Video: Trip to Nikko

While I didn't get our entire vacation video edited in time for last night's party, I did manage to get our Nikko video edited down to a brisk four minutes. Expect more shorts from our Japan vacation in the coming weeks!

Winnie the Pooh Worships Satan

Back in college, this teensy video took an hour to download over 10base-T ethernet on-campus. It was TOTALLY worth the wait, though.

Ah, Courtship.

Aaron and I had been dating for less than a year when he moved out of his dad's house at age 22. After that, we were finally able to spend weekend nights together (as the twin bed in my dorm room wasn't terribly conducive to overnight stays, and I couldn't exactly sleep over at his house with his dad around).

Those days were lean for Aaron, monetarily speaking, so he'd make food for us most Saturdays, except when we went to the $5 Chinese Buffet for lunch. There were a couple of years, one in particular, that I remember spending entire Saturdays in his apartment, eating Chicken Helper Shake-N-Bake for lunch or dinner — rather, the more generic but still tasty Chicken Bakin' Magic or Chicken Bakin' Miracle — and playing video games ALL DAY LONG. Broken up by rounds of snoo-snoo, of course.

Recently, Aaron ripped the audio from the Puyo Puyo Sun PlayStation game, and we listened to a few select tracks on his computer, including the intro:

We played the shit out of this game back in the day, so I didn't even need the visuals. I pantomimed everything that went on during the intro, even though I hadn't played the game for years. And when the track got to about 1:35, I made the funny face I used to always make, mocking the main villain character (who, incidentally, is named Satan).

Yep, those were the days.

So, what else did we play? Let's see... we started out on Saturn and SNES, mainly, then moved to Dreamcast and PlayStation. I remember playing Bust A Move, and Super Puzzle Fighter II Turbo, and Dr. Mario. [Edit: And how could I forget Tetris Attack? We played the shit out of that one, too.] We didn't just do puzzle games, though; I held my own quite well in Soul Calibur and the occasional Bushido Blade. Later on, we got hopelessly addicted to the Tony Hawk games, with 2 and 3 being our favorites. As we got a little less rabid in our gaming days, we'd play Cool Boarders 2 and SSX Tricky and the later Tony Hawk games and Dave Mirra.

These days, we don't do a whole lot of gaming together on the weekends. When we do, we tend to stick with Carcassone on Xbox 360, or Boom Blox, or sometimes Wii Sports or Rock Band.

We should really get back into gaming together, though, even if we have to drag out the Saturn or the Dreamcast to do it right. Those days were so much fun.

Prop 8 - The Musical

First brought to my attention via Wil Wheaton:

This is fan-freaking-tastic.

Playing For Keeps

Today is the official release date of Mur Lafferty's novel, Playing For Keeps. My husband, Aaron, was a big fan of the podiobook version, so I gladly purchased the print version today (published by Swarm Press).

Mur held a contest, asking all her fans to record a video clip for a portion of the book's theme song by Beatnik Turtle. Alas, I forgot that Mur is a Mac girl, and sent my submission in WMV format, so my clip didn't get included in the final cut:

I'd like to imagine that my submission would end up as an extra on the (fictitious) Playing For Keeps promotional DVD:

The Pop-Up Video version of my clip might include trivia such as:

• Diana recorded this in the evening in her basement, with ambient light. This is why the video is so dark.
• Diana moved the Rock Band drums into the basement specifically to record in front of her husband's video game collection.
• Note that Diana is not actually playing the offbeats during the first half of the clip, but corrects herself after her "cymbal" crash. She did not notice this error until after the video was complete and submitted.
• Diana had considered tying a blanket cape around her neck to tie in with the superhero theme of the book. It's probably best that she didn't, as she had to do four takes, running over to her computer to restart the song each time.
• Watch closely, and you'll see the drumstick fly out of Diana's right hand at the very end of the clip.

As it is, I'm fine with the fact that my video didn't make it into the final cut. It was fun, anyway, and I'm still looking forward to reading Playing For Keeps when it arrives.

Hey... maybe you should order one, too.

Schnuth Summer Luau 2008

Time to post something besides Twitter updates, cool as they might be.

