For the first time in history, a state has an all-female congressional delegation.

New Hampshire now has two female senators, two female representatives, and even a female governor — yet the world hasn’t ended.

The below is what pro-level software can do for your raw photo files. This was with Adobe Lightroom 4.2 and Photoshop CS6.

I didn’t even do that much processing. All was done in the name of making the final image look as much like reality as possible, rather than the commercial photographer’s goal of making the photo resemble reality as little as possible.

The shot on the left is before processing through Lightroom and Photoshop. The one on the right (click for larger) is post-processing. A much better, and truer image. I know – I was there. Image was shot on a Canon T4i with a 100-400mm f/4.5-5.6L IS USM lens at 1/80 sec at f/5.6, ISO 800, 400mm, hand-held (braced).

Final image:

I don’t think the yellow/orange is quite right, but I don’t feel like messing with it any longer. My monitor is not properly calibrated anyway, and I doubt anyone reading this has a monitor that is, either.

The most interesting thing that happened in the election this year was that Puerto Rico voted to become a state.

I don’t know enough about the political process of statehood to say what this means. I believe a bill has to be introduced in Congress asking to be admitted to the union. The Republicans are likely to block/prevent this as Puerto Rico would be a Democrat state very reliably.

Still, this is the first time that Puerto Rico has voted affirmative for statehood and we very well could have a 51st state soon.

And if you can’t read Spanish, figure it out. Heh.

Obama won, surprising absolutely fucking no one except our idiotic press. I knew it’d be over by 11PM EST, and it was.

Shock. I must be some kind of magician.

Now it’s four more years of a corporate shill not quite as gleeful about oppression and killing as his cartoonishly-sociopathic former rival.

Con-fucking-gratulations.

The press is still telling you that it is a toss-up race between Obama and Romney.

The press is, as usual, completely lying to you.

Statistically, Romney stands very little chance. For him to win, absolutely everything would have to go his way, and absolutely everything would have to go against Obama.

That is of course extremely unlikely.

I don’t personally give a fuck who wins, as it matters very little in the medium or long run (and not even that much in the short run).

Nate Silver is a good example of the importance of writing well.

Silver is not a genius forecaster; his projections merely match that of other unbiased models. However, he writes much more clearly than other forecasters and statisticians.

I see parallels with my own life.

I’ve worked in IT for a long time now, and I am pretty good at it. However, I doubt I am in the top 10% of technical skill, and perhaps not even in the top 20%.

What I am, though, is a good writer. I write accurately and quickly and am capable of explaining very difficult technical concepts in terms that non-techies can understand (or at least have the illusion that they do).

I may not be in the top 20% of techs, but in the tech world I’d wager I’m in the top 1/10 of one percent of writing ability.

That has helped me immensely over the years, and is probably responsible for most of my advancement – that and interviewing well, which I suspect is a related skill.

The ability to craft a good sentence is a transferable skill. Unlike many skills, it helps you in every field. You might be able to succeed without it, but with it you do much better than you otherwise would even if you lack top-tier skills.

If I were very rich, I’d hire a “no person.” That is, I’d hire someone specifically so that they’d find all the ways I am wrong about something.

That would be their specific job, to always be my devil’s advocate so I don’t lose perspective and become a complete assclown as most rich people seem to become.

Most of the rich seem to want to surround themselves with those who act as useless parrots of their views and desires. I want someone who will tell me, “That is the stupidest thing I have ever heard and you should be ashamed for breathing.”

Someone who tells me I am right all the time is completely useless. Hell, I think I am right most of the time. I don’t need anyone to tell me that.

Advertising for that job would be rather interesting. Interviewing would be as well.

I’d hire the first person who told me I was conducting the interview like a damn idiot.

This is a pretty good article that states why I cannot and will not vote for Obama.

