Last year I purchased another Olympus Trip 35 for 2 reasons. The first reason was to replace the camera that had taken a hit and stopped working. The second reason is that I wanted to try to re-skin one. Since the replacement camera cost less than $40 on eBay why not?
No turning back now
Back in December I went online and ordered a Cobalt Kid Skin (Goat) for my camera from Cameraleather.com. They have quality products but are really backed up. I received my order about 60 days later.
That’s not a complaint and I really am happy with what I received, but keep that in mind if you want to order from them.
Removing the old leatherette was not difficult and I started with the back. I pulled out my old Swiss army knife and began peeling the edge up in no time at all. Yes, yes I did.
Oh yeah, don’t do that. You’ll just scratch the metal underneath and tear the old cover. Instead use your thumbnail and lift up the edge. With a little effort it will come right off as long as you proceed slow and smoothly.
On the back I didn’t do that and later on I had to remove the scraps. The front pieces came cleanly off with just my fingers and some patience.
Applying the new skin was very simple and straight forward. I had originally gotten some Purell so that I could use the wet method but I eventually went with just applying the new cover directly on.
Future Film Camera enthusiast
It worked. The pieces lined up and I now have a Cobalt Blue colored Olympus Trip 35. Looks cool! My only concern is that I have 4 Olympus Trip 35 cameras lying around. But that’s alright for now.
Here’s a gallery of the newly re-covered camera.
I included a photo of my Nikon for size comparison. Compared to the compact camera it’s huge.
This was a fun thing to do and took hardly anytime at all. But unless one of my cameras gets broken (again!) odds are I won’t do this again soon.
Last night my son had some sort of bug and was tossing his cookies all night long. Fortunately I had help but I was in no condition to go to work today.
The children are cooperating and I’m really pleased. They’re doing their home work, eating their meals, and peacefully playing with each other. It’s actually kind of nice and quiet.
I could get used to this. I do miss my wife, but this extra alone time with the kids is a welcome change.
Without meaning to I’m sleeping later in the morning. This has lead to my parking the car and running like a madman to the train.
I don’t get it. It’s like I’m getting up a full 30 minutes later.
The kids are acting odd. It’s like they are taking turns testing me and how I’ll react. They don’t do it at the same time but it’s like one will wait in the wings while the other tests my defenses. That’s weird!
It’s probably nothing. I’m tired from a lack of sleep.
I seem to be in charge of some sort of military camp. My two underlings aren’t like me; I think they’re part of the local native population.
The resentment that these “children” are harboring for me is intense. They can’t seem to be able to follow instructions and keep asking for the previous Administrator.
I keep telling them “I’m in charge and that’s that!” but it’s just not placating them.
I may need to implement a more strenuous process and procedure.
At work we are trained that with the correct process documentation anything is possible. And with that process a lack of accountability is successfully achieved.
That must be true, that’s what the compliance and audit people say.
I’ve begun to gather evidence of the crimes being perpetuated against my lawful administration. At the moment it’s all circumstantial but as I am the judge and jury of the court I don’t expect any problems.
The natives are almost in full revolt. They keep complaining about the tasks that they are asked to do, something about “child labor laws”. I just don’t get it. They’re 8 and 10 years old and all I’m asking them to do is a little factory work.
Children have been working in factories for over 100 years. Everyone her has to pull their own weight and I see nothing wrong with these people working till midnight to help pay the bills.
This great nation of ours doesn’t run on good wishes you know. How can I run a benign dictatorship without money?
It’s all very distracting and just adds to my lack of rest. I feel like I haven’t slept in days.
I collect old parts for a junk pile cameras and today I found an old Sunpak Auto 121C flash at the thrift shop.
When it comes to cameras, the local thrift shop isn’t often a good place to go picking. They’re like a magnet for all sorts of broken junk, most of which are really cheap plastic 35mm toys.
Occasionally you will find some decent Olympus consumer film cameras, but that’s because they don’t know what they have. Once I even found a Olympus Trip 35 only it wasn’t passing the red flag test and looked like it needed a lot of work.
Today the kids and I were there and while they searched for inexpensive toys, I saw the flash. The batteries inside had leaked but somehow hadn’t corroded anything on the inside. It was $9 so I took a chance and took it home. Success! I put a fresh pair of double AA batteries and the flash fires.
Compared to modern camera flashes, it’s a simple no frills model. But my film cameras are at least 37 years old, so it’s exactly what I wanted. With a little elbow grease it cleaned up really well.
This was a good find. The flash is small and works so I plan to take it to get-togethers and shoot off at least one roll of film.
After much prodding I have finally convinced Lily to post to her own blog. That intense conversation went like this and took a lot out of me.
Me: You should post articles about what you are doing or topics you like. It’s fun.
Her: Okay.
Me: *blinks*
Her: That looks new. Do you know where I can find good technical support?
Right now she’s on a plane to India on a business trip and she wants to blog about the experience. It’s her second trip and I hope she takes lots of pictures.
Naturally I’m running her blog as part of my multisite installation. Picking a theme was tricky so once she gets the hang of WordPress I’ll encourage her to find one she likes.
She’s going to be away for 10 whole days. To commemorate this event our son thought it would be appropriate to spend all night hurling. As a result of those shenanigans I’m mostly sleep deprived today and am amazed that I can even form complete sentences.
Although run-on sentences don’t seem to be a problem for me right now.
10 days. This maybe a good time to order a Olympus 35 RC or XA rangefinder camera…
Update: Sometimes I DO over think a problem and a solution. Which is odd because SSL is also one of my (supposedly!) strong points. Skip to the comments below for something that Andrew Nacin pointed out. 😀
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Part of my professional life is to think about topics like data leakage. That’s when you do something and, without realizing it, you transmit information that you hadn’t intended to.
For example, my company may have an internal web page with this URL:
And on that page is a link to a NY Times DealBook blog posting as a reference. One of the readers in my company clicks on that link without hesitation. Why wouldn’t they click? That’s what the link is there for.
When Dealbook processes their web access logs, they’ll see a URL as the HTTP referer (I’m spelling it correctly after this) that the company or person who clicked that link may not want them to see.
How to prevent sensitive referrers from being sent from your WordPress blog?
Install and configure YOURLS (svn revision 703). Get that working with a short domain, it’s easy to do.
Install and activate my short Force Javascript Redirection YOURLS plugin. [download id=”1″]The useful bit is only one line.
Install my WordPress Convert Links to Yourls plugin but don’t activate it yet.[download id=”3″]
Modify two lines in that WordPress plugin for your configuration. Sorry, I’m not up to making an options page (yet).
Active that WordPress plugin.
And poof! the Tin Foil Hat is in place. Any links in your post content or comment text will have their links sent to your very own link shortner and the remote site will only see the short link as the referrer.
That didn’t go very well.
Sigh, the kids are acting up.
The alarm was set to 30 minutes later!
Where am I? How did I get here?
I think it’s Monday. Yes, that’s right. 1,2,3,4… 8. It’s the 8th day.
Hello? This is Lily speaking.
