A few weeks ago I had the honour of shooting my buddy Jason's wedding to his absolute perfect match Jennifer, at the FDNY Museum in New York City.

I met Jason years ago while I was the chief photographer at a daily newspaper and he was looking for a staff photographer job with a newspaper. We immediately hit it off and I found him a job on the photo staff. When I made the decision to leave my job at the newspaper I made sure the chief photographer job went to Jason.

Since our first meeting while photographing at factory fire in Southern Vermont in the middle of the night Jason and I have been friends.............. so when Jason told me he was getting married to Jennifer he never asked me to shoot his wedding. Nope, he didn't ask, he told me flat out that I was shooting his wedding. Jason never gave Jennifer any options of looking elsewhere, which was just a little more pressure than I like, but if I wasn't asked to shoot it I probably would have crashed the wedding and photographed it anyway :0)

The FDNY Museum provided the perfect location for the wedding. Jason is a former firefighter-paramedic and Jennifer is a firefighter. Both love fire trucks and are proud of their involvement in the firefighting community.

So, with absolutely pride and joy I present to you Jennifer and Jason's wedding in New York City.


( Click Here To See Jennifer & Jason's Wedding Day )

We have the Rockafire Explosion covering Usher:




Oh there are many more like these on YouTube as well. Enjoy.

My ankle: http://pics.livejournal.com/xb95/pic/002kbscr/ ...

I won't post it here, in case people aren't into big nasty bruises. Oh and take this and multiply the surface area by a couple factors and that's my left inner thigh, too. Didn't post a picture of that. Pretty sure my tailbone/lower back look similar, but didn't take a snapshot.

Interestingly enough, I guess you can tell it's a deep bruise by how long it's taken to be visible. It was not there last night. This morning when I got up you could see it, but it was half the size of what it is above. I wonder how big it will get.

Whee.

Finally, got in last night, two hours late, on the very delayed WN1651 from MDW, at 23:30.

It's good to be home.

More later.

Donated breakfast (half a bowl of cereal) back to the porcelain gods. Oh well. Think it was probably because I took the vicodin on an empty stomach. The pharmacist said I should always take it with food, but I was in a little too much pain this morning to really care.

Also, I'm going to be working this week! Keeps my mind off of stuff.

PS, I am probably going to be somewhat spammy for the week. Oh well.

Couldn't sleep more than about 1.5 hours at a time last night. Kept waking up because I'd move and it'd hurt myself awake. But then I'd have to pee, too, and so I'd hobble to the bathroom.

I have learned something interesting. Your body, when exposed to extreme amounts of pain, will shiver uncontrollably. At least mine does. My left ankle is now a three inch circle of solid black. The bruise is amazing. My left inner thigh is mottled purple and black.

My right ankle hurts almost as bad and will probably be blossoming its own bruise at some point. My back is ten times worse than yesterday. My left arm is starting to hurt now too.

Standing up/sitting down and walking are the most agonizing things I have ever done. Janine got to watch me hobble to the bathroom this morning alternately shaking uncontrollably and blinking the tears out of my eyes because it hurts so much.

Not really very fun, I must say.

...

Oh, someone found the police traffic:

0589D0707 9:39AM Traffic Collision - Minor Injuries WB SR84 JWO NEWARK BLVD Hayward
ADDITIONAL DETAILS
9:49AM 2ND 1182 - 2 VEHS INV
9:48AM 1039 CENTRAL
9:46AM #1 LANE BLOCKED
9:45AM PER FSP WB 84 AT NEWARK IN CD
9:40AM 1039 1141
9:40AM RIDER LAYING IN CD
9:40AM MC ON RHS
9:40AM MC VS WALL
9:40AM MC VS SIL FORD ESCORT

Wow. Apparently my bike made it to the right-hand shoulder... across three lanes of traffic... no wonder I didn't see it.

Because I love their photos, and I love designing guest books, here's another book I just finished for Edwin and Misty. These books are the coolest wedding accessory this year! Tien loved her book so much she wouldn't let her guests write in it, and went and bought a generic book!! Yes, they are that awesome. I'm sending this one to print tonight after I proof it one last time. I love the cover and can't wait to see how it looks!

This is the front cover, if it were laying open and flat. The left is the back and the right is the cover. You can see the whole thing HERE.

