the metafictional blues

Well I do, but I just don’t like reading them so much anymore. And don’t even get me started on literature. Still, I’ve been wanting to attend the National Book Festival for a while, because really, there’s nothing like a festival on the Mall. So we’re going to head out in the morning and see if we can catch up with Iron Chef Cat Cora, Poet Laureate Charles Simic and Judy Moody creator Megan McDonald. Did I mention that Mr. McFeely the Speedy Delivery Man from “Mister Rogers’ Neighborhood” is supposed to be there? Exactly. Of course, you can rest assured that I will be roaming the pavilions with my long lens to bring back some up close and personal coverage.

For most, summer is "over" by virtue of back to school and the passage of Labor Day … but as far as I'm concerned we have until the 23rd to squeeze out every last drop of summer. For me, this summer was a busy one — so much so I haven't had time to update my blog with all the things I did. In August, we headed out to Shea Stadium to catch the Mets. A night at the ballpark is really a great thing. Unfortunately the Mets couldn't hang on that night and lost to the Padres, but we had a good time anyway. In some ways, the game is secondary to the experience of being there. I took some of my photos and put them into a little movie using a new service called Animoto: http://animoto.com/ You just select the photos and music — and they do the rest. Pretty cool, I think. Plus you can share the results on your blog:

(If you can't see the video above, catch it here: http://animoto.com/play/41688e6ede13831e7968249747d6ba03 )