OK, so I was listening to Yami's playlist from home yesterday, and fell in love with this song, "adding up numbers", which is (I found out this morning) by Kompressor, this weird muppets-meets-industrial band.
So... at the bottom of their homepage, there's a link to this article they were mentioned in from Spin magazine... I highly recommend reading it, it's got a bunch of links, and is pretty awesome.
From there... I got to http://songfight.com/, which is this weird songwriting competition site. Some really good stuff on there. If I were a songwriter, I can't imagine a better way to hone my skills. So now I've been listening to old songfight songs. Good stuff.
Tuesday, May 07, 2002
Monday, May 06, 2002
I broke down over the weekend, and bought a gamecube. Dropped $400 I don't have on three (additional) controllers, a (required but not included) memory card, three games, and the system itself.
Super Smash Bros is AWESOME.
now I'm working at home because the network is screwed up at work, and DAMN if I don't just want to be playing it.
Super Smash Bros is AWESOME.
now I'm working at home because the network is screwed up at work, and DAMN if I don't just want to be playing it.
Thursday, May 02, 2002
Today I'm starting on yet another project for Microsoft. I feel a bit like the son of Satan. I wish I could at least get x-box games for cheap. I have a friend whose brother apparently works for a company making ports of microsoft games, and he gets x-box games for $10. I might actually buy one if I had the hookup like that.
I have been very tempted by the modded panasonic gamecube that can be found at http://www.lik-sang.com/. They have all kinds of awesome products, actually. $500 is a bit pricey, but it'd be worth it if I were collecting DVDs or something.
I have been very tempted by the modded panasonic gamecube that can be found at http://www.lik-sang.com/. They have all kinds of awesome products, actually. $500 is a bit pricey, but it'd be worth it if I were collecting DVDs or something.
Wednesday, May 01, 2002
Today I've got swat-team brain stem-cells.
Read a bit of the new Discover mag today. Did you know they think turtles may not age at all... ever? They die of accidents, viruses, and predators, but seemingly do not age. This explains why we still have teenage-mutant-ninja-turtles, as opposed to disgruntled 20-something-ninja-turtles working salaried day jobs and hating every minute of it.
I think it may be time for me to take a vacation. I need to talk with SOMEONE who knows how much vacation time I have, and when I get more... It used to be contingent on my anniversary with the company, which is actually coming up fairly soon here, and I've got a week to burn. On the other hand, maybe it's not anymore, and I've got to figure that out.
Read a bit of the new Discover mag today. Did you know they think turtles may not age at all... ever? They die of accidents, viruses, and predators, but seemingly do not age. This explains why we still have teenage-mutant-ninja-turtles, as opposed to disgruntled 20-something-ninja-turtles working salaried day jobs and hating every minute of it.
I think it may be time for me to take a vacation. I need to talk with SOMEONE who knows how much vacation time I have, and when I get more... It used to be contingent on my anniversary with the company, which is actually coming up fairly soon here, and I've got a week to burn. On the other hand, maybe it's not anymore, and I've got to figure that out.
Tuesday, April 30, 2002
Today is one of those days that just rolls off you. I've already forgotten everything I've done today, and I feel very busy while having accomplished very little.
The impending house-purchase is going steadily. I'm excited about the prospect of living with Laura now. It'll be fun to sleep in her bed all the time instead of mine... and yet the video games and computers that make me feel secure will still be there, just waiting for me to wake up, comforting me with their presence.
The impending house-purchase is going steadily. I'm excited about the prospect of living with Laura now. It'll be fun to sleep in her bed all the time instead of mine... and yet the video games and computers that make me feel secure will still be there, just waiting for me to wake up, comforting me with their presence.
Monday, April 29, 2002
well, Laura's car has a flat, so I gave her a ride, and I'm into work at the unbelievably-early hour of 8AM. How do people fucking do this? There were three of us here when I first arrived, and now the population of the office has doubled. I feel like some kind of lab rat. Plus, I should be wearing a sweater, my office is FUCKING COLD.
Oh yeah, everyone wish Yami a happy birthday. w00t!
Oh yeah, everyone wish Yami a happy birthday. w00t!
Friday, April 26, 2002
Friday I'm in love has to be one of the best songs known to man. It may even be my favorite cure song, although it's got stiff competition, especially in that remix of close to me on the "mixed up" album.
I got up early for work today, so I can leave early and drive down to chicago for the Stevenson's Toss Up juggling festival. I'm pretty excited, because I hear they have a great space, and there will be lots of people. Plus, I have this new weirdo haircut that I want to show off.
I have had many comments on the new haircut this morning... I've had two people say it looks like I'm wearing some kind of helmet, (including a very blurry-eyed Laura this morning), but my favorite was from Alex, (a designer here at work) who said it looks "evil".
I got up early for work today, so I can leave early and drive down to chicago for the Stevenson's Toss Up juggling festival. I'm pretty excited, because I hear they have a great space, and there will be lots of people. Plus, I have this new weirdo haircut that I want to show off.
I have had many comments on the new haircut this morning... I've had two people say it looks like I'm wearing some kind of helmet, (including a very blurry-eyed Laura this morning), but my favorite was from Alex, (a designer here at work) who said it looks "evil".
Thursday, April 25, 2002
Greg Bear's latest novel, Vitals, was a very well written pile of steaming shit.
