Sound Mobility

I don’t write about podcasting on this blog much anymore, but since it *IS* a creative endeavor, it felt appropriate to do so in this case.

Since I’ll basically be a couch-surfing vagrant for about eight weeks between finishing work in Madison and moving to Saint Paul, I’m glad that I have my “mobile podcasting” equipment, ready to set up anywhere that I can find electricity and an Internet connection.  There is still quite a bit of stuff that I need for any given show, though, so I also needed a good way to carry it around.

Some time late last year, I got an old briefcase from my brother-in-law.  It’s a fairly standard-sized briefcase, faux leather on the outside, combo locks, and a few folio pockets on the inside.  My test run of using the briefcase came a few weeks ago, when I wrapped up my equipment in old t-shirts and found out that it would indeed all fit in the case.  The move prompted me to finally complete the idea I had when I first acquired said case…

Without even measuring the case to be sure of what would fit, I bought 2 sets of Pelican  Pick n’ Pluck foam for a 1200 case.  Since I was buying the foam for a briefcase, I figured I wouldn’t find an exact fit, anyway.  I went with something that I *knew* was smaller, and hoped to make it work.  The other options that I found online were unbelievably expensive.

Working with this perforated foam lining was pretty easy.  The two “main” compartments fit pretty nicely inside my case, with a little room to spare in the back.  That worked out perfectly, with my “fragile” components going into those main areas, and cables/power packs tucked in the back.  Take a look at the pictures — I thought the whole deal turned out pretty well.

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All set for ‘casting on the road this summer!

Back on the Move

Photo by: Christopher KoppesCC BY-NC-SA 2.0

So, I’m moving out of another apartment at the end of this month.  This will be my 15th move1 since the spring of 1999.  I’ve written from time-to-time about how good I’ve gotten at it.

I definitely haven’t aspired to this transience, but that’s just the way things have gone.  Even though I’m just getting started with packing, I’m confident that I’ll be able to get things boxed up and ready without a lot of teeth-gnashing.  I’ve got a whole weekend without any other obligations coming up, and a fine storage facility to start stashing my stuff.

It never hurts to get rid of some things when you move, though.  I eliminated a mess of books the last time (predominantly from grabbing public domain digital versions instead), and I might cut out some more on this go-’round.  At various times since I moved into my current place, I also thinned out my wardrobe, sold or stored more DVDs, and dumped some bulky electronics.  I could see CDs going into semi-permanent storage this time, and ditto for all these old toys that are rapidly losing their sentimental value.

Some of those who know me will try to point out that I still have lots of stuff, and don’t want to part with a good portion of it.  My attachment to those sorts of possessions, though, have more to do with lifestyle and income than sentiment, though.  Of course I don’t want to lose or get rid of my computer(s), TV, cameras, and other favorite gadgets; they are how I make myself seen on the Internet, stay in touch with people I know, and enjoy my hobbies.  Any of them could replaced, if they had to be, some at substantial cost.  I have, in recent moves, made a habit of cutting loose from things that might be considered highly sentimental.

There are times that I wonder, then, if making snap decisions about my sentimental attachment to “things” has dulled my overall capacity for sentiment.  “Stuff” that I own doesn’t really affect me that way very often anymore.  My desire to reflect on the past and dwell in warm memories seems to be reduced.  Is this change attributable to my detachment from certain possessions, a by-product of my brainaltering pills, or a simple matter of getting older?

In a way, the technological times that we live in have made preserving memory so much easier.  What are my most valued possessions?  The photos that remind me of the people, things, and places that I’ve experienced hold that distinction.  I’ve got 90-ish percent of those tucked away on a hard drive the size of a deck of cards.  I just need to keep good backups.

  1. 456-A High Ave, 456 High Ave, 6140 S 18th St, 3520 Shangri-la Rd, 4415 Johnstone, 606 Nelson Story, 2716 Woodridge Ln, 2080 Dickinson Ave, 470 N Main St, 661 Division St, 6524 W Wright St, 4121 N Ardmore Ave, 2131 Effingham Way, 5327 Westport Rd []

I Guess HDR Sort of Works

I don’t usually do a ton of photography with my phone, for obvious reasons.  Every now and then, though, you come up with some shots that look nice.

I recently set the camera on my Moto X to take HDR images by default.  I hadn’t really noticed much in the “enhancement” area up until yesterday, when Kim and I took a walk through the Pheasant Branch Conservancy around dusk.  It must have just been the right time and place for making the most of that feature…

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A Dreary Hamline Day In Photos

Last Tuesday, the 29th of April, I spent the day visiting the campus at Hamline University in St. Paul, and the surrounding neighborhood.  I think I got a decent feel for the area, as I drove several dozen laps around the streets, and poked my head into some of the buildings on campus.  On Wednesday, I had a chance to stop by the Creative Writing Program house, and met with my advisor there.  Take a look…

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