Picture Perfect Color Seminar


PPC

… tired. sooo, tired.

Holy crap, what a day. So I was fortunate and excited to hear that work would send me to the Picture Perfect Color Seminar at the Sheraton Grand today in downtown and man, what a great conference. Workflow, color profiles, monitor/camera/scanner calibration, whitebalance.. really informative and definitaly information I can apply to my photography and bring to the office.

Why so tired you ask? Well first of all I had to wake up at 5am, which I havn’t done since probably the few day’s after i got back from my trip. Gave myself 2 hours to get to downtown and made it there with plenty. Enough in fact to find a nice coffee bar and picked up a lil mornin’ joe. Conference was 9am-4pm, with a couple breaks and a sweet lunch. After it was over I started to head home, seeing as it was around 4:30 I figured I’d beat traffic so all seemed well, but little did I know the fun that awaited me. With a combination of the already-paid parking ticket that the “automated attendant” wouldn’t accept to the guy who cut me off forcing me down a 1-way street, I figured that should be the worst of it, but no, oh no, I’m not that lucky.

Headed towards the freeway and of course the last minute decision to hit up lane two on Hope St. rather then the one I was in would have sent me on the 110 North.. which would have been disasterous. So after that I rolled the windows down and started trailblazing through downtown, I’d done it before at 2am many times, but wow, looks different in the day I must admit. After a few turns and dead-ends passing all the USC propoganda, I was able to get back in line to sit on Flower and wait.. to move.. nowhere. Finally getting on the 110 South, heading home seemed sweet and closer then ever once I saw the sign for the 405, thats where it all turned to hell.

I have this little problem with my car, see. I got her to pass smog, but in return, I have to accept the fact that if she sits on a hot freeway in traffic, overheating is a certainty. So after 20 minutes of moving about 100yards ont he 405 connector I realized that Temperature gague was not looking good. Here comes the heater. Actaully should have said there stayed the heater, becase it was on more then off for the rest of the trip. 20 more minutes pass and not my feet are burning from the intense heat (because we all love that when you put it on vent you still get that little bit of leak below). At this point I have to make a decision, look like the jackass and go around all these people in the right lane or burn out here. I chose the jackass move and passed about 50 cars on the right hoping i could take the next offramp. Alas, that next offram wasn’t what i thought, it was a truck scale exit. Noticing the cop sitting right next to the “No Thur Traffic” sign I politley mereged back into the herd.

Once we moved abit more, I took it upon myself to be Eagle Scout inside and find a way home. I knew Del Amo went for a ways so i tried that. Worked for about 5 minutes and of course. That stops worse then the freeway. Anotherhalf hour of that madness - heater still on, now the shoes and shirt are off and I’m really sweatin, I pull out the trusty Thomas Guide and plan my route. Nothing like hitting all but 3 red lights the entire way home and making a cool 2hour and 45minute journey - roughly 35 miles and almost half a tank of gas.

So like I mentioned. I’m fucking tired. heh


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