Weekend Chatterbox

I like starry skies.

I like lighthouses.

I can't decide which one I like more.

Why not have both? says amipal

Tent Hen: Phwoarr!

Thanks, Chumbles!
And tenthenemy!

Astrophotography is always a challenge. Not only working in the pitch-black, but also getting an interesting image - it's not just about getting some stars in the shot. Foreground interest plays a big part in that!

I'm lucky where I am that Birling Gap (30 min drive) is designated as a "dark sky" area... though there's still plenty of light-pollution spill-over from Seaford to the west and Eastbourne to the east. And even France to the south.

Fark Snr is into his Eve Online, he's playing it for years.

Neeps can be very stressful if you can't log into the game reliably every day. I particularly dislike the noon cutoff point. I have sung its praises before, but turnipprophet.io/ has been amazingly accurate and taken a lot of hassle out of the stalk market trading. However, it needs to be fed data, so I would always recommend establishing the pattern the week before you buy on a Sunday. That way it eliminates all the annoying guesswork.

Best place for firework watch? Either - or, try both! In any case, remember to swing by the plaza first and talk to Isabelle to get your bopper - it's a different design every time and exclusive to this event (I wear mine all the time after dark, or my well-polished halo). You can also buy tickets from Redd for all kinds of fun stuff. It's different from New Leaf where the main prizes were toys, including the ones Nintendo produced in their pre-video games years. (I remember longingly gazing at the ten billion barrel in a toy store circa 1981.)

The fireworks event clashes every Sunday night with the social distancing stream (tonight's game is Batman: Arkham Asylum, btw), so I haven't had much time for it.

(Sorry about the late reply, I just had another Ocado delivery that took me almost two hours to put away, as stuff, including one bottle of beer, a yoghurt, and a handwash refill pack had leaked out in three different bags.)

Fark jnr = Kid 1
Fark = Your's truly
Fark Snr = the genius that sired me

Or sharp objects.

I have been slaughtering Athenians in A.C. Odd this afternoon. Really getting into it now. Skulking round the forts releasing wild animals to eat the bad guys is a lot of fun.

Also went for a run while listening to the Toast audio book. Some genuine lolz which were pretty hard to execute safely alongside the heavy breathing. 4 stars.

Read, read, click, click, click, read, read, click, click, click, click, read, click, read, click...

That's the Eve experience, quite pretty though.


<edit>Left out the "watch ship fly itself".

For the last three days, there's been a chap next-door (who stinks of stale-fags*) helping out with some garden DIY: chopping back a hedge, cutting down some bamboo, smashing up some paving for what I assume will be a new patio.

But he seems to be there into the evening too. Music usually plays, and there is some laughing.

Now, I can't decide if he's a mate helping out the middle-aged single lady next-door, or a prospective "mate".

Either way, this ain't Party Central, pal. We'll have no loud-music and yahoos around here.

*I know this because the prevailing wind is carrying it through our house.

amipal, I find the overall aesthetic to be rather hackneyed and uninspired; it hankers after the hyper-realistic* colours and over-processed look of so much contemporary artless photography.

I did quite like the bin one though, and I am an arsehole, so don't be too discouraged.

*Gods, what an uncromulent word, I wish I hadn't written it.

Chumbles has been on the Ovaltine again! 
#thuglife