Tag: photos

  • On Board, by the pool, drink in hand!

    It was a long journey, but we finally made it on board. After this, we finally had a hot shower and a good nap.

    I splurged on 115 minutes of Internet access on board for $55. I can use it on my G1 with Wi-Fi, but I must be frugal. So, just a few updates this week!

  • Library –> Geotagged with the G1!



    Library –>
    Originally uploaded by Daniel Greene

    Why buy books when you can borrow? I love my public library!

    I took this photo on my new T-Mobile G1 with Google. It automatically geotagged it before I emailed it to Flickr. For those who are wondering how to geotag photos with the G1, I’ll explain– and then you’ll see how easy it is!

    When you go to the Camera app, hit the Menu button before you take a shot. Select Settings, and then select “Store location in pictures.” This setting will stick until you change it again.

    For even greater accuracy; i.e. to pin your location down to Street level, go to the Home screen and pull up Apps; then select the Settings icon. Then select Security & location. Then select Enable GPS satellites and make sure it’s checked. Deselecting it will conserve battery power, but only when you’re using Maps or an app that uses Maps, such as Camera if you selected “Store location in pictures.” You can always deselect it if you want to save battery power and/or don’t care for pinpoint accuracy.

    I love how effortless it is to take and share geotagged photos with the G1, and I am fully satisfied with its accuracy. My husband and I are going to the Mediterranean for two weeks, and while we’re there, I will take geotagged photos with the G1 in Airplane mode (because the GPS works even when wireless services are turned off), and when I find free WiFi hotspots, I’ll moblog them to our family website, smithersgreene.net

    And when we get back home, I can’t wait to borrow another great book from the library!

  • Andy’s Breakfast Casserole

    Andy's Breakfast Casserole

    Andy told me he would be making his breakfast casserole this morning. He had never made this signature dish in our five years together, so hm… but here’s his recipe:

    Lay bread slices in one layer on bottom of greased baking dish, pour over the bread a mixture of eggs and half & half. Cover with crumbled breakfast sausage (bulk sausage, the kind that you buy in a crimped tube), and sautéed onions, bell peppers, and tomatoes. Top with shredded cheese.

    Andy let it soak in the refrigerator  overnight. Then he baked it for about a half an hour the next morning. The flavors were good, but the bread was soggy. If we were to do it again, I would say don’t leave it in the fridge overnight; just make it in the morning, and cook it in a hot oven (400°) for at least 45 minutes. I would like to try it again, but I’d want to make sure the soaked bread got fully cooked, like French toast.

  • Putting the Pieces Together

    I need to take a break from Flickr and piece together some new creative projects.

    Instead of writing books, scholarly articles, creating and presenting workshops, putting on singing concerts, or any number of other things I might do, I’ve spent the past two years and two months on Flickr. Lately, as you can see, I’ve been weaning myself from the constant level I kept up for two years. I’ve been shooting fewer photos and only posting three photos a day– or fewer. I’ve been working on jigsaw puzzles — like this one — rather than spending so much time on photos and Flickr. Even if I do nothing but puzzles, reading books (which I’ve been doing a lot more of), and watching TV, it would be better than spending so much time on photography and Flickr. Sure, I could spend more time on photography and try to make it pay, but that’s another career I don’t feel like making a go of right now. I’d rather make more of my ASL interpreting career.

    I’ve been interpreting and going to interpreting workshops for the past 18+ years. Babies have been born and raised to adulthood while I’ve been taking workshops from other interpreters. It’s time that I started teaching workshops rather than just attending them. Maybe I’m being too hard on myself, but that’s how I feel about it. I have a lot of experience, knowledge, and insight, and I want to make something of it. I now have a workshop outlined and scheduled for November 22 from 9am-3pm.

    I’m also a performing artist. I’m contracted to sing in (more…)

  • Chain3d



    Chained to the Sea
    Originally uploaded by Daniel Greene

    Just as a boat is chained to the sea, sometimes I feel chained to Flickr.

    I am now going through the 420 photos I took during the six days of my trip. Four hundred and twenty photos that all came out well. Yes, there are some things that I took multiple shots of in order to get the best one, but still… how do you work your way through all that and post it on Flickr without boring people? I’ve been limiting myself to posting only three or four photos a day so that people will look at them, which seems to be working, except I have to ask myself why I share all these photos with the world. I took this working vacation on my own, and one of the reasons I took these photos was to share them with my husband, Andy, who couldn’t come on the trip with me. That makes sense to me– to want to share with my husband everything I wish I could have shared with him while we were apart. And I suppose it makes sense to want to share photos with family and close friends. But I’m starting to wonder why I care whether people I’ve never met will stop and look at my photos. I hardly make any money giving my photos away. I could write travel articles and get paid for the work I put into taking, geotagging, editing, organizing, naming, describing my photos… but I don’t. Instead, I spend several hours each day on the computer and on Flickr. I post photos and look at other people’s photos. I enjoy this, but often it seems like work.

    I sometimes look at what I do as a creative outlet and a chance to share information with others just for the sake of sharing. I guess there’s a part of me that (more…)