Last night I adjusted my monitor so that (I think)
pictures look more like they look on Macs, with the result being that now most of the pictures in the DNA photo gallery
look way too bright and washed out
on my monitor. Yay. Bonus points: with the new setting, the default colors of whatever Gnome theme I'm using make it so that I can no longer read the titles of windows that don't have focus.
Why is this gamma correction shit not a Solved Problem yet? I've been fighting this, and being angry that I have to know anything about it at all, for at least ten years. Surely people who do this for a living get even more head-explodey over it than I do? Why has this outrage not translated into it being fixed? Get out of my face and just do the right thing already, you stupid computer!
Now I get to decide whether to go back and edit a zillion pictures, under the assumption that the way my monitor is set now is more "right" than before. Which would mean adding another round of JPEG compression, since I didn't save the large versions, and taking the risk that they'll end up being illegibly darker on people for whom they looked ok before.
A few new photo galleries
are up: Flavor
, and New Wave City
The Snog show was fun. Since it was the week of Independence Day, we hung a couple of Adbusters flags, and when the Snog folks saw them, they asked if they could have one on stage instead -- so I got them to sign the flag afterward.
The flags stayed up all week, but I doubt anyone at the club on Friday the 4th even noticed what they were: most of their projected visuals were clips from Patton and Top Gun, apparently without a hint of irony. The best part was this guy who was dancing on stage wearing stars-and-stripes sweatpants, and waving a small flag above his head... and then periodically holding that flag in front of his hips and humping it. Does that count as "desecration"? Because I think he meant it affectionately.
Saturday was complete madness. Sarah has had a hobby for quite some time, and that hobby is trying to make her coworkers vomit. Normally she does this by feeding them drinks that don't taste like there's any alcohol in them, when in fact there's hardly anything but. But this time, she and three others decided to have some kind of "puking contest", where they went outside and stuck their fingers down their throats. I am not making this up. I make no attempt to explain.
On top of that, one of the DJs put his head through the wall in the lounge. All by himself. He was very apologetic about it, but he didn't really have an answer to the question, "now what the hell did you go and do that for?"