Ryan's Journal

"My life amounts to no more than one drop in a limitless ocean. Yet what is any ocean, but a multitude of drops?" — David Mitchell

Burbank, California

Posted at 1:00 pm, March 29th, 2003

This is a bit late, but here’s the report from last Sunday in Death Valley:

Despite having been to Death Valley on many different occasions I’d never gone up to the northern part of the park, so I decided to pay a visit. One of the main attractions up there is the Ubehebe Crater, something I’d seen in black and white pictures but not in person. Had I seen color pictures I would have visited long ago — the crater is about a mile across, and the eastern wall is a myriad of bright oranges that bend and twist in a wave-like pattern. The opposite side is darker rock, but it’s layered in equally fascinating patterns.

After walking around the crater for a while I hopped in the Subaru and headed off across a 4×4 road that my map showed emptied onto the opposite side of the park. Along the way I visted the Racecourse, a completely flat lakebed that stretches for a couple of miles, and then turned at teapot junction, which is a random signpost with perhaps a dozen teapots hanging from it — truly a bizarre sight to find in the midst of a remote desert. Along the next twenty miles of “road” were several abandoned mines and rugged desert scenery.

The back roads of Death Valley are not for the faint of heart (nor for anyone without four wheel drive), and I had to crawl along fairly slowly to avoid damaging the Subaru or popping a tire. I was starting to run low on gas when I came to a barricade — the road was closed for wilderness protection, and any thought of bypassing the barricade disappeared when I saw that the road was washed out further along. Forty miles into a remote area of Death Valley with the tank hovering near empty was probably not the best of scenarios, and after turning around I was counting down how long it would take if I had to walk out. To conserve gas I traveled at thirty miles an hour over roads that I had earlier been taking at ten — a memorable experience, and I have an even greater respect now for the Subaru engineers. Luckily a fair amount of the way back was downhill, allowing me to coast without using gas, and about an hour and a half later I pulled into Stovepipe Wells with the empty light blazing. It’s a safe bet that the next time I explore remote 4×4 roads it will be done with a completely full tank 🙂

Burbank, California

Posted at 1:15 pm, March 27th, 2003

I’m not normally one to get all excited over seeing a movie star, but today, standing outside of the Friends set, I saw someone who got me so excited that I could barely contain myself. That’s right, amazing as it may sound, I saw Gunther. Details on this incredible story to follow.

Near Furnace Creek, Death Valley National Park, California

Posted at 8:15 pm, March 22nd, 2003

Given current world events I’m glad to be in a place with no radio stations or cell phone coverage and few people. Arrived mid-morning, and have spent the day hanging out near a remote canyon on the western side of the valley and then testing out the new camera — first impression is that the Canon Elan 7 is a camera I would highly recommend to any 35mm photographer. After the sun set I put on the running shoes and went out for a run on the salt flats, although apparently they got rain here in the last week and given that the salt flats are the lowest point in North America there was still a lot of water that hadn’t yet evaporated, making it tough to find good footing.

Death Valley was hot and sunny today (surprise!), and for whatever reason I’m sunburned more on my left side than on the right — if you remember “Close Encounters of the Third Kind” I’m doing a pretty good impression of the main character at the moment. All I need is to start building sculptures of Devil’s Tower and there will be no doubt that the mother ship is on its way…

Los Angeles, California

Posted at 11:35 pm, March 17th, 2003

Over the weekend I was able to scan in several more photos from trips taken in September and December of 2000. No captions yet, but I’ll get to them. This weekend I’ll hopefully be off to Death Valley to try out a new Canon Elan camera body and a 19-35mm lens that should allow for some interesting photo possibilities.

Concord, California

Posted at 1:30 pm, March 15th, 2003

The drive from LA offers five hours of time where the mind can just wander. Last night, after seeing several people demonstrating in support of Bush, it again wandered to the current political situation. Two thoughts in particular struck me:

First, the whole situation with Iraq began as an effort to fight terrorism, but has since morphed into something else. The nation’s present stance of fighting Iraq in defiance of world opinion would, it seems to me, do much more to promote animosity towards the United States than any possible benefit gained from removing Saddam Hussein from power. Am I missing something? Someone must be reading this journal who feels otherwise — post something on the message board, because I really would like to hear a well thought out opinion to the contrary.

Second, in addition to political and moral arguments against going to war, the issue of cost is now one to be considered. There are estimates that the total cost of war with Iraq and its aftermath would be between $60 billion and $100 billion, but people don’t seem to understand what an incredible amount of money that is. Consider that instead of being used to fight Iraq, this amount of money could be used to:

  • Convert the US oil economy to hydrogen ($100 billion). Not only could the country begin freeing itself from dependence on foreign oil, but the environmental benefits would be huge, as could potential economic benefits derived from the technology change.
  • Build a reusable space vehicle ($50 billion) capable of putting cargo into orbit for a small fraction of the cost of the space shuttle. A large amount of startup funding with an even larger payoff for success should be enough to motivate the Boeings and other companies that are out there.
  • Rebuild the Bay Bridge ($3 billion), build a 200 mph mag-lev train that runs from San Diego to San Francisco ($31 billion), and an expansion of BART to entirely circle the Bay ($5 billion).
  • Give every man, woman, and child in the country $400 ($100 billion).