In my own inimitable tradition, I planned a luau in honor of a.) the onset of the first day of summer and b.) our Hawaii vacation last month. Parties are a great excuse to get everyone together and drink and play video games, and I've hosted a couple successful ones since we've lived here. (Aaron hosted a few successful New Year's Eve parties at his apartments before that, too, but that was quite some time ago.) Our circle of friends hasn't been as socially close as we were, say, eight years ago, and a formal invitation to come over and see everyone all at once seems to have appeal.

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Jill Bolte Taylor: My stroke of insight

Neuroanatomist Jill Bolte Taylor had an opportunity few brain scientists would wish for: One morning, she realized she was having a massive stroke. As it happened -- as she felt her brain functions slip away one by one, speech, movement, understanding -- she studied and remembered every moment. This is a powerful story about how our brains define us and connect us to the world and to one another.

This is a fascinating and powerful talk. I will warn my normal readership that the content drifts from the interestingly scientific into what some would call... well, I'm not sure what some might call it, but if you don't consider yourself a spiritual person, you may scoff at Dr. Taylor's interpretation of her experience.

Still, if I had felt I had achieved Nirvana and lived to tell the tale, I would probably share it in quite the same way.

TED releases this video under a Creative Commons Attribution Non-Commercial No-Derivatives License. Please download and share this video freely in its entirety.

Take Five

Even if you already know the tune, watch the video. It's a quicker tempo than the standard recording that all of us jazz / band / jazz band geeks know and love, and the drum solo? To die for.

If you don't know the tune, shame on you! Watch this video and get your jazz on. (Non-music people: it sounds all groovy partially because there's five beats to the measure — hence the title, "Take Five.")

[thanks for the heads-up, Wil!]

New Year's Eve, 1999

New Year's Eve 1999: Four couples converged at Kris's apartment for a Y2K celebration of food, drink, music, and Trivial Pursuit. It's fun looking back on these home videos and seeing how we used to spend our New Year's. This year, it sounds like it'll be Fries and Connie spending a little time with Aaron and me at our house. Any of our other friends are certainly welcome, assuming you don't have a concert to attend, or you don't live way far away, or you don't have cooler friends than us to hang out with...

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An example of fortuitous timing: I hadn't realized that night how low my camcorder battery was, and ended up just barely catching the midnight festivities. That was a lesson to me to always charge my camcorder battery AND bring the adapter with me whenever I used the camera.

Please forgive the crackly audio — I could get it to export either with decent video and blown-out audio, or crappy video and decent audio, but not with both. Hopefully, I'll get the hang of Premiere soon enough.

Christmas in Parma, OH - December 22, 1999

I'm not going to make a habit of posting my home videos to my blog, but I did want to post this one. This is the first part of a belated Christmas present for my family, wherein I'm taking the footage we filmed during Christmas 1999 and putting it together into a properly-edited DVD. I managed to take eleven minutes of gruelingly boring footage of me and Philip decorating the Christmas tree and edit it down into three fairly inoffensive minutes with a soundtrack. Granted, my video editing skillz aren't what they used to be, plus I have to get used to using Adobe Premiere, but I still had fun and turned out a decent home video.

Well, the first part of one, anyway.

RCC Commercial, August 2001

I bought a new toy this weekend: a Mini DV camera. Why Mini DV instead of some other format? For the express purpose of getting the above video out to the masses.

This was filmed and edited by Yours Truly during late July and early August of 2001. This video was to be aired on the closed-circuit campus cable channel during and shortly after move-in weekend, for the purpose of educating the on-campus student body Residence Life Staff about the purpose of Residential Computing Connection (RCC).

When I was done editing and distributing the finished product, I did two things. First, I created an "outtake reel" of all the funnies that happened during filming. Second, I output the final commercial onto the end of the source tape, and snagged said Mini DV tape for my own. I've carried that tape around with me for the past six and a half years, waiting to get my hands on a Mini DV camera (or deck).

The first thing I did when I got my new camera home this weekend was hook it up to the HDTV and watch ye olde RCC commercial. I'd forgotten most of the details of the filming, and it was great to see some of my old RCC friends as I remember them. It was also heartwarming to see the late Tim King again, and hear his voice.

