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hmpf1.) Vidding update:
Slowly making my way through all of this, so I have to revise my optimistic estimate of 'a week or two' for my re-edited vid upwards a bit. There is too much to learn, and there are too many technical problems to cope with. I may have to upgrade my computer a bit, too.
(Also, uni has started again, and I *really* need to begin taking it a bit more seriously now. I'm running out of time.)
2.) Because it will make![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
dunkle_feuer happy:
I've been wanting to read Paul Auster's New York Trilogy for a long time now, but university has now given me a reason to actually *do* it. There's a Paul Auster seminar this term. I bought the book today, and already started reading.
3.) Life on Mars update:
This show is selling itself. Last week I showed my unfinished vid to a number of people; nearly all of them immediately asked if they could see the show, as well. I converted an old classmate on Monday, AnduraNova of the Scape Sisters on Tuesday, a fellow archaeology student on Wednesday, and a library co-worker on Saturday. And I didn't even *try*. Heeeeh. (Wish Farscape were as easy to sell!)
4.) The Strange Bearded Men of Frankfurt:
Seen getting off the subway today: a massive man, Karl-Marx-type beard and hair, pushing a bicycle. On the carrier of the bike: boxes etc., and on top, a kind of cushion. On that cushion, a dog, black, with long, wavy fur, standing up on all fours on top of that pile of stuff, tail and head raised proudly, and barking.
And then there's also the Jesus of the Leipzigerstrasse. He's a middle-aged or slightly older guy with Jesus hair and beard, wearing a long red velvet skirt and some sort of suit jacket or sometimes a coat that he always just seems to throw over his shoulders, without putting his arms in the sleeves. He looks just a bit too clean and well-cared for (in a dishevelled kind of way) to be a homeless person, but he always sits somewhere in the street - on a bench, on a ground-floor windowsill... and he always seems to have bags with him, so maybe he *is* a homeless person.
Slowly making my way through all of this, so I have to revise my optimistic estimate of 'a week or two' for my re-edited vid upwards a bit. There is too much to learn, and there are too many technical problems to cope with. I may have to upgrade my computer a bit, too.
(Also, uni has started again, and I *really* need to begin taking it a bit more seriously now. I'm running out of time.)
2.) Because it will make
dunkle_feuer happy:I've been wanting to read Paul Auster's New York Trilogy for a long time now, but university has now given me a reason to actually *do* it. There's a Paul Auster seminar this term. I bought the book today, and already started reading.
3.) Life on Mars update:
This show is selling itself. Last week I showed my unfinished vid to a number of people; nearly all of them immediately asked if they could see the show, as well. I converted an old classmate on Monday, AnduraNova of the Scape Sisters on Tuesday, a fellow archaeology student on Wednesday, and a library co-worker on Saturday. And I didn't even *try*. Heeeeh. (Wish Farscape were as easy to sell!)
4.) The Strange Bearded Men of Frankfurt:
Seen getting off the subway today: a massive man, Karl-Marx-type beard and hair, pushing a bicycle. On the carrier of the bike: boxes etc., and on top, a kind of cushion. On that cushion, a dog, black, with long, wavy fur, standing up on all fours on top of that pile of stuff, tail and head raised proudly, and barking.
And then there's also the Jesus of the Leipzigerstrasse. He's a middle-aged or slightly older guy with Jesus hair and beard, wearing a long red velvet skirt and some sort of suit jacket or sometimes a coat that he always just seems to throw over his shoulders, without putting his arms in the sleeves. He looks just a bit too clean and well-cared for (in a dishevelled kind of way) to be a homeless person, but he always sits somewhere in the street - on a bench, on a ground-floor windowsill... and he always seems to have bags with him, so maybe he *is* a homeless person.
