August 25th, 2007

Lack of Internet Connectivity

Facebook impressions

Facebook is made to be fun. That's good. I like fun. I'm so enthusiastic about life most of the time, it's not hard for me not to get excited and quickly grow to like all manner of people and things. One of the quickest ways to make me grow tired of you is to try to impress me or make me like you. And Facebook, so far, is trying too hard. It's trying to be my best friend, and I never like that. It wants to be an indispensable part of my life. And really, it's not actually that good.Collapse )

Moo Cards

I recently got a set of Moo Cards made, and they've proved rather popular. For those who don't know, Moo is a company in the UK that makes mini-cards, about half the height of the standard business card. They do text mini-cards and photo mini-cards, and on the back there's room for a few bits of info.

This lot have my name, LJ, cafepress, and eBay addresses, and the line "writer, artist, bastard, wanderer..."

I rather like them. I'd been thinking about getting business cards made, and this way they'd feature some of my photographic work, which appealed.

So below the cut is my first set. A few people asked about them, so I thought I'd chuck them up and give a quick run-down. All the pictures were taken this year, and I've put the cards in order of popularity, from most to least. Collapse )

The cards are good quality, thick, and the pictures came out looking much nicer than they do in this shot. I'm looking at getting a few more batches made up using different shots and with different details on the back. Hoping to do one lot of people shots.

There are probably different companies locally able to do the same thing, but I have to say I enjoyed the ease with which I was able to get them made. Upload the shots, place them, pay for them, and wait.

Travel Plans

Okay, some quick and dirty dates for those who are interested... Actual days may vary depending on tiredness, good days, etc. Collapse )For any of the friends I hope to catch up with on this trip, no presents please. Anything given to me would just take up valuable space and may get damaged, so your present to me can be saving me the grief. The trip is my present to myself, and seeing people will be a big part of that.