Los Angeles, California

Posted at 9:15 pm, March 12th, 2003

Insomnia again last night — I slept about an hour, woke up, and finally gave up trying to sleep at 5:00 AM. I then spent a good part of the day trying to simplify some of the most complex code on our site, so it will be interesting to see what I actually did come tomorrow.

During my lunch break there was a guy standing outside of the main gate of the studio lot waving a sign at cars — while I first figured he was just a random nut, when I got closer I was able to read his sign: “I need you to give me a recurring role in a regular series, but will settle for bit parts.”

Los Angeles, California

Posted at 1:20 am, March 9th, 2003

I’m suffering from insomnia tonight and decided to read a bit rather than just lying in bed awake. I suppose I knew that this was a Lewis Carroll poem, but ever since I was a kid I’ve associated it with the Muppets — I can still remember watching Scooter fighting the Jabberwock and then galumphing back (“galumph, galumph, galumph…”):


‘Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

‘Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jujub bird, and shun
The fruminous Bandersnatch!’

He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought —
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood a while in thought.

And as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!

  


One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.

‘And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!’
He chortled in his joy.

‘Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogroves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

Los Angeles, California

Posted at 11:00 pm, March 5th, 2003

Who responds to an e-mail like this one??? I’d almost like to send out fifty thousand copies just to see what sort of person writes back:

“This sum of US$6,000,000.00 is still sitting in my Bank… According to Nigerian Law, at the expiration of 5 (five) years, the money will revert to the ownership of the Nigerian Government if nobody applies to claim this fund. Consequently, my proposal is that I will like you as a foriegner to stand in as the next of kin to Mrs. Ann Barbara Myers… The money will be paid to you for us to share in the ratio of 60% for me and 40% for you.”

In addition to Nigerian bank scams the recent spam harvest also includes numerous stock tips, opportunities to enlarge a prominent body part “safely and naturally”, e-mails from moral and upstanding women wanting me to visit their web sites, and my personal favorite, the chance to buy “Affordable Califirnia Health Insurance”. Unfortunately e-mail spam can’t be handled in the same way as junk mail.

Burbank, California

Posted at 9:35 am, February 28th, 2003

While in a meeting with my boss the other day I was discussing some integration details when suddenly in the background a building quite literally exploded — flames shot out of it, smoke began billowing into the air, and I cut short what I was saying and uttered “holy crap”. The two other people in the meeting turned to the window, then turned to look at me, and my boss said “That’s Universal Studios. It’s probably the Wild, Wild West show. Happens a few times each day.” It’s been a while since I made an ass out of myself in the office, so I guess I was due.

Los Angeles, California

Posted at 10:50 pm, February 26th, 2003

During my lunch break today, not thirty seconds after leaving a spot where filming for ER was going on, my cell phone went off. Luckily I had turned a corner — I was within a hair’s breadth of having the entire cast and crew of ER really ticked off at me. On a positive note, this was the first time I ever got to see them actually filming — normally I just see setup with tons of extras milling around. The most interesting part of the whole thing was the guy who controls the extras walking on the street — for a minute-long shot there must have been thirty extras, and one guy stood to the side triggering each of them to stroll by and enjoy their moment of fame. In a way it was like watching an immensely complex marrionette show, and this scene was small in comparison with something like the “lady in the red dress” scene from the Matrix.

Los Angeles, California

Posted at 9:15 pm, February 25th, 2003

The last few days have again reminded me that if I must be working, I’m very lucky to have the job that I do. Aside from the obvious bonus of working in the midst of a movie studio, most of the work I’m now doing is challenging — a lot of computer work is like building a jigsaw puzzle, and I find it hugely interesting to try and fit all of the pieces together. The analogy fails a bit since puzzles can only be put together in one way, while the same computer system could be built in an infinite number of ways. Due to the many paths one could take, the challenge then becomes looking for the ways to simplify and improve upon the design. Good programming is a process of evolution as excess is stripped away and simplified until what is left is a streamlined, versatile system that is usually flexible enough that it not only solves the obvious problems well, but also handles unusual cases in obvious ways — S.C. Johnson was speaking to the same engineering goal when he said “A successful tool is one that was used to do something undreamed of by its author.”

Los Angeles, California

Posted at 11:30 pm, February 19th, 2003

While going to lunch today three carts filled with people on a studio tour passed me near the soundstage where they film Friends, and it occurred to me that the people on those carts would have been thrilled to be able to trade places with me — on their days off they chose to come to the place where I get to work. Maybe I’m a pathetic fanboy, but it’s pretty damn cool to be able to work in the midst of a movie studio. Yeah, being out amongst the wilds of Alaska would be better, but getting paid while being able to roam movie sets is an alternative that I can live with for a while.

Burbank, California

Posted at 6:45 pm, February 14th, 2003

I’m not the only person who finds LA amusing — from Dave Barry:

URGENT WEST COAST UPDATE

I am (briefly) in Los Angeles, where a HUGE story is breaking: Rain. Yes. It is coming from the sky and landing on the ground, and the TV news people cannot get over the extreme amazing urgency of this. They have reporters in rain slickers all over greater Los Angeles, and they’re all reporting that, no matter where they go, incredible as it sounds, it is raining there too. And even more incredibly, the roads are wet. Some areas are expected to get more than an inch.

I will have updates on this incredible breaking story as developments warrant, or I get really bored.