Wednesday, November 11, 2009

No matter where you go...


The TripMate 850

There's that saying from Buckaroo Bonzai, "No matter where you go, there you are". This line from the movie floated in my head as I found myself in the middle of an open field being landscaped by tractors and bulldozers off in the distance. I was in Unionville, a small community north of Toronto (part of Markham) that was apparently growing right before my eyes.

A few blocks away from where I stood were townhouses, relatively new. The large construction vehicles were working on the next phase. Odd.

I was in the area walking from the GO bus station to the UPS store. It was at this remote location that a package was waiting for me, a package containing a GPS logger. Specifically the TripMAte 850.

The ironic part of this trip was that I used a car GPS to program a hand held GPS, or personal navigator, to help me find this store to purchase another GPS device.

The garmin nuvi 250w, while it works great in the car, powered by the cars's battery, seems to have a weaker signal reception when used unplugged and running solely off the internal proprietary battery. I hate proprietary batteries.

I bought the Garmin etrex Legend HCx, a cell phone sized device that uses AAs. It also has a better signal pick up. The disadvantage is that the maps it comes with are pretty simplistic and no where near detailed as the nuvi 250w.

I used the nuvi GPS to punch in the address. Once the address was located, I took the longitude and latitude coordinates and transfered them to the legend HCx. Because it was a clear sky, no clouds, the car GPS worked anyway.

What the heck is a GPS logger and why is it useful anyway?

A GPS logger is a device that records your location (longitude, latitude, and elevation) with a time stamp every few seconds, or over a course of distance. The end result is a list of data that can be imported into your computer.

The usefulness of this list is that it tells where you've been and when you've been there. When synced up to a camera, as digital cameras typically store the time and date with each photo, you can tell almost exactly where that photo was taken.

Other useful applications for a GPS logger...

put on the neighbourhood cat (with the owner's permission) you can find out where the cat has been. This can come in handy if the other neighbour is complaining that the cat has been eating their garden plants. You could then figure out if the cat has been in that area. Maybe a raccoon is the culprit.

figuring out where you were when you were drunk. This is a great idea but you have to attach the GPS logging device somewhere where you won't lose it so you can get the data off of it later. Not only will it tell you that you were at the toilet bowl, but for how long.

Also note...

After a bit of experimenting and playing around with these gadgets I have found that although the eTrex Legend HCx doesn't advertise explicitly on the box, it too can be used as a GPS logger. The Garmin terminology that it uses is Track Data.

Track data is like virtual bread crumbs. Th gps records the latitude, longitude and elevation along with a time stamp. It's totally programmable. You can drop a crumb every X seconds, or Y kilometers (or miles). When you're done travelling you can use the GPS to back track and retrace your steps. It's pretty cool.

I have not yet determined if the formatting of the data is compatible with the TripMate's. I'll figure that out over the next few days. Below are photos of the TripMate 850.


the stuff you get in the TripMate850 package


The TripMate850 on


The USB interface



Monday, November 09, 2009

Swine Flu


In the window of Theodore 1922, a store on Bloor Street

Is it me or is this swine flu thing being sensationalized in the news? I was in Montreal and the reports coming in from not having enough hospitals offering this free vaccine, people getting sick and even dying seemed a bit surreal. Then getting back into Toronto it's the same thing on the news.

Surely there are more deadly viruses out there? I see see the P.R. guys for H1N1 doing high fives some where out there. Probably the same guys in charge of marketing cranberries. I mean Cran-grape drinks?

Well anyway, I was on my way home from meeting up with FAB's fashion editor with a bag of stuff to shoot for the upcoming Christmas guide when I saw this in a window on Bloor street. I found this funny.

Saturday, October 31, 2009

Now that's scary


While this photo isn't scary (it's part of an ad for some Lottery), it is poorly photo manipulated.

The fact that someone got paid for producing this (at least I hope they got paid for it) while other people that are really good are out of a job... that could be considered scary? Okay it's a stretch. It was something that caught my eye while waiting for the subway.

It's Halloween today here in North America. It's a time when kids wander the streets wearing various costumes ranging from ghosts to superheroes to inanimate objects and everything in between and ask for candy. Houses have tombstones, crime scene caution tape, skeletons, ghosts, witches, black cats on their door. Pumpkins with carved face (aka jack-o-lanterns) glow with candles, flashlights, or LED bike lights inside. Haunted, spooky, scary stuff.


The Monsters Inc. Mike Wazowski jack o lantern, not so scary.


Giant inflatable cat with moving head, again not scary

I went to cook a frozen pizza (Dr. Oetker Pizza Generosa) and moved some stuff off the stove top oven in the process. Doing so I discovered the following...


What the heck is this? That's pretty scary.

Some soapy water I had left in the wok which I let sit in order to make scrubbing the previous meal easier. I forgot about it, obviously. Left for Montreal and came back days later to find this primordial ooze that looked gross and smelled worse. It had the reminiscence of smelling like vomit. Until now I never knew you could recreate that stuff outside your body.

Bleh.

Friday, October 30, 2009

John A Macdonald


Parc Ave

I picked up Darryl and we ended up going to Mamma's. A restaurant known for being open into the wee hours of the morning that sells poutine with smoked meat. While it wasn't really that early in the morning we still enjoyed having a large breakfast.




Poutine with smoked meat and a BLT!!!


This is probably one of the best poutines I've had all week.


A car parked in front of a shopper's drug mart.

While driving back home I pulled over in front of a cemetery. It was to free up my driving hands to program the car GPS (aka FRAN - Find Restaurants And Navigate) to find the nearest Tim Horton's. I was getting tired and wanted something to drink.

Looking out the side window I realized that it was autumn and the colors were amazing. Definitely some nice photographic opportunities. Since Darryl couldn't drive he was subjected to my discretion. I drove into the cemetery.

We weren't in there for more than five minutes when Darryl noticed a tiny sign that read burial site of John A. Macdonald. He was Canada's first prime minister.





We continued to drive around with not much success in finding the site. Had this been the burial grounds of George Washington we would have expected a large statue or something.



My hopes of finding the site increased when we saw a Canadian flag in the distance. I drove the car, parked, got out with my camera only to find it was just a war memorial. D'oh.


The tiny sign

It took us a total of forty minutes to find it. I had stopped the car at another Canadian flag couldn't see the site and was about to give up when Darryl saw another tiny sign. It was too good to be true.

I got out of the car to find the site hidden behind a bush. After walking around taking a bunch of photos I got back into the car and bookmarked the place so I could find it again. Way too much work finding this but for you just click here (N44.262143 W76.541578).



















Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Montreal Practice



Today was pretty low key. I had woken up to drive Tush to work. Wondered around Montreal for a while then drove back to crash. The lack of sleep had caught up with me.

I woke up later to pick up Tush and drive her to practice. It was good seeing some of the Montreal skaters even if it was for just a short time. We returned to Tush's where I went back to bed.




Garbage day


















Mmmm... Montreal bagels.


...with salmon








Iron Wench playing Dodge Ball on skates.


Lyn-Dah Kicks in mid throw


Bandit gets beaned




Leaving the sport complex


Hot Dog! It's a hot dog!


...with mustard and ketchup


posing on the couch