Slogging through my cellphone photos

From September 2003 to May 2006, I ran a moblog as well as a moblog sidebar as a PHP include on this blog. I really liked it and think I was one of the most prolific adopters of moblogging at the time.This golden era ended when the gateway I used to e-mail blog entries from my phone suddenly died. I had put so much work into tweaking the sidebar publishing system and maintaining it over the years that I really couldn’t bear the idea of doing it half-assed with a flickr widget or starting over from scratch again, so I just omitted it from the design completely. Sad.
Anyhow, all of that doesn’t really matter anymore because I’ve ended up in a GSM country where the phones are just beginning to evolve to where Japanese keitais were about eight years ago. E-mail? Internet? PC Modem? These functions are all available for a hefty sum of money, but are really quite pathetic from a Japanese user’s perspective so I don’t even bother. Here, mobiles are for voice com and texting and capturing photos/video for mainly offline use, and that’s it.
So. I’ve downloaded photos from the crappy camera on my crappy phone via USB cable, Bluetooth, IR, and primitive GSM voodoo, and it’s time to get it online in the spirit of my long lost moblog. The next several entries are all from my camera’s phone, and represent the best out of a hundred or so I took last year.

clingy

Max is currently going through a very clingy stage with mommy. The past few nights, he would only sleep if she was holding him – and get this – walking steadily. The second she tried to set him on his bed or even just sit down while still holding him, he would start sobbing uncontrollably (BTW, it’s amazing how babies can tell if you’re actually walking or just sitting and rocking back and forth to emulate walking). This went on all night, every night, and I’m impressed that Nam still goes to work and functions normally and all that.
So.
Yesterday I stayed home with the baby all afternoon and watched him while his nanny cleaned the house. He was demanding, as ever, but not nearly as weepy as he is with mommy. Oh well. He has full rows of front teeth emerging top and bottom, so maybe it’s just driving him a little bit crazy… I often tell him not to be such a baby, but he just ignores me. Oh well, I guess this is all part of parenthood.
I plan to post some pictures from last week if I get the chance later.