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Last week I spent a few hours browsing through all the crap photos and videos I took when I first had the ability to take crap photos and videos. I found that the videos had one constant: I liked to record myself singing & I had no idea what to do with a video functionality.
Because, in that day and age - you kids may be surprised - people didn't really record any videos with anything. Sure, there were fancy & expensive VHS camera recorders, but the leap to Digital had not really been established, we just played Snake on our Nokia 3310s. Recording videos was just completely useless, nobody did it, because there was never a reason to...
There was no YouTube where you could display yourself to the world and Facebook was just the wet dream of a couple of rowing twins who fantasised about getting screwed over by a geek with an erection.
All of these videos were taken with a Konica-Minolta A800, an 8 Megapixel powerhouse that I bought in Australia for 800 Ozzie Dollars to replace my 2.1 Megapixel Hewlett-Packard camera that I had been carrying around since 2001 (it reached all the way up to ISO 200 in light sensitivity and you could print up to A5 with it, and this is really all you need!), but since I had dropped it one too many times, I could only operate it while firmly pressing the battery lid.
I showed the below video to Erik first, because I wanted to see how it made him feel, and his response went far beyond what I could have expected, and it just made me want to be with him so badly (no, he didn't want to sign me up as a singer! He doesn't even like my singing!). I just wasn't sure if my intentions were clear. I wanted to include the cat jump, a link to him - a view of the future, because that's the only thing not from that period, the 'Before-Time' - it's like a vision of things to come.
It showed him the Timmy he met for the first time. All Kurt-Cobain-y and sideburned and messy. All of this, except the cat, was recorded before I met him.
I will admit there is some embarrasment in showing this, but on the other hand, there is also some personal history involved.
Take for instance the very grainy video with me dancing open-blue-shirted in a dreary room: that was taken just hours before the Thai police decided to arrest & molest & harass me.
There were geckos all over that room, my neighbours even smiled at seeing a gecko with a very long neck, which turned out to be a snake, which didn't give them a very comfortable night. That was also the same day I almost drove over a king cobra that attacked me while driving past it (because I was on a scooter and I panicked and accelerated instead of braked, okay!? The thing covered the 3 metre road when I saw it, anyone would accelerate! :-) ).
In case anyone would be wondering.... Have I stopped recording myself singing & dancing? The short answer is, no, I haven't. Maybe I'll show these in 5-7 years... Now all I need is some policemen to arrest me, a snake to attack me (I saw a centipede today! Almost there, just cut of a few more legs!), and a song to seduce me....
It doesn't even feel like it was me, but it frees up a lot of hard drive space reducing the past to this, which is ultimately what Memory itself does...

Because, in that day and age - you kids may be surprised - people didn't really record any videos with anything. Sure, there were fancy & expensive VHS camera recorders, but the leap to Digital had not really been established, we just played Snake on our Nokia 3310s. Recording videos was just completely useless, nobody did it, because there was never a reason to...
There was no YouTube where you could display yourself to the world and Facebook was just the wet dream of a couple of rowing twins who fantasised about getting screwed over by a geek with an erection.
All of these videos were taken with a Konica-Minolta A800, an 8 Megapixel powerhouse that I bought in Australia for 800 Ozzie Dollars to replace my 2.1 Megapixel Hewlett-Packard camera that I had been carrying around since 2001 (it reached all the way up to ISO 200 in light sensitivity and you could print up to A5 with it, and this is really all you need!), but since I had dropped it one too many times, I could only operate it while firmly pressing the battery lid.
I showed the below video to Erik first, because I wanted to see how it made him feel, and his response went far beyond what I could have expected, and it just made me want to be with him so badly (no, he didn't want to sign me up as a singer! He doesn't even like my singing!). I just wasn't sure if my intentions were clear. I wanted to include the cat jump, a link to him - a view of the future, because that's the only thing not from that period, the 'Before-Time' - it's like a vision of things to come.
It showed him the Timmy he met for the first time. All Kurt-Cobain-y and sideburned and messy. All of this, except the cat, was recorded before I met him.
I will admit there is some embarrasment in showing this, but on the other hand, there is also some personal history involved.
Take for instance the very grainy video with me dancing open-blue-shirted in a dreary room: that was taken just hours before the Thai police decided to arrest & molest & harass me.
There were geckos all over that room, my neighbours even smiled at seeing a gecko with a very long neck, which turned out to be a snake, which didn't give them a very comfortable night. That was also the same day I almost drove over a king cobra that attacked me while driving past it (because I was on a scooter and I panicked and accelerated instead of braked, okay!? The thing covered the 3 metre road when I saw it, anyone would accelerate! :-) ).
In case anyone would be wondering.... Have I stopped recording myself singing & dancing? The short answer is, no, I haven't. Maybe I'll show these in 5-7 years... Now all I need is some policemen to arrest me, a snake to attack me (I saw a centipede today! Almost there, just cut of a few more legs!), and a song to seduce me....
It doesn't even feel like it was me, but it frees up a lot of hard drive space reducing the past to this, which is ultimately what Memory itself does...
