I want a 200G hard drive in my head that records what I’m looking at with the flick of a thought. Then I could download some of the things I saw this morning like the guy in the alley near my house doing his best John Cleese “Ministry of Silly Walks” routine without knowing he was being watched.
Or the face of the homeless guy waiting in a sun soaked temporary work storefront, his stubbly chin sticking out of his hoodie, eyes hidden.
Or how the Scotia tower looks like the citadel from Half Life 2 on most mornings.
Or the sun casting a perfect font shadow in a sign making store.
Its amazing how beautiful things become when the temperature goes above -5C and there isnt a cloud in the sky.
Update:
I remembered this post thickslab made a couple days back where I commented that clandestine photography and posting to the web was a bit creepy. It would seem I contradicted myself a bit here. Every time we exit our houses we are open for scrutiny (and even home privacy is graying these days) yet while we maintain a certain level of moral code, our humanity peeks out every so often. One day I pointed out to Sharkboy a person who had his finger up his nose to the third knuckle while he waited at a light, blissfully unaware that the cab of his car had windows that allowed people to see in. Or that was his kink. Whatever.
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Or how the Scotia tower looks like the citadel from Half Life 2 on most mornings.
I get that sometimes too! That’s why I’m not allowed crowbars anymore.
The Internet is the paparazzi, chasing us all into a Paris underpass.
Instant capture capabilities would be great – particularly when you see something annoying that makes you wonder what in the heck people are thinking – like the poor guy in the electric wheel-chair this morning who couldn’t get throught the door into St. Mike’s but it seemed that able bodied people assumed that since he was jammed up holding the door open that they should all scoot past him through the open door leaving him hung up until someone – me – called a porter to help get him unattached from the door.
They should all have their pics posted on the “be glad it aint you” web site – which I just came up with but haven’t the skill to actually set up.
Two Words – Digital Camera