Today:

* Micah learned that she likes watermelon.
* Niko had a mid-air collision with my face.

Here's what happened.

I was westbound on 84, on the section in Newark where it's going up to the Dumbarton Bridge. If you are familiar with that section, there's a bit where they're doing construction on the left to widen the roadway. It's three lanes at this point. You get to the end of the construction, and a carpool lane appears out of nowhere, making it four lanes. That's roughly where this took place, right passed the construction, where the carpool lane opens.

It was 9:45 AM, today. I was in the left lane, doing prevailing speed (55 MPH at the time). The carpool lane opens up. I do my typical three part check:

1) Look in the lane I'm about to go into, up the direction of travel, see what's there. Check - nobody in the lane for a good 1000 feet or more.

2) Look at the cars in front of me, do headcounts, try to determine if any of them are likely to jump into the carpool lane. Check - the three cars I could see in directly in front of me were single occupant.

3) Look in my mirror (then headcheck!) to ensure nobody is next to or coming up behind me. Check - it was totally empty!

So. I did what any enterprising rider who wants into the next lane does. I signaled for a second and then pulled over (while headchecking again), and started accelerating. Then I point my head forward again, and then the crap hits the fan.

Sequence of events:

1) Carpool lane completely clear, I pull into it, begin acceleration. (And by 'begin' I mean, I told my wrist to start twisting. This all happened so fast I didn't *actually* accelerate more than a nudge.)

2) The instant I pull into the lane, the two cars that were in front of me in the other lane cut to the left and emergency braked, simultaneously. And by emergency brake, I mean, they were slowing down hard, foot jammed up that brake pedal until it saw engine block. I distinctly recall the cars dipping forward severely.

3) I started braking (hard) and did similar to them, yanked the steering to the left, trying to prevent a rear end. (I felt there was no way in hell I was going to stop in time, given how close we were at this point.)

4) I made it to the left side of the lane and that's when I went down. Keep this in mind, steps 2-4 have taken MAYBE a second. That's it. It was nearly instant, or at least it felt that way to me.

5) The bike goes down, but it didn't go ahead of me. I honestly don't know if I high sided or if the bike slid to the side, but it wasn't ahead of me, I never saw it again. I hit the pavement on my left side, and I distinctly recall seeing that car that I was trying to avoid to my right, still working on stopping.

6) I remember pushing myself and trying to change the direction of the slide away from the car, and hit the concrete divider. (That big wall of concrete to the side.) And that's mostly what I was hugging as I slid to a stop.

7) As soon as I stopped, I looked up, saw that I was still bodily in the carpool lane (albeit way over) and saw that I was at the end of the concrete. I got out of there on hands and knees, scrambling off of the roadway.

8) When I hit the dirt/grass on the side, I flopped down on my back, spine/legs/arms straight, and stayed there until the paramedics showed up.

That's about when the events that were omg-so-fast stopped. I was on my back in the dirt. First thing I did was a generic body check: ten fingers all wiggling, arms moving, ten toes all wiggling, legs moving. Head ... well, I can gently turn it, but didn't want to get too fancy, because who knows, I'd be afraid of exacerbating any injury.

Some people showed up. The first was someone from a car who stopped, and looked very confused. I believe it was the guy in front of me, but he didn't say that one way or another really. Anyway, I pulled out my phone (it was fine, didn't scrape that part of me) and dialed Janine, handing it to the guy to talk to her. He proved inept at this, so I took it back from him, and talked to her myself.

Then some construction workers showed up and one, guy named Steve, took charge of the situation. Said 911 had been called, asked what my problems were ('none, really') and went from there. Eventually the paramedics showed up and we went through the whole thing again. They got my helmet off, put a neck brace on, stuck me on a body board, and hauled me away in the ambulance. (Oh and at some point in all of this, a CHP officer took my statement.)

The ambulance ride is uneventful. They didn't use their sirens since I wasn't critical. They put an IV in, started a saline drip. Did lots of talking to me, making sure I was good, etc. Then eventually we got to Eden Medical Center up in Castro Valley. Wheeled me into the Trauma Center. About 10 people descended on me like angels (or demons) and poked, prodded, repositioned, and asked questions. It was pretty crazy.

