Not.
So very, very not.
As usual, I dismissed all the wishful thinking cleverly masked as dire warnings. Then, on Friday night we saw the ring around the moon, impressive and suggestive of heavy weather (the math, more photos). The only other time in my life that I saw the moon ring, a huge thunderstorm hit the following night. (I was camping at the time. While we listened to the thunderstorm hammer down outside, the Princess and I congratulated ourselves on having given up on the swampy little pup tent and gone to sleep in her dad's van instead.)
So what horrendous weather rolled in after the moon ring?
A day-long flurry. Yes, it snowed for a whole day and looked pretty in the process, but a minor accumulation of slush on grassy areas just doesn't say "winter storm" to me.
It was still too cold to go outside, so I played with my camera inside.
Sparky by speedlight
Oz got me some gels to help with color correction on the flashgun. Here I've got a tungsten gel (to compensate for light bulb light) on the flash and the white balance on the camera set to tungsten. The result? A kitty with a healthy golden glow and the daylight from the window behind him blued up quite nicely. It was actually bright and sunny outside.
Time continues to fly by. I still have my job. I seem to be getting used to it (in that I am still employed, still able to get myself to the office every day, still interested in what I'm doing). I'm liking the benefits and the steady paycheck. I get days off and my paycheck stays the same. I can make financial plans based on the expectation that the money will show up when it's supposed to. When you're self-employed, you base your plans on the money not showing up and a day off is always a day without pay.
One thing that is hard to get used to is being indoors all day. Leaving home in the dark and returning home in the dark. But it's already starting to get lighter. The last couple weeks I've been able to enjoy winter sunset clouds on my way home. And from one of the windows in the office I can glimpse the Washington Monument turning pink when the sun is hanging out at the horizon. I'm only going to be in this particular office till April, so I'll enjoy the windows and the view while I can.
My trainee group was tops in production for the quarter, so we got swag. They didn't give us swag when we started up. I guess it's cheaper to wait and then give the swag to just ten percent of the incoming trainees. We got a mug and a lapel pin with the organization seal. Pretty minimal swaggage. The mug has a flared top. Yeah, basically they rewarded us with dribble cups.
Am I in a Dilbert cartoon yet?
504 words | January 21, 2008 08:10 PM | Working for The ManYour posting on 4/16/2006- I was not sure how to comment on that one. The sign used to say "Richmond Banana Co" then Dickinson and Selfe Produce. And yep, it used to house the horses for the fire house. Thought you would like to know.
Posted by: Deb at January 25, 2008 08:46 PMI do remember the banana sign. I think the produce place was operating until fairly recently. I sort of remember walking by and seeing crates of them.
I'll paste your comment into that entry and re-open comments there.
Posted by: 100 word minimum at January 31, 2008 10:45 PM