Jefe, would you say I have a plethora of pinatas?

how cool is this? i had no idea that the polarizer filter on a camera worked like this. i just figured it out yesterday after wondering why it was able to spin. all i'm doing is turning the lens in my hand. (it does the same thing on anything digital: watch, clock, etc.) i mean, i knew it was supposed to cut out glare and whatnot, but i didn't realize it was "adjustable."

this is from the other day when i was messing around with the shutter speed on my camera. i had to do some reading because i didnt really understand the difference between "aperture" and "shutter speed." the shutter speed is pretty obvious by name, but the aperture is the size opening the lens has when it takes a pictures (like the iris in your eye). and the rule of thumb with those 2 is that when you bump one up, you bring the other down. makes sense. anyway, i'm gonna mess around with it this weekend with a tripod and a bunch of fireworks. i cant wait.




i just randomly thought of that "plethora" quote from ¡Three Amigos! and decided to look it up. what a hilarious movie. so many amazing lines in it.

Jefe: We have many beautiful pinatas for your birthday celebration, each one filled with little surprises!
El Guapo: How many pinatas?
Jefe: Many pinatas, many!
El Guapo: Jefe, would you say I have a plethora of pinatas?
Jefe: A what?
El Guapo: A plethora.
Jefe: Oh yes, El Guapo. You have a plethora.
El Guapo: Jefe, what is a plethora?
Jefe: Why, El Guapo?
El Guapo: Well, you just told me that I had a plethora, and I would just like to know if you know what it means to have a plethora. I would not like to think that someone would tell someone else he has a plethora, and then find out that that person has no idea what it means to have a plethora.
Jefe: El Guapo, I know that I, Jefe, do not have your superior intellect and education, but could it be that once again, you are angry at something else, and are looking to take it out on me?


Bartender: We don't have beer. Just tequila.
Ned Nederlander: What's tequila?
Bartender: Uh, it's like beer.


absolutely brilliant.


and here for my final thought in this plethora of randomness, are some Regina Spektor lyrics. i enjoy this verse in particular:

No, this is how it works
You peer inside yourself
You take the things you like
And try to love the things you took
And then you take that love you made
And stick it into some
Someone else's heart
Pumping someone else's blood
And walking arm in arm
You hope it don't get harmed
But even if it does
You'll just do it all again