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Wakka wakka!

August 8, 2015

Hi everyone. Meet Fozzie Bear.

Fozzie came into our life a couple weeks ago, when North Shore Animal League paid Mashable a visit with some rescue puppies in tow. I took one look at Fozzie — he was just "Bear" back then — and texted a photo to Virginia, along with the "threat" that I might be coming home with a dog. 


It went on like that. I didn't pull the trigger right then, but we talked later and decided we wanted to add Fozzie to our little furry family. There was just one problem: North Shore said he'd been adopted. We smiled, said "Oh well," and agreed to keep looking. But we were both bummed; Fozzie seemed like the perfect pup for us.

Life went on. Virginia and I both went on half-assedly looking for another puppy. North Shore promised they'd call if anything changed with Bear, and I think we both secretly hoped for that slim possibility to play out. But let's be real, we thought. Who WOULDN'T adopt dat face?

Two different people, as it turns out. I got an email from the wonderful North Shore folks a few days after our hoped-for Bear adoption was shut down. He was available now. He could be ours. Were we still interested?

HELL YES. So we got Bear. And, thanks to Virginia, we re-dubbed his Fozzie Bear. It fits. He laughs a lot. And he's a brown, floppy, Muppet-esque bear-thing. He's also going to be a monster. Just 12 weeks old (maybe 11?) and already at 20 pounds. But he's still our little, fragile baby dog for now. 

Chasing waterfalls in the wilds of Iceland

June 22, 2014

There's an incredible difference between the Iceland that exists inside Reyjavik and the Iceland that lies beyond the capital's borders. Think about it like this: the country's total population is roughly 320,000, and roughly 120,000 of those people live in that single city. That's one-third of the total population. And it shows.

The landscape is very green and mountainous. It's not exactly fertile land — we saw very few farms during our four-hour drive east to Glacier Lagoon — but the vast expanses of open space that slope directly into towering mountains are like nothing we see here in the United States. The sharp elevation changes around coastal Iceland creates lots of very impressive waterfalls. Skógafoss was a highlight, just a giant gush of water falling hundreds of feet to pool at the base of a towering cliff. Virginia and I hiked up the 350+ steps to get to the top, then hopped a fence to get to a hiking path that led even deeper into the beautiful Iceland wilderness.

I can't stress this enough: if you ever venture to Iceland, be sure to set aside time to leave Reykjavik and explore. Both in and out of the city, we constantly let whatever cool thing we saw around the next corner, or on the next horizon, dictate where we went and what we did. It was a powerful experience.

Reykjavik adventure

June 22, 2014

I didn't make it back to cover EVE Fanfest 2014, but Virginia and I landed in Reykjavik on the day it ended for a much-needed week-long vacation. I actually managed to get sick within 24 hours of our arrival, so we didn't wander quite as much as I'd hoped. Still, it was an amazing vacation, and I enjoyed getting to explore some of the sights that I hadn't been able to check out during my 2013 trip.

Things you're not seeing: the staggering number of hot dogs that we consumed, an afternoon spent scooting around the city on a Segway (those things are lots of fun), a thorough examination of Iceland's various black licorice snacks, a creep uphill stroll along a forest path, and the hill-topping space-age complex that turned out to be a fancy restaurant.

More to come. I did a much better job of rallying once we got out into the Icelandic wilderness (aka Westeros).


December 18, 2013

The unfortunate reality of photographing lions is that you're going to want to have layers of fence and/or plexiglass separating you from these Great Cats that see just one thing when they look at you: lunch.

Here's a little anecdote from my visit to the Lion Habitat in Henderson, NV, home of the MGM Grand's two lions along with 20 or 30 others. The MGM lions are the first kitties you see when you walk into the habitat. Most of their living area is surrounded by a high, double-layered fence, but there's one spot that's just a sheet of thick plexiglass. There's a raised platform on the lions' side that the trainer can toss bits of food onto, so visitors can get a good look. One of the big fellas leapt up onto the platform while we were standing there next to a family with two small children. And that lion, bless him, suddenly lunged straight at the smaller of the two kids, mouth open.

Good job, protective plexiglass.

I did my best to make these photos presentable, but it's impossible to completely edit out the fact that there is always a barrier of some sort between the lions and their visitors. I'm still pretty happy with how the photos turned out. And hey, no one got eaten during my viisit.

Coney Island randomness

December 18, 2013

I took a trip down to Coney Island earlier in the fall, at a time when it was cool enough to be free of crowds but not cold enough to make for a miserable trip. Not that dismal weather would keep me away. Coney Island is gorgeous when it's blanketed in snow.

Wandering up and down the boardwalk never feels right until I can chase it with a visit to the New York Aquarium, so I did just that. It was half-price admission when I went, due to the fact that so much of the park remains closed after Hurricane Sandy. If you ever find yourself down at Coney Island, set aside an hour ot two to stop by. The Wildlife Conservation Society does good work, and they could always use the support. There's a big remodeling effort underway for the aquarium that should make visits more awesome starting in 2015. Check it out.

I fell into a Valley of Fire…

December 17, 2013

With apologies to Johnny Cash for that terribly punny headline. I don't know where my dear friend and colleague Ryan Fleming is right now, but rest assured he's offended by its existence.

