nicole @nicole@myna.social

It's Monday; I'm bringing the pink today. 💖

San francisco at dusk.

Latest Pocket nightly has an experimental feature I’ve wanted for years: swipe-to-highlight. 🥰 It trades high-granularity text selection for convenience and speed.

I demoed this feature at a hackathon during my first month at #pocket _eight years ago_.

Now, it might actually ship. 😂

As a rule, I don’t do a lot of photo touch up. I’ll crop, correct geometry (like I would with bellows), and clean sensor dust. Beyond that, I try to do the art in camera.

I made an exception for this image, which is a proper image stitch. That invalidates it as part of my portfolio, but makes for a good “what I did in Japan” photo in the vacation slide show.

I get a lot of grief from some people about my low contrast photos.

This 🍭 is for them.

Things you forgot you photographed because the wind chill imparted memory loss.

Visited Super Nintendo Land when I was in Ōsaka. Last time I was there, it was under construction; you could see some of these props from our hotel window, under tarps in a parking lot.

The Mario Kart ride was utter trash. The weird pizza hand pie my friend had waiting for me when I emerged from the restroom, however, was delish.

Whenever I come to SF for a doctors’ appointment or work I take the ferry home. Along the way, I stop in at the wine bar in the ferry building for a glass or two.

I’m probably not going to do either of those things again after today’s check-in (there must be better wine bars closer to my new home), so this is my parting toast. 😘

Going to miss this midget.

I’m moving to San Francisco next month (life changes) to join the roster of people who miss Berkeley Bowl—the best grocery store.

I never thought I was going to be one of them. Trading down to a Trader Joe’s is going to be a wound that will not close.

I couldn’t find Chibi this morning, but I did find half a fuzzy donut.

I’ll never understand sports people, but I’m happy to photograph them.

Korea Town was a fun shamble. I had the best meal of the trip at an adorbs little Korean Izakaya. Then we wandered over to and through Nihombashi, where we got kicked out of one shop for being gaijin, denied entrance to a bar for being gaijin, and I found the butter gachapon for my dairy products of Hokkaido bag tag collection.

That’s a successful outing!!

(Photos of Ōsaka streets in the rain are such a cliche that I hesitate to share, but whatevs)

Okay, after a bit of morning sadness and feelings ramble, we’re heading into Ōsaka. Destination: Korea Town!

“Vacation”

My “favorite” part of every trip: mailing presents and laundry back to the States. 😂

Asahikawa was full of surprises. We had a wonderful yakiniku mutton meal at Chinngis Khan, after which we stumbled into drinks with a friendly hostess and high school teacher at Café Nan. From there a gay bar, Ciel, where had a round or two before a representative of the nearby trans bar came to collect us. We made it back to our hotel before 0500, and negotiated a 1400 check-out, which we barely managed.

Having reached the northern-most tip of Japan, we now turn around and begin our return. In a week, I’ll be back stateside.

Yeah, so a fictional robot dog died in an anime today, and I spent 10 minutes sobbing about it, 20 minutes fixing my makeup, and an hour holding Chibi tightly to my chest. 🤷‍♀️

Chibi’s like, “the bleep’s wrong with you, woman?”