<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555699</id><updated>2008-05-08T13:45:45.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NIKDAUM.COM - News</title><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/index.htm'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default'/><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/atom.xml'/><author><name>Nik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>234</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555699.post-8453860475229190361</id><published>2008-05-05T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T22:13:10.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>San Francisco Weekend</title><summary type='text'>Ah, beautiful San Francisco! Every time I'm in this bay-side city, I'm reminded of what the protagonist "Coit" told the symbolic sea lion spirit mayor in Dr. Doobs G. Chronic's masterwork A Frisco Freakout in Baymuda Triangle:Sea lion, are you listening?
See lion, these tears we bleed
Salty drops in a salty ocean.
You sea. Our sea. 
We cannot weep enough for this city by the sea.
Its beauty </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/2008/05/san-francisco-weekend.html' title='San Francisco Weekend'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555699&amp;postID=8453860475229190361&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/8453860475229190361'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/8453860475229190361'/><author><name>Nik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555699.post-4385076774902227197</id><published>2008-04-29T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T19:34:07.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dordles 178-185</title><summary type='text'>Now that I don't have my honking work computer to Dordle on, I've been forced to do the whole process on my aging but trusty 12" Powerbook. Needless to say, it's not nearly as quick, but it gets the job done. The first three Dordles are from today. The last are remainders from the fading days of work.









Find the rest of my Dordles at http://www.dordles.com</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/2008/04/dordles-178-185.html' title='Dordles 178-185'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555699&amp;postID=4385076774902227197&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/4385076774902227197'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/4385076774902227197'/><author><name>Nik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555699.post-3766359361159290564</id><published>2008-04-28T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T10:04:46.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Buns</title><summary type='text'>This weekend was another lazy one. On Friday, I assembled the ingredients to make Chinese stuffed buns. It was the first time I had ever worked with yeast, and one batch of dough didn't rise. The second batch rose better, and was stuffed and steamed to perfection. Due to time constraints, I could only let the dough rise for 45 minutes, about half the time recommended in the recipe. Oddly enough, </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/2008/04/making-buns.html' title='Making Buns'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555699&amp;postID=3766359361159290564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/3766359361159290564'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/3766359361159290564'/><author><name>Nik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555699.post-8096701074254319625</id><published>2008-04-22T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T19:06:24.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Denver Days</title><summary type='text'>I've spent 4 days in Denver. Most of trip has been in the suburbs, full of dry perfect weather, babies, dogs, and home cooked meals. Note: The babies and the food have not been dry, though. Time has been spent in homes and cars, living almost as extended family. Because of the trip, it's been hard to realize that I'm no longer working. In part, because everyone wakes up early due to the baby. For</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/2008/04/denver-days.html' title='Denver Days'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555699&amp;postID=8096701074254319625&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/8096701074254319625'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/8096701074254319625'/><author><name>Nik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555699.post-4816240326093584593</id><published>2008-04-17T14:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T14:47:05.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Looks like a dong! promo video</title><summary type='text'>Promo video for my side project, www.lookzlikedongz.com



SFW, but stupid.</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/2008/04/looks-like-dong-promo-video.html' title='Looks like a dong! promo video'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555699&amp;postID=4816240326093584593&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/4816240326093584593'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/4816240326093584593'/><author><name>Nik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555699.post-8905321034363258417</id><published>2008-04-13T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T09:46:26.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunny Weekend, Five Days of Work Left</title><summary type='text'>On Friday, the sun shone brightly on Portland. Cars were crashing left and right, people practically undressed in the street, children cast aside their crutches and ran rickets-free unto tapped fire hydrants, beer and people spilled out onto the sidewalks as neighbors took axes to each other's doors and cars to "let a little light in." Around 10AM at work, people were getting antsy. By 3:30, the </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/2008/04/sunny-weekend-five-days-of-work-left.html' title='Sunny Weekend, Five Days of Work Left'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555699&amp;postID=8905321034363258417&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/8905321034363258417'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/8905321034363258417'/><author><name>Nik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555699.post-7262266482957285168</id><published>2008-04-03T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T10:17:35.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I quit.</title><summary type='text'>
Yesterday, I gave notice at work. Like picking an itchy scab, I wondered if it was the best idea. But at the end, it felt so good. The last two years have been great: The job has taught a lot, taken me around the country a bit, not been too stressful, and put some clams in my bucket. Portland has been relaxing, comfortable, cheap, and wet. I've played lots of Counter-Strike and Team Fortress 2, </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/2008/04/i-quit.html' title='I quit.'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555699&amp;postID=7262266482957285168&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/7262266482957285168'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/7262266482957285168'/><author><name>Nik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555699.post-1285069257006928738</id><published>2008-03-27T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T19:16:31.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dordles 171-175, now 176 &amp; 177</title><summary type='text'>This is a good, but kind of dark bunch of Dordles from the trenches:








