So I finally made a Twitter account. For now, I’m using my web / graphic design company name, @Seashore Design, so feel free to follow me! I might make an Instagram, but I’ve got Flickr and my site for now.
I’ve been super busy lately with a lot of things, especially the iPhone game I’m developing. I’ve been working on it since the Summer and even while I was in Florida, and I’m hoping to have it in the App Store before the holidays. It’s gonna be pretty awesome! It’s a platformer game based on pomeranians, but that’s all I’m saying for now.
I’ve been working out several times a week and it’s paying off 😉 …
One of the orchids I brought back from R.F. Orchids in Florida has just bloomed. It’s my favorite type of orchid – the Mikasa Blue Vanda Orchid. I had one once but it died before flowering. It’s the only true blue orchid species. It’s really more of an indigo, but it’s natural. Those neon blue Phalaenopsis orchids that have been appearing in stores are actually white and have been chemically dyed. My Encyclia orchid’s seed pods are starting to mature. I cut a couple off today because one was turning yellow and that apparently indicates it’s about to break open and release thousands of dust-sized seeds. I got the Encyclia from R.F. Orchids two years ago and I hand-pollinated it. I’m going to try to germinate some of the seeds, though I’ll need to cultivate a type of mycorrhizal fungus if I’m to have any chance at all – orchid seeds can’t germinate on their own.
I just finished reading Atlas Shrugged, too. I really enjoyed it, actually. It’s one of the longest books I’ve ever read at over 1,200 pages. I like Ayn Rand’s Anthem as well. She was a major proponent of the free market and pure capitalism, though she also believed strongly in secularism. The second movie of the Atlas Shrugged trilogy is currently in theaters. Can’t wait to see it! Below are some of my favorite quotes from the book, which I wrote down while reading:
An issue of guilt, he thought, had to rest on his own acceptance of the code of justice that pronounced him guilty. He did not accept it; he never had. His virtues, all the virtues she needed to achieve his punishment, came from another code and lived by another standard. He felt no guilt, no shame, no regret, no dishonor. He felt no concern for any verdict she chose to pass upon him: he had lost respect for her judgment long ago. And the sole chain still holding him was only a last remnant of pity.
No matter what her problem, this would always remain to her – this immovable conviction that evil was unnatural and temporary. She felt it more clearly than ever this morning: the certainty that the ugliness of the men in the city and the ugliness of her suffering were transient accidents – while the smiling sense of hope within her at the sight of a sun-flooded forest, the sense of an unlimited promise, was the permanent and the real.
Never think of pain or danger or enemies a moment longer than is necessary to fight them. You’re here. It’s our time and our life, not theirs. Don’t struggle not to be happy. You are.
A couple months ago I made a replica of the Rearden Metal bracelet. I bought a flat strip of aluminum from a local hardware store, cut and drilled it by hand, then smoothed and polished it and connected the pieces with jump rings…
