Skitch beta

A while ago I signed up to beta test this new little application being developed by the folks at plasq called Skitch.

They are the same guys that make Comic Life, and like Comic Life, Skitch has a really nice, really innovative user interface. It’s hard to describe, so you should watch their short intro video.

In about 2 minutes, the first time I used the little program, I captured this little screenshot, added a watermark, drew a little arrow and uploaded to my server this little image:

skitch test

Not too shabby… as you can see, this is a really useful tool for a blogger. Expect lots of images with cool watermarks and little arrows from now on.

Oh, yes, before I forget: I got 2 (two, that’s it) invites for people who want to try Skitch. If you think you deserve one of them (i.e. you are a Mac-using blogger who posts regularly) please leave a comment and try to convince me why you should get one of my precious invites.

NI Latin-American Picnic


National Instruments Latin-American Picnic (by Jaramillo)
(gigantic version here)

On Saturday, all (ok, not everyone made it) Latin-American employees of National Instruments got together for a little and absolutely non-official get together complete with BBQ’ing, kite-flying, high performance beach volleyball, and more.

I thought I already knew everyone, or at least a large majority… but I actually got to meet a lot of new people I didn’t know, especially those who started at the company recently.

It was a lot of fun, even though the meat I bought for grilling tasted like rubber (but it was soooo cheap).

We had people from Mexico, Peru, Colombia, Spain, Dominican Republic, the U.S… None of the Brazilians or Venezuelans showed up, the cowards.

Since I’m the one who started the whole thing, got the list of people together and sent out the invitations (although Nestor helped out a lot finding a really nice place to have it), I hope everyone had a great time and we can do it again soon.

Note to self: Don’t fall for the low meat prices. Buy good stuff next time.

Tecate

Ziv Erlich

Just received this image of Ziv Erlich, drinking a Tecate. It’s his first Tecate in eleven years. He bought it in Barcelona and carried it to Tel-Aviv. Look how happy he looks. Ziv is a fine man.

My mom in the news

This is the today’s cover of the Edición Cumbres weekly supplement of the largest newspaper in Monterrey:

The article inside is about the Monologues 2007 contest run by CONARTE (Consejo para la Cultura y las Artes de Nuevo León), which my mom (a.k.a. Thelma Sandler) won. The play will be presented at the Teatro de La Ciudad (only fits 1,417 spectators: get your ticket soon!) sometime during the giant and now ongoing Fórum Universal de las Culturas.
You can read see a PDF of the original cover and article here: Cover, Page 1, Page 2.
You can see read my mom’s poetry blog (Spanish) here.

Bad Medicine

I’ve been fighting this nagging throat infection/cough/cold for a while now. This morning, the doctor upgraded me to some stronger antibiotics. Listed side effect: Sore throat – which is what started it all. Go figure.

This also means no fast for me for the first time since I’m 13 (which was like ten years ago). For the rest of you loyal readers who will: tzom kal.

Conga

This short video from Saturday’s Mexico Independence Day + Jeronimo Mota’s birthday. Being the only sober person in the premises (damn you antibiotics!) I ended up documenting the wedding-like conga line.

Shana Tova

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The strange case of the missing oats

For years I’ve kept a big thing of Old Fashioned Quaker Oats in the kitchen on my floor, at work. Some people take the liberty of taking some oatmeal, sure. That’s ok with me. They sell this huge box at Costco for $5 dollars that will last me for months. It’s so cheap I’m seriously considering buying a horse. I’d call him Mr. Ed, most likely.

Today, a strange thing happened: My big thing of Old Fashioned Quaker Oats was missing! Why would anyone take it? It makes no sense. It’s freaking oatmeal! It’s like stealing candy from a baby, except it’s not candy and I’m not a baby.

Right now, I’m trying to decide what to do about this terrible ordeal, and for that, I need your help.

Vote here!

No ugly people were harmed making this blog.