Find the rest of my Dordles at http://www.dordles.com</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/2008/03/dordles-171-175.html' title='Dordles 171-175, now 176 &amp; 177'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555699&amp;postID=1285069257006928738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/1285069257006928738'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/1285069257006928738'/><author><name>Nik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555699.post-2832493375525729453</id><published>2008-03-23T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T13:49:08.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring is in the air! So are dongz!</title><summary type='text'>Spring is in the air in this rainy town. All over, nature is blossomin' and bloomin' into a vibrant wonderland. Yesterday the clouds broke to reveal a sweeping blue sky and mild temperatures. J. and I went on a short hike in Forest Park, and spent a lot of daylight outside at a yuppie sidewalk cafe and reading in a muddy park. I'm almost finished with the zarking big compilation of Hitchhiker's </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/2008/03/spring-is-in-air-so-are-dongz.html' title='Spring is in the air! So are dongz!'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555699&amp;postID=2832493375525729453&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/2832493375525729453'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/2832493375525729453'/><author><name>Nik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555699.post-4324795752606916240</id><published>2008-03-17T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T12:45:40.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dordles app (beta) on Facebook!</title><summary type='text'>
Inspired by SXSW, I made my first simple Facebook application yesterday. It randomly loads a Dordle to your profile, bringing a little bit of weirdness every day. Hopefully, people that like my Dordles will be able to share them to their friends.

It took a little effort to figure out enough PHP and FBML to get the ball rolling, but it rolls. Dordle app is a work in progress; I will be adding </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/2008/03/dordles-app-beta-on-facebook.html' title='Dordles app (beta) on Facebook!'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555699&amp;postID=4324795752606916240&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/4324795752606916240'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/4324795752606916240'/><author><name>Nik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555699.post-2212220961439696203</id><published>2008-03-16T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T23:08:12.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few Sunday Photos</title><summary type='text'>A few photos from Sunday:








</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/2008/03/few-sunday-photos.html' title='A Few Sunday Photos'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555699&amp;postID=2212220961439696203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/2212220961439696203'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/2212220961439696203'/><author><name>Nik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555699.post-6413518058458782157</id><published>2008-03-09T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T09:55:18.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SXSW, Blog Errors Fixed and Plastered with ADS</title><summary type='text'>Since Friday I've been at the South by Southwest (SXSW) digital conference in Austin, TX. A large group of people from work attended. Some were lucky enough to stay the week for the music and film festivals; I had to go back.

The flights into Denver and Austin were full of turbulence. The descent to the latter airport was especially full of cold sweat as the plane was visibly knocked around.

On</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/2008/03/sxsw-and-blog-errors-fixed.html' title='SXSW, Blog Errors Fixed and Plastered with ADS'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555699&amp;postID=6413518058458782157&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/6413518058458782157'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/6413518058458782157'/><author><name>Nik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555699.post-2779674502864197231</id><published>2008-03-05T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T13:56:25.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Camera and New Dordles</title><summary type='text'>Back from the trip to Europe and almost on the right sleeping schedule again. I slept 13 hours the first night back. 