Later I went through a CT scan (CAT scan? dunno), they looked at my head/neck/organs. They did more tests, blood stuff, gave me a tetanus shot (couldn't remember when my last one was), and blah blah blah. Lots of stuff. All in all, I think they did a really good job, and I'm really happy to have landed in the arms of the people I was being taken care of by.

Janine showed up at some point. They took the neck brace and body board out. I got a prescription for some vicodin. I got to go home.

I'm bored of writing this entry, so I think I'm going to wander off. Read a book or relax or something. Pretty fucking sore, and everybody tells me tomorrow is just going to be worse.

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Except, right now...

Sitting in the gate area of delayed Southwest Airlines Flight 1651, we're about to go, I think.

Very tired.

O.K. Not really random. I don't even want to begin to try to explain why I love this video, or even what she's singing about. But, I love it.

Yay!
http://google-opensource.blogspot.com/2008/07/protocol-buffers-googles-data.html

(and don't worry, I'm working on Perl support... :-))

Update: Join the Perl group if you're interested:
http://groups.google.com/group/protobuf-perl

Bike wrecked, freeway at 55mph, my fall was broken by the concrete. Gear saved my skin. Nothing broken. On vicodin, left ankle and lower back are pretty fucking sore.

Bike is totaled. I never even got to see her down. RIP, Green Power Ranger.

It’s fairly well documented what to do if you have a subversion repository and want to develop on it with git. What if you have a project you started in a git repository, but now need to publish it to a subversion repo?

After several attempts and resets, this seems to be what you have to do to check a project you built with local git into an arbitrary place in a subversion repository.

1. Make a new git repo: mkdir ~/import; cd ~/import; git init
2. Make the new remote directory in the svn repo: svn mkdir http://example.com/proj/
3. Link up with the empty path using git-svn: git svn clone -T '' http://example.com/proj/
4. Add your original repo as a remote: git remote add dev file:///home/username/work/proj
5. git pull dev master to pull in all the original git repo’s commits.
6. git svn rebase to rebase all the commits on top of the svn commit.
7. In my case, the rebase halted on some commits in the git history where I added files. I had to git add the files manually, then git rebase --continue.
8. git svn dcommit (or with -n to check… but it’s just a list of commit IDs, so it sure didn’t make me feel that much better about doing it)

You can then really check it worked by comparing the subversion content to your git repo:

1. cp -R ~/work/proj proj-git
2. rm -r proj-git/.git
3. svn export http://example.com/proj/ proj-svn
4. diff -rub proj-svn proj-git

As usual in UNIX, silence is golden.

The Crest Art Show in Williamsburg, Brooklyn (which includes one piece of mine and one from my mom) was featured over the weekend in the New York Times.

In Williamsburg Store, Customers Find Art Among the Wrenches

One night last month, Joe Franquinha closed the store after the last customer left and turned the artists loose to set up their work... Read more >>

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Went on like our 7th house boat trip to Shasta over the long weekend, had an awesome time.

Highlights:

* Skiing 4 times, getting up on a wake board my first try.
* Excellent food
* Very relaxed crowd
* Crazy air tankers skimming the water like 100 feet away from us, taking off again, then bombing fores fires... every ~30 minutes.

Weather was great and I got a ton of sun. Skin feels kinda crispy but I think it's mostly just dehydrated. I woke up early this morning still on houseboat time, which is good for productivity. My arms are incredibly sore and don't really bend that well, but hopefully that'll be fixed by next week. :-P

My friends Eric and Lindsey invited me over to their home in Knoxville to photograph their newest addition, baby Cole. Lindsey had a scary delivery after Cole inhaled a dangerous amount of meconium (when baby makes a poo while still in the womb). She was rushed into an emergency c-section, and Eric said the nurse literally put her hands in Lindsey's incision and ripped her open to deliver Cole. He spent a little bit of time in the NICU, but is doing beautifully now that he's home with Mom and Dad. Lindsey is recovering great too, after being cut hip to hip! I'm so happy to see everyone at home and feeling better.

Anyway, Cole wasn't too happy to see me. The first photo is worth a million words, and pretty accurate to describe how he felt about having his photos taken. After a little convincing, and some loving from Mommy, he calmed down and decided to work with me. I got some great shots of the little peanut. Eric and Lindsey, I hope you're all doing well. Enjoy your sneak peek!