Hi Internet. I haven't been here since the early summer, though my camera's been plenty busy. The new job has pretty much turned this website into a photo gallery, and I'm perfectly okay with that. I currently have thousands of photos to sort through, gathered over the past six months. Forget about all of those though. I'm in Las Vegas right now! And I went to the Valley of Fire State Park today!

What an incredible collections of vistas. Very different from Red Rock Canyon, which I've also chronicled here. It's much flatter, more spread out. And man oh man is it gorgeous. Beautiful rock formations, lots of wildlife, and a surprising number of untouched, well-preserved petroglyphs. I was there today, and I came back from the trip so charged that I needed to put the photos up right away. I'll get to the rest of my backlog… eventually. Maybe a 2013 round-up. I don't know. This is my website. I'm not beholden to anyone other than my lazy ass. Enjoy the sights.

Three cheers for 5 Pointz

June 23, 2013

I haven't been here lately. Between starting the new job, preparing for E3, going to E3, coming back from E3, getting sick, getting better, and catching up, there's been little time for Geek Manifesto. I've been using my camera plenty though, and here's a new selection from my most recent outing to 5 Pointz.

If you live in or visit New York City and you have any appreciation for offbeat art forms, this is a place you need to go. Never seen it? Take a ride out to Queens on the 7 train and just stare out the north-facing windows. You'll see it then. Better to get off the train and wander though. Go read about it.

I've got nothing else. It's Sunday and a great deal of food was just consumed. Just look at the pretty picture and let me foodcomasleep. G'night.

Un-EVE-y listening

May 8, 2013

I can think of a few former editors who would punch me in the jaw for that headline. Good thing I don't give a shit about SEO on my personal website.

The epic series of days that was CCP Games' EVE FanFest 2013 came to an end with the annual Party at the Top of the World, so named because Reykjavik is the northernmost capital of a sovereign nation (thanks to CCP's David Reid for that little nugget).

The party amounts to a massive steam blow-off, a chunk of nighttime hours — not that you'd ever know it in Reykjavik — when CCP devs gather together with fans at the Harpa concert hall for a night of hard partying and loud music. The latter was a big highlight for me, personally, thanks to CCP's booking of DJ Z-Trip as the headliner.

Perhaps you've heard Z-Trip? I first discovered his stuff in 1996 when he opened for DJ Shadow and Cut Chemist at New York City's Irving Plaza during their brief Product Placement tour. You know all of those mash-ups that are so damn popular right now? Well, Z-Trip is a big reason for that. He tailored a killer set for the EVE FanFest crowd, including a nod to CCP's own rap, Harden the Fuck Up.

Peer at my pics up top. Then go seek out DJ Z-Trip recordings. I highly, HIGHLY recommend Uneasy Listening, Vol. 1. You can find that and plenty more on Z-Trip's website.

What a desolate place this is

May 3, 2013

It makes me a little sad to realize that it took me this long to headline one of my Geek Manifesto posts with a Star Wars quote. C'est la vie.

Touristy scenic photos usually gaze at lush, tropical locations or snow-covered peaks or dense forests teeming with life. Iceland isn't any of those things. It is beautiful though, in its own special way. That's not meant to be condescending. It is a special place. There is a simple sort of power in the desolate expanses outside of Reykyavik. I could see myself spending a lot of time there.

Here are some looks at the Iceland wilderness, plus a few of the Blue Lagoon. A neat place if you're okay with dipping yourself into a steaming hot petri dish while wind cuts through every exposed sliver of flesh. It offers beautiful photo opps though. Just look at that water.

I can't wait to go back. Did I mention that they have ridiculous hot dogs?

Reykjavik: A land of amazing hot dogs and stunning street art

May 2, 2013

I ate so many hot dogs last week. They do them up right in Iceland's capital, Reykjavik. There's a little hot dog stand near the Harpa, a concert hall that was the backdrop for most of my daylight hours during the trip, and I was a frequent customer there. The rough equivalent of $4 in Iceland's ISK would get me this normal-sized tube of vaguely identifiable meat, topped with ketchup, a local sweet relish, raw onions, and — here's the clincher — fried onions. Very fried. Crunchy fried. It lends a nice bonus consistency to the dog, and an added bit of deliciousness.

I also tried whale steak and visited a penis museum. The former was surprisingly delicious (and sustainably fished!) and the latter amounted to an extended barrage of puns launched by myself and my traveling companions in the U.S. press. When I was asked to tweet proof of the penis museum visit on my arrival home, I sent out an iPhone pic with a dick-adorned shot glass alongside an apology, explaining that it was all I "had handy at the moment." I fired out another tweet to the same person a few minutes later to express the hope that he'd hesitated in fear before clicking that link.

I know that wasn't a pun. Shut up. That's why. It was funny. Now laugh, monkey.

Reykjavik isn't just a haven for tubes of meat, preserved and cooked alike. It's also host to a magnificent array of street art. I spent part of one morning wandering through the streets with my good pal and colleague Alex Rubens, and we saw some great stuff. Check it out. More to come.

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