In fact, during the transition itself, Bush’s Treasury Secretary Hank Paulson offered a deal to Barney Frank, to force banks to write down mortgages and stem foreclosures if Barney would speed up the release of TARP money. Paulson demanded, as a condition of the deal, that Obama sign off on it. Barney said fine, but to his surprise, the incoming president vetoed the deal. Yup, you heard that right — the Bush administration was willing to write down mortgages in response to Democratic pressure, but it was Obama who said no, we want a foreclosure crisis. And with Neil Barofsky’s book ”Bailout,” we see why. Tim Geithner said, in private meetings, that the foreclosure mitigation programs were not meant to mitigate foreclosures, but to spread out pain for the banks, the famous “foam the runway” comment. This central lie is key to the entire Obama economic strategy. It is not that Obama was stymied by Congress, or was up against a system, or faced a massive crisis, which led to the shape of the economy we see today. Rather, Obama had a handshake deal to help the middle class offered to him by Paulson, and Obama said no. He was not constrained by anything but his own policy instincts. And the reflation of corporate profits and financial assets and death of the middle class were the predictable results.

I do live in a swing state. But I’m tired of choosing the lesser of two evils. In the end, you are still choosing evil.

I just can’t do that any more.

Politics and our system are so worthless and meaningless that I don’t even feel like writing about it any longer. I will not be voting for Obama – that is all I know.

Microsoft has intentionally broken font rendering in Windows 8, and have no plans to fix it.

Amazing. That means I can never, ever use that OS as I could not read for more than 2-3 minutes on it without possibly triggering a migraine.

I don’t appear to feel the sense of embarrassment, or at least never have to my knowledge, but there is little more pitiable than watching someone flirt awkwardly.

At first I was mostly agreeing with this, until I made it to this part.

I woke up yesterday morning to a few Facebook status updates from people who don’t like Halloween, and who would never let their kids participate in the evils of trick-or-treating. I was immediately filled with guilt because I allowed my daughter to enjoy herself so much the previous night by letting her dress up in her self-chosen mermaid/fairy combination.

When you care at all about what some fucktards on Facebook think about something that made your daughter happy, you have lost the path of wisdom.

I think the author realizes this, hence his (apparent) decision to stop using Facebook, but still – this idea would never, ever occur to me, to even care.

You humans are weird.

I had no idea before today that Harriet Tubman was the first American woman credited with planning and leading a military raid.

I disagree with this because I hate, hate, hate skeuomorphic design.

It’s the reason I don’t use iBooks despite it being otherwise ok. Anything skeuomorphic I immediately discard, never to be used again.

It’s interesting (as in “stupid”) that in times of low AD, we’re arguing about how much important and necessary projects cost when with low interest rates, high unemployment and a fiat currency, money is free and there is no inflation risk.

People who don’t understand the economy – which is most everyone – are doomed to undertake very misguided actions, even the well-meaning people.

It speaks to how cognitively distant I am from other people in our little human world that I can’t make sense of the idea that anyone actually uses Facebook.

I know it means something to a lot of people, and around a billion people use it at least a bit. I understand all that intellectually, but I can’t process that on any emotional level.

When I think of signing up for Facebook all I feel is revulsion.

Let’s see, a privacy-violating, freedom-killing, internet-threatening mega-corporation run by a sociopath who will sell me out to the highest bidder at the first opportunity.

Well, fuck, that sounds great! Where do I sign up?

Then again, my parents never had to ask me, “If Bobby jumped off a cliff, would you do it too?”

No, for one thing, I would’ve probably been the one jumping off the cliff first and I’d tell Bobby to do whatever the hell he wanted to do, and if I died to tell my parents.

And for another, being social never mattered all that much to me. I like having friends, but I won’t have them at any price like most people will.

That has a lot of disadvantages. But it has a lot of advantages, too. I’ll probably never be one of the people in the guard tower at Auschwitz, thinking I’m walking the path of righteousness. Or going along to get along, at the least.

But it means I’ll always have few friends, no real acquaintances, and lack a support network.

But all in life involves tradeoffs. These happen to suit me best. Others make different choices.