PotD – Adorable
March 7th, 2010 ryan
What… is this doing in my parking spot.
Shot for let’s take a shot but not in time. Forced creativity can be a good thing.




Working through a backlog of shots from the last few weeks, prepare for bursts.
Off to the Post Office from Ryan G. Biv on Vimeo.
The above is cut from 9 minutes of video footage gained by strapping my point and shoot to the front chassis of a gator I took to the post office here on base in the Stan. Much of my day to day is equally mundane and surreal and the need to capture that essence is a constant, maddening itch.
The more perfect I want a capture to be the less likely I am to take it to completion. The timing for where the music kicks in grates like a rusty file but if I spent any more time on this thing, which was done solely in the wee hours of the morning when on duty, it likely would have been part of a mass deletion and never shared.
I guess I’m talking about compromise.

Started Red Faction last night, because I really need another outlet -virtual or otherwise- in which I wander a dusty, barren landscape.
So. Video Games.
Gave up on finishing the repetitive exercise that was Afro Samurai. Every once in a while Samuel L. Jackson’s character would bust out some kung-fu flavored dialogue and my interest would be refueled but for the most part the game strikes me as little more than a notch in the board of mediums that the franchise has populated. I have the comics and anime in the media buffer, perhaps they’ll prompt a revisit.
Cleared the first town in Red Faction at one go, the above gaming configuration a testament to accidental ergonomic perfection. At nights when major components are hidden away power plugs and HDMI cables encircle, either above in parallel lines or below tucked beneath sheets and springs.
I’m enjoying the change of scenery but between Crackdown, Prototype, and now Red Faction I feel as though a break from the sandbox styled run-around-and-carjack-vehicles formula is on the horizon. Pity as I had slotted time out here for GTA IV.
If I can truck my xbox down to the tent (where the satt internet link dwells) I can fill up with the last Fallout 3 DLC and, you know, wander a different wasteland for a while.
I started a new campaign in War 3 as well.
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Updates
Been throwing pics up here and there. To be honest the landscape in this isolated pocket of Makeshift Democracy fails to inspire. More like international summer camp than a Foreign Country.
I have developed a thing for the MRAPs, though.
Shot an updated version of My Day, Yesterday on a whim, should be up at flickr in the next couple of days.
Not much else to report. All the down time has me churning through media or sweating my ass off in the gym. Days of the week have failed to hold significance and 84 hour work weeks only measure is a biweekly pay stub. Scheduling has at least stabilized to where web classes are feasible so perhaps I’ll have something to show for 3 months in this dust pit other than a chunk of change.

I have a truck.
Friends know this.
Sometimes they make me haul things.
Things I don’t understand.