Yesterday, I purchased a Nikon D40 digital SLR camera. I had almost picked one up before the trip, but I didn't want to lug it around. In hindsight, I wish I had as I was able to compare my shot's with C.'s, and it was obvious the SLR took far superior pictures. I bought a kit on</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/2008/03/new-camera-and-new-dordles.html' title='New Camera and New Dordles'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555699&amp;postID=2779674502864197231&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/2779674502864197231'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/2779674502864197231'/><author><name>Nik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555699.post-7207737308992736671</id><published>2008-03-02T13:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T13:24:07.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Barcelona</title><summary type='text'>Barcelona is a town of a certain size in Spain, situated along some large body of water shared with other countries. Barcelona is known for many things. Its chief exports are goods and non goods. Its weather is mild in some parts. One of its neighboring towns is not Stockholm. Many historical events shaped the culture of the city in exciting and colorful ways. Some number of visitors from around </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/2008/03/barcelona.html' title='Barcelona'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555699&amp;postID=7207737308992736671&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/7207737308992736671'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/7207737308992736671'/><author><name>Nik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555699.post-2905932130686420847</id><published>2008-02-29T14:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T14:58:49.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Next Four Days of France</title><summary type='text'>I'm on the end of an annoying flu that's made the last three days a little slower and sleepier than I'd hoped. We arrived in Barcelona two days ago. I'll be doing a post about here soon. How Paris finished out: 

Day 4: February 23th

The fourth day in Paris began with a delicious blue cheese and walnut quiche with side salad. C. and I had met a friend of his for lunch at a quiet cafe by the </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/2008/02/next-four-days-of-france.html' title='The Next Four Days of France'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555699&amp;postID=2905932130686420847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/2905932130686420847'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/2905932130686420847'/><author><name>Nik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555699.post-20301916869356206</id><published>2008-02-20T10:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T18:26:25.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Three Days in France</title><summary type='text'>Day 1: Wednesday, February 20th

I safely arrived in France after a short feeling flight. Though it was an overnight flight, I wasn't able to sleep a wink. An hour before landing that morning in Paris, it was only becoming my bed time in Portland. There was a heavy fog over all of Europe that morning, so I missed seeing the British Isles or any of France until a few meters before the runway.  

</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/2008/02/in-france.html' title='The First Three Days in France'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555699&amp;postID=20301916869356206&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/20301916869356206'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/20301916869356206'/><author><name>Nik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555699.post-5704084158817672485</id><published>2008-02-15T10:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T10:35:50.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Twas Valentine's Day and European</title><summary type='text'>Yesternight, J. and I celebrated our second Valentine's Day together. Last year, we made dinner of dead chicken and winter vegetables in the Ameri-European style of romantic cookery. This year, it was Thai style up the yin-yang! We crafted two dishes we had never crafted before: Kai Phat Met Ma Muang (cashew chicken) and Tom Kha Talay (seafood coconut soup).   

Kai Phat Met Ma Muang consisted of</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/2008/02/twas-valentines-day-and-european.html' title='&apos;Twas Valentine&apos;s Day and European'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555699&amp;postID=5704084158817672485&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/5704084158817672485'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/5704084158817672485'/><author><name>Nik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555699.post-9150883308164293666</id><published>2008-02-12T12:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T12:56:03.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Misty Beach Jaunt</title><summary type='text'>Q: Quick, what kind of trip rhymes with "hell hussy gin juicing skip flu diva peach?"

A: Why, a JEALOUSY INDUCING TRIP TO THE BEACH is what kind of trip!

This weekend J. and I went on a trip to the misty Oregon coast. A meandering route took us through rural roads and out to Newport Beach. We spent the first night in a hotel with a great room with a view and fireplace, weird staff, and </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/2008/02/another-misty-beach-jaunt.html' title='Another Misty Beach Jaunt'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555699&amp;postID=9150883308164293666&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/9150883308164293666'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/9150883308164293666'/><author><name>Nik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555699.post-1965587949429440454</id><published>2008-02-07T13:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T13:06:39.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Griefer Madness</title><summary type='text'>
Last night, I logged onto Second Life and assumed the identity of Bodunk Boram. This red dressed, obese jackass was ready for adventure. Into the stuttering and butt ugly world he flew with gusto!

