Air BnB

Here's the deal:

We did Air in Lyon eight months ago and it was perfect. Nice place, good location, wonderful landlords...everything you want. This is how it works in Brooklyn:

Heavy on the weed. Swim through it to find your room. No worries, the bed is clean and comfy and it's on a quiet street. There's a fast Chinese place up a block with good noodles. You get back and park your ass and noodles on the couch, and dinner is augmented with...spanking. Apparently this is still a thing. My host was, um, hosting a clearly Asian woman who enjoyed having her backside slapped in the other room. She cooed. I ate really good chow fun. And then the violent fucking, also in the other room.

There is a certain kind of fluorescent ambiance from which chow fun benefits when other fun is being had. It's food with an unexpected and uniquely acoustic element.

Prior to the noodles, I killed it on stage at the Gotham Comedy Club with a rather ribald tale of a required college writing seminar. I'll post the video if it shows up. With a description of how and why I was there in the first place.

'Tis the Season

At least it's not snowing. That's been a problem in these parts. Meanwhile California has a drought, Polynesia is getting pummeled, Bangladesh is going underwater (again), the Syrian conflict can be traced to food and water scarcity as the result of a shifting climate, etc., etc.

Remember when Buzz Aldrin punched a guy in the face for saying he'd never been to the Moon and it was all a hoax, and the cops were, like, "Dude is an astronaut and he went there and did that, and he has earned the right to punch you in the face for being a moron?" I kinda feel like that with the deniers, which I guess is why these very polite Scandinavians keep calling.

Anyway, the real reason I'm here is because I've been curating the drone conference at the Disruption and Innovation Awards at the TriBeCa Film Festival. Someone has clearly confused me with another short, bald man who knows something about any of the above.

Commuting to Work

I shot this last November one sunny morning on the way out to Woxsen from Hyderabad. Just got around to editing it now. I think it's fun. It's kind of a drinking game: every time you see something that should not be on the road, take a drink.

Technical details:
Shot at 500 millisecond time-lapse on a tripod-mounted iPhone with a wide-angle Olloclip at 1080 for 100 minutes over 80 kilometers (it's 15x).

Rendered to 960, bitrate of 1, H.264, MP4 for max compression. It's still 60 MB, and there's a lot of artifact. But the HD version is way too big for Blogger, which already re-compresses your videos.

Music is "Sweet Pain (Joi Remix)" by Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan.

Enjoy.