I was disappointed to find that I had not, as I had thought, output the outtake reel to tape. Apparently, I only had it on the server, which has (hopefully) long since been replaced and put to pasture. I guess it's a good thing I still have the source material... ;-)

RCC folk, both old and new, are encouraged to comment here or on the Google Video page. I'd love to hear people's reactions almost seven years later.

Spirit of Christmas Past (1992, to be exact)

A day or two after the Holiday Concert in 1992 (my Junior year of high school), I came into choir to find a VHS tape on my chair. Someone had given me a copy of the jazz band, concert choir, and wind ensemble performances from the concert — all of which I had performed in, and in one of which I'd had a solo. It's obviously a copy of Mrs. Albrecht's tape — she was the mom who was at every single performance with her giant late 80's / early 90's VHS camcorder. I'm sure someone else must have been taping, too, but they wouldn't have focused in on the red-headed bass so often. :-)

This video brought back so many great memories of high school. I'd forgotten I had any, honestly; when I think of high school, I think of my being a misfit of sorts. Watching this reminded me of what a great time I had in choir and band, and the great relationships (if not quite friendships) I had with my classmates. Fun times were had, like taking Geometry with the choir president, who claimed he knew a hit man who would break our teacher's leg if we could collect a certain amount of money from everyone in the class. But I digress.

As I reviewed this tape, I also remembered every note and almost every word of every song. As I watched Ms. Beall cue the choir's first note, I found myself singing along, accents and all: "GLO - RY to God in the hi-igh-eeeest—" She was a great director, especially considering that she had to accompany at the same time. (I'm sure she still is a great director, too, although these days she's directing the junior high kiddies.)

The first thing I noticed while watching my solo (bookmarked in the above embedded video — just hit Play to hear my, um, glorious voice) is that the camera really does add ten pounds. As does that damnable outfit — mainly the cummerbund. When I was sixteen, I weighed about twenty pounds less than I do today, as I recall, although you'd never know it from this video.

The next thing I noticed was how nervous I was. It was funny: I hadn't watched this video for years before digitizing it yesterday. Still, as I watched my younger self descend the risers and take her place in front of the microphone, my heart started to pound and my breath quickened with the memory of my nerves. It had definitely shown in my voice, too, as my normally smooth vibrato morphed into a nervous tremolo, and any semblance of breath support whooshed away with every quick catch-breath.

After not having seriously sung for so long, I'm taken aback by how mature I tried to sound at age sixteen. I've been known to sing to myself every now and then these days, and I don't even have that dark and mature of a sound now (unless I'm being silly and singing all "looly-loo," as Aaron puts it). To my ear, so many years later, it sounds a little forced. Overall, though, not bad for a high-schooler.

I won't subject you to the jazz band or the wind ensemble. The memories are fun, but the music is painful. Especially the one *really* wrong note from the saxophones in the middle of Russian Christmas Music. The entire jazz band performance is pretty painful, too, come to think of it. (Remind me later to tell you about Ryan Galmarini, our drummer, aka Eternal Freshman. Priceless stuff. Jazz band rehearsals were awesome.)

I never found out exactly why I was given a copy of the performance, or by whom, or if anyone else was given a copy, too. I'm grateful either way, though, because this is the only visual record I have of myself performing with any of my high school ensembles.

Hope you enjoy. Happy Christmahanukwanzakah!

PS - For the music geeks in the crowd, here's links to the specific songs in the concert:

"Be Not Afraid" — Jacobson/Lojeski
  Bass feature: Bill Coersmeyer and Matthew Albrecht
  Women's trio: Jenny Waddle, Diana Cook, Cheri Burdell, and Amy Gumm
"Pat A Pam" — Simeone
  Flute soloist: Melody Marco
"Christmas Hymn" — Baker/Jungst
  Echo chamber group:Jennifer Waddle, May Ying Thao, Cheri Burdell, Brian Murawski
  Conducted by Bill Coersmeyer
"I Wonder As I Wander" — Niles
  Soloist: Diana Cook
"December Child" — Moline/Hayward
  Soprano duet #1: Jennifer Reisner and Elise Bond
  Soprano duet #2: May Ying Thao and Amy Thao
"Twelve Days After Christmas" — Silver