The first order of business was checking to see if I could go back to any of the neighborhoods I had been banned from on prior adventures. Prognosis negative, I flew around until I found two women in </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/2008/02/griefer-madness.html' title='Griefer Madness'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555699&amp;postID=1965587949429440454&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/1965587949429440454'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/1965587949429440454'/><author><name>Nik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555699.post-547858993074560986</id><published>2008-02-05T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T17:06:58.009-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dordles 158-163, now 164-166 too!</title><summary type='text'>More Dordles from the trenches:










Find the rest of my Dordles at http://www.dordles.com</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/2008/02/dordles-158-163.html' title='Dordles 158-163, now 164-166 too!'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555699&amp;postID=547858993074560986&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/547858993074560986'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/547858993074560986'/><author><name>Nik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555699.post-7861926063029633329</id><published>2008-02-03T10:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T18:10:11.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My spots on the Superbowl: "Queen of Hearts" &amp; "Firefly"</title><summary type='text'>My spots for CareerBuilder.com aired on the Super Bowl this evening!

“Queen of Hearts” - Watch the hi-res version on my site here

“Firefly” - Watch the hi-res version on my site here

If you want to watch them in shitty quality, you can view them through the following youtube clips:

 
“Queen of Hearts”


“Firefly”

It's hilarious to watch all of the constructive feedback on the web. There are </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/2008/02/my-spots-on-superbowl.html' title='My spots on the Superbowl: &quot;Queen of Hearts&quot; &amp; &quot;Firefly&quot;'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555699&amp;postID=7861926063029633329&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/7861926063029633329'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/7861926063029633329'/><author><name>Nik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555699.post-4991109970046858314</id><published>2008-01-25T16:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T18:04:57.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Consumes Me as I Browse</title><summary type='text'>
I'm currently sitting in a Flame edit bay, watching paint dry as the final pieces of animation and live action get layered together for one of my Super Bowl spots. The process is complicated and the interface of the software is a fascinating array of buttons, nodes, graphs, hierarchies, sliders, fields, masks, time codes, and filters. The program and equipment alone must cost at least 100 </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/2008/01/work-consumes-me-as-i-browse.html' title='Work Consumes Me as I Browse'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555699&amp;postID=4991109970046858314&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/4991109970046858314'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/4991109970046858314'/><author><name>Nik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555699.post-2177123095575408795</id><published>2008-01-22T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T23:42:55.052-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Three Waters Meet</title><summary type='text'>Some water brings joy, some will be crossed, and the rest is kept in check.

A week ago I wanted to take a shower. This isn't an unusual desire. Unfortunately, taking a shower in my apartment was a joyless exercise in gallstone pee-trickle water pressure. But that night something clicked. I marched into the bathroom, grabbed the shower head with my bear hand and twisted it off. Inside was a </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/2008/01/where-three-waters-meet.html' title='Where Three Waters Meet'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555699&amp;postID=2177123095575408795&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/2177123095575408795'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/2177123095575408795'/><author><name>Nik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555699.post-7230593235506140326</id><published>2008-01-20T12:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T12:54:20.408-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mt. Hood Meadows</title><summary type='text'>On Friday, I ecstatically danced for fun and under-slept for a second night. Saturday morning, J. and I awoke at 6 AM to begin the journey to Mt. Hood. The caravan was comprised of two cars (no Caravans), 8 people, and coffee. I was very tired. We took the slow route through the Columbia Gorge, then south towards the mountain from Hood River. 

At the mountain, the wait for gear was long, and by </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/2008/01/mt-hood-meadows.html' title='Mt. Hood Meadows'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555699&amp;postID=7230593235506140326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/7230593235506140326'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/7230593235506140326'/><author><name>Nik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555699.post-1312623808922422135</id><published>2008-01-12T15:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T16:39:56.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dordles 149-157</title><summary type='text'>Crankin' them out without regards to quality!










Find the rest of my Dordles at http://www.dordles.com</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/2008/01/dordles-149-155.html' title='Dordles 149-157'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555699&amp;postID=1312623808922422135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.nikdaum.com/news/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/1312623808922422135'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555699/posts/default/1312623808922422135'/><author><name>Nik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry></feed>