Pic of the day 103/365
Pic of the day 102/365
Pic of the day 101/365
Monday, April 14, 2008
Major slacker...
Pic of the day 104/365
Pic of the day 103/365
Pic of the day 102/365
Pic of the day 101/365
Pic of the day 103/365
Pic of the day 102/365
Pic of the day 101/365
Thursday, April 10, 2008
One hundred.
Pic of the day 100/365
So to celebrate 100. I entered the PDN Hottest Photo Assistant Contest
I also entered someone who assists me from time to time.
So to celebrate 100. I entered the PDN Hottest Photo Assistant ContestI also entered someone who assists me from time to time.
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
Jets and desert.
Pic of the day 99/365
Just another buyout...
Seattle Times
And some eye candy...
Water World (no, not the bad movie, don't worry, click on it.)
Just another buyout...Seattle Times
And some eye candy...
Water World (no, not the bad movie, don't worry, click on it.)
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
Life without print.
Pic of the day 98/365
Making up for some slack.
Life without the print edition. It is coming closer each day.
Doing the bare minimum to get buy doesn't cut it. Some are learning, slowly, it is just too late for them now. They have run out of oxygen and are still far from the summit. They only learn when the out-of-sight/out-of-mind attitude catches up to them.
Don't worry about problems or issues until they affect you, right? It is a very contagious form of apathy.
I will find myself taking a voluntary exit from the world of journalism in the coming months to negate any forcible exit that might come my way. Larger outlets can't keep up with the lies of the 24-hr news networks and the instantaneous influx of information that is flooding the lanes of the information super highway. The smaller outlets are far to oblivious to what is going on in their industry.
When employees only knowledge of what to do when a server is down for a period of time is to turn off their system and wait around with arms crossed it gets pretty scary for any hope of survival in the "new media" or "web 2.0" age.
Self interest, the greatest motivator of all. After all it is our instinct to survive and protect ourselves, but this does not lend it'self well to prospering as a society.
"It takes money to make money."
"It's the cost of doing business."
"You get what you pay for."
These are things publishers don't understand. There is a gaping void between the reality that is and the reality that is perceived by them. The medium is dying. The adaptation isn't occurring in sync. Like the do-do, elephant bird and (depending on who you ask) the ivory-billed woodpecker coming soon to this list will be the morning edition.
The Internet should have been something all forms of media floated too like the a moth to the glow of a lamp. (you know, attacking it with an earnest curiosity to learn it's possibilities) The web was just what the news industry was wanting. The ability to provide on-demand information and content in real time.
Instead, the television and radio news industries took it, while the newspaper industry sat back at watched.
What sells papers are the obituaries and wedding announcements. No longer is it information or insight. Even with a paper's attempt to transition to the web, What continues to overwhelm the hits counter are the obituaries and advertisements. I guess it is the bright colors that draw them to the "Win a free Ipod" banner rather than the story about children struggling in school because funding was used improperly.
I could continue, but I will stop here.
Making up for some slack.Life without the print edition. It is coming closer each day.
Doing the bare minimum to get buy doesn't cut it. Some are learning, slowly, it is just too late for them now. They have run out of oxygen and are still far from the summit. They only learn when the out-of-sight/out-of-mind attitude catches up to them.
Don't worry about problems or issues until they affect you, right? It is a very contagious form of apathy.
I will find myself taking a voluntary exit from the world of journalism in the coming months to negate any forcible exit that might come my way. Larger outlets can't keep up with the lies of the 24-hr news networks and the instantaneous influx of information that is flooding the lanes of the information super highway. The smaller outlets are far to oblivious to what is going on in their industry.
When employees only knowledge of what to do when a server is down for a period of time is to turn off their system and wait around with arms crossed it gets pretty scary for any hope of survival in the "new media" or "web 2.0" age.
Self interest, the greatest motivator of all. After all it is our instinct to survive and protect ourselves, but this does not lend it'self well to prospering as a society.
"It takes money to make money."
"It's the cost of doing business."
"You get what you pay for."
These are things publishers don't understand. There is a gaping void between the reality that is and the reality that is perceived by them. The medium is dying. The adaptation isn't occurring in sync. Like the do-do, elephant bird and (depending on who you ask) the ivory-billed woodpecker coming soon to this list will be the morning edition.
The Internet should have been something all forms of media floated too like the a moth to the glow of a lamp. (you know, attacking it with an earnest curiosity to learn it's possibilities) The web was just what the news industry was wanting. The ability to provide on-demand information and content in real time.
Instead, the television and radio news industries took it, while the newspaper industry sat back at watched.
What sells papers are the obituaries and wedding announcements. No longer is it information or insight. Even with a paper's attempt to transition to the web, What continues to overwhelm the hits counter are the obituaries and advertisements. I guess it is the bright colors that draw them to the "Win a free Ipod" banner rather than the story about children struggling in school because funding was used improperly.
I could continue, but I will stop here.
Monday, April 7, 2008
Sunday, April 6, 2008
Friday, April 4, 2008
Campaign.
Pic of the day 94/365
Not much to say, just some eye candy from five hours at a campaign speech.
Not much to say, just some eye candy from five hours at a campaign speech.
Thursday, April 3, 2008
What constitution?
Pic of the day 93/365
Gotta wake early... the 42nd is going to be in town. So, I get to tango with the secret service just as this guy did. LINK
I will be sure to detail my encounters with them.
Something of a facade for the freedom of the press.
The Newseum
Gotta wake early... the 42nd is going to be in town. So, I get to tango with the secret service just as this guy did. LINKI will be sure to detail my encounters with them.
Something of a facade for the freedom of the press.
The Newseum
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
Searching
Pic of the day 92/365
Just after thinking about the press corps being on the road with the candidates, I found a bit of insight into that world.
Room on the Bus
Just after thinking about the press corps being on the road with the candidates, I found a bit of insight into that world.Room on the Bus
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
What debate?
Pic of the day 91/365
Sitting in the mostly empty room I began to feel the pains of the throngs of photographers on the press corps covering the campaigns.
I caught a glimpse of a kid reading a paper, you know in between his txt messages and whispering phone calls.
"Worst medium EVER!"
Sitting in the mostly empty room I began to feel the pains of the throngs of photographers on the press corps covering the campaigns.I caught a glimpse of a kid reading a paper, you know in between his txt messages and whispering phone calls.
"Worst medium EVER!"
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