Myspace-ad, violation of Creative Commons 2.5 Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs

19 12 2006

I recently logged onto myspace, and I noticed something very familiar about the “Featured Profile”. It wasn’t that it was my friend in the picture; it was that it was a photo that I had taken of my friend.

Featured myspace profile, featuring one of MY photos It might’ve bugged me a bit less if it was a photo I’d uploaded to my myspace account, but it isn’t–it’s straight from my Flickr account. And while above the image, the text reads “Featured Myspace profile”, the link led to a website for that beer daredevil character–I think it’s for Bud Lite.

I’m fairly new to Flickr (less than a year) and I’m learning more everyday. This is the first time I’ve seen one of my own photos used w/out permission, though I’ve read about it happening to many others. I’m wondering if this is something worth pursuing, or if it’s one of those facts of flickr life.

edit: Sent an email off to Myspace Customer Service yesterday. I received an auto-response stating that I would receive an email shortly.

I’m still waiting…


Going Home

25 11 2006

Originally uploaded by ebilflindas.

By this time tomorrow, Ren and I will be, if not home already, on our way. It’s kinda weird; I feel like we’ve had a pretty full handful of days here; and while the time to leave seems to have suddenly come upon us, I don’t have that feeling of, “Hey, where did the time go?” Maybe I’m ready to be home, too; or maybe it’s just that I can’t wait to share some 15 year old scotch with some friends!

Road Trip!!!

20 11 2006

August 2005, originally uploaded by ebilflindas.

Tonight–or rather, early, in the wee, small hours of tomorrow morning, Ren and I will embark on our first big road trip together! We will be spending the Thxgiving Holiday with my brother, Chris, up in San Francisco.

I can’t wait. It’s been almost six years (since before Ren was born) since I’ve been up there.

He’s already been twice.

If I’m unable to blog on the trip, I’m sure I’ll at least have pictures posted on flickr as we go along, or at least from my cellphone.

SDCCS Jog-a-thon

11 11 2006

SDCCS Jog-a-thon photo set on flickr

Pictures are up (104!) from the SDCCS (Ren’s school) Jog-a-thon. It was a blast–the kids really got into it. Of course, they were part of the first group to go, so they had all their energy to burn off still. Regardless, it was awesome to see all these kids running and having fun–not like when I drive by some public schools and see kids just kinda draggin’ their feet around the track.

Come check out the photo set at flickr.

You can also click here to view the slideshow.

Halloween ’06

5 11 2006

Catch a wave and you’re sitting on top of the world…

8 07 2006

My creation

(click image to see the whole sequence)

Testing the F470’s digital zoom and continuous shooting function. This guy was about 50 yards from the shore. Not too bad, considering I wasn’t using a tripod and I had Ren running around me, splashing through the water.

On a lighter note…

6 07 2006

Sundown over the the pier, originally uploaded by ebilflindas.

…the Bug and I spent our 4ourth of July in Ocean Beach, with some friends. We got there nice and early, to enjoy hassle free parking and a couple hours of a relatively sparse beach crowd. At one point, there was nary a clear pathway from the sand to the water’s edge. I had to remind Ren more than a couple times to not step on blankets and towels, as initially, he would simply beeline directly to or from the water, veering only to avoid a prone or supine sunbather.

After 15 hours of revelry (well, perhaps it was more like 30% revelry/70% keeping an eye on Ren) we called it a day. Had we made it, say, 17 hours, we probably would’ve had a shorter drive home. Still, it wasn’t that bad, and even if it had only taken us 15 minutes, Ren still wouldn’t have been conscious when we hit the driveway. We slept the kind of sleep that only comes after a day of walking in the Sun and sand and splashing in the waves.

Speaking of which, the Bug seems to have made friends with the waves. By the end of the day, he was leaping off mounds of seaweed into the knee-deep froth of smaller waves. Even when he’d get a faceful of ocean, he’d pop up sputtering, but smiling.