed with a 15% off coupon from the Arizona Cold Fusion Users Group, of which my wife Caroline is a member, I took the plunge and upgraded my license of Premiere Pro to this new suite of image and video tools. Installing the 16GB behemoth had me on pins and needles and,  when the install status read 100% complete, beaming at my monitor with a gleeful smile waiting for nirvana. But before it would install even 1%, I had to enter the requisite serial numbers and sign in with Adobe Live. Signing in I am presented with another gift, Adobe Story beta. The story is a browser-based and desktop-based script writing an application that looks awesome.

I can’t help but think back to my first computer, the VIC 20 with software on cartridges and printed in the back of magazines. When I upgraded to the Commodore 64 in 1982 with a cassette tape drive, I was duly thrilled to be one of the first people in Los Angeles to own this technological marvel. With a 1Mhz CPU made by Motorola, an impressive 64KB of memory, and a screen resolution of 320×200 pixels featuring 16 colors, who could have imagined where we would be today?

Today my software arrived on 4 DVDs and was installed on a PC that runs a CPU with two cores running not at one million Hertz, but at two billion eight-hundred million Hertz. Memory shot up from those sixty-four thousand bytes to my present eight billion bytes. Likewise, the display has moved beyond 320×200 pixels showing 16 colors to one displaying 1920×1200 pixels capable of showing off 16 million colors.

Atop all of this, we have moved away from 8-bit operating systems to 64-bit systems and the tools this bandwidth opens up should never be taken for granted. The stories I craft on my word processor are easily published on my blog to be shared with the world. Google Translate can offer them up in 58 different languages. Through YouTube, I can broadcast video that was previously the domain of television broadcasters but today I have a capability beyond what was state-of-the-art just 15 years ago – my video can be seen instantaneously and on-demand, globally. With a free application, I can publish and self distribute a novel, a cookbook, a coffee table photo album or I can choose to sell my work in ebook form from a number of websites without ever requiring a publisher or acceptance by a corporate bookseller. The same applies to magazines now, thanks to HP’s new print-on-demand service called Mag Cloud. A programmer no longer waits for a publisher to pick up his or her work, or for a magazine to publish the code to be entered by hand by the end-user, it is packed up and uploaded to the App Store where the buyer grabs it for a few dollars and downloads wirelessly from their phone or via WiFi.

The opportunity for us humans to express ourselves and share our worlds with one another is just as alive and well today as it was back in the heyday of 1999 when the internet gold rush was on. The difference is that many people are not seeing this incredible new opportunity where we have moved away from postage stamp video and dial-up to broadband, multi-media, high definition, self-contained production studio where the finished product will be indistinguishable from professional studios. There is no more dividing line between consumer and creator besides the limitations of those who would rather watch the parade go by instead of being a part of the parade. I’m still working on my multi-dimensional holographic 5.1 surround immersive augmentation of reality – stay tuned.

The Yearly

One of our cactus in its yearly bloom cycle on the balcony of our apartment in Phoenix, Arizona

A cactus on our front balcony has been blooming for us every year for the past 7 or so years. According to the photos I posted in previous years from this unknown species, it typically blooms in early April. Maybe it was the especially wet winter or the extended cold beginning to the year, but for whatever reason, the cactus is about a month late in popping open this little gift for the eyes.

(Note by Ed. aka “the wife”: The botanical name of our cactus friend is Echinocereus rigidissimus ssp. rubispinus. We’ve had it for almost 10 years.)

Blood Spaghetti

Hand dyed yarn with Madder by Caroline Wise in Phoenix, Arizona

MMMMM…Yummy blood spaghetti. A delicacy popular in Germany that goes well with Blut Wurst (blood sausage) was on the menu for Caroline and me this evening. While this is typically made of pig blood we had to substitute fresh chicken blood as that was all that was available locally. With a little vinegar in the blood and some time to set in the refrigerator, the blood was soon congealed and ready to be worked through our pasta cutter. In moments we have a huge bowl of blood spaghetti. Normally I would have cooked up a pot of meat, bread crumbs, spices, and blood to make my own sausage but time was short and we were hungry. Instead of parmesan, we substituted ground chicken feet….oh wait a minute, this is actually a bowl of yarn Caroline had dyed at home using madder – sorry about that.

My Valentine

Caroline Wise playing house frau on Valentines Day in Phoenix, Arizona February 2010

Domestic bliss is the wife pretending to be the perfect house frau. What you are witnessing is a once-a-decade event where my wife, Caroline Wise gets into costume to tackle a chore she hasn’t performed during the previous ten years and gives it her all to see if she still has mastery over the mundane, such as ironing clothes. I’m not sure, but I believe this year should have been the “Clean The Toilet” event, come to think of it, I’d bet she hasn’t done that – ever. Oh yeah, Happy Valentines Day.