I was extremely disappointed in this novel. X-files syndrome galore. No plot tie-ups, no ending really to speak of, this thing sucked ass. It was far too possible and plausible and yet stupidly, inanely, without conclusion, without coherence. Maybe I should explain a bit. I hate half-cocked science fiction. It's a fine line really, but one that I think bares flushing-out (pardon my pun).
I love certain kinds of surrealist writing. And I (obviously) love science fiction. But there is an area where they should never meet. If you're writing what is obviously intended to be swallowed as a "hard science" science fiction novel, damnit, you better fucking have it all make sense at the end!
Don't get me wrong. This novel was written well. It's internally consistent. I'm not going to be looking for holes in the logic any time soon. What bugs me is that, at the end of the novel, we still don't know who dun it. In fact, we're scratching our heads as to who are the "who" candidates.
The first half, and yes, admittedly, toward the end, the narrative was compelling as hell. I kept turning the pages--completely unsuspecting--and after the climax, I raised my eyebrows... a timeline. A mother-fucking time line right there at the end of the book. I kept reading, waiting for a punch line. It never dropped, the other shoe is still out there floating in space.
One of two things is at fault here: pretentious writing, or lazy writing. Greg Bear could have really nailed it with this novel if you ask me, but he fucked it up good.
I was extremely disappointed in this novel. X-files syndrome galore. No plot tie-ups, no ending really to speak of, this thing sucked ass. It was far too possible and plausible and yet stupidly, inanely, without conclusion, without coherence. Maybe I should explain a bit. I hate half-cocked science fiction. It's a fine line really, but one that I think bares flushing-out (pardon my pun).
I love certain kinds of surrealist writing. And I (obviously) love science fiction. But there is an area where they should never meet. If you're writing what is obviously intended to be swallowed as a "hard science" science fiction novel, damnit, you better fucking have it all make sense at the end!
Don't get me wrong. This novel was written well. It's internally consistent. I'm not going to be looking for holes in the logic any time soon. What bugs me is that, at the end of the novel, we still don't know who dun it. In fact, we're scratching our heads as to who are the "who" candidates.
The first half, and yes, admittedly, toward the end, the narrative was compelling as hell. I kept turning the pages--completely unsuspecting--and after the climax, I raised my eyebrows... a timeline. A mother-fucking time line right there at the end of the book. I kept reading, waiting for a punch line. It never dropped, the other shoe is still out there floating in space.
One of two things is at fault here: pretentious writing, or lazy writing. Greg Bear could have really nailed it with this novel if you ask me, but he fucked it up good.
Tuesday, April 23, 2002
I've decided I don't use enough fucking descriptive terms in my god-damned blog.
I guess there's nothing for it but to celebrate the robots, robots who are "idealized post-modern savages".
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Ode to Fighting Robots
silver-fist, babelfish
low-to-the-ground--vaccumed to the wall--
full of flame-throwers and bandsaws...
spin like flin, an angry din
axes and sharp sticks.
Robots making robot toothpicks.
Majesty of microcircuitry.
Radio-controlled Andy Warhol waltzing on tripwire
white iron and ornery LED conspire
Still life in electro-strife--
an onlooker's geek rush and tussle
breed of new athlete's mind-muscle
dissatisfaction, stirs within
our saucer-shaped metal-killing-coaster.
If circuitry got sympathy, it would have been a toaster.
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God it's horrible. I'm like some kind of abomination.
I guess there's nothing for it but to celebrate the robots, robots who are "idealized post-modern savages".
=====
Ode to Fighting Robots
silver-fist, babelfish
low-to-the-ground--vaccumed to the wall--
full of flame-throwers and bandsaws...
spin like flin, an angry din
axes and sharp sticks.
Robots making robot toothpicks.
Majesty of microcircuitry.
Radio-controlled Andy Warhol waltzing on tripwire
white iron and ornery LED conspire
Still life in electro-strife--
an onlooker's geek rush and tussle
breed of new athlete's mind-muscle
dissatisfaction, stirs within
our saucer-shaped metal-killing-coaster.
If circuitry got sympathy, it would have been a toaster.
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God it's horrible. I'm like some kind of abomination.
Monday, April 22, 2002
Mondays are a bitch. Especially mondays that follow fairly satisfying vacations where you visit your girlfriend's sister, and find out how much cheaper housing is in the middle of nowhere, and finish your book, and start another really excelent book by Greg Bear, and watch that new cohen brothers movie, and go see a nice museum, and dance on the heads of needles wearing winged sandals and halos and togas all the while singing about lolipops and choochoo trains...
Yeah, so I guess that last didn't happen. But mondays are still a bitch.
Yeah, so I guess that last didn't happen. But mondays are still a bitch.
Thursday, April 18, 2002
I got a lot done today. Read slashdot, theonion, played some Cannons with Chris. It's funny, I really did get a lot done today. And I'm still working! My computer is upgrading itself... (mac osx software update RULES!) The onion and slashdot both had interesting articles. Plus, the onion links to a hello kitty dildo, which I may have to buy as a gag gift for someone, because... damn that's funny.
I'm getting excited to be on the road. In less than an hour, Laura and I will be on our way to Kansas. Yes, it's only Kansas, but it'll still be fun. My only real concern is that I won't get to play nearly enough video games while I'm gone. I probably won't have a ps2 at all! Plus, lately, I've been getting pretty into the copy of Summoner that I picked up for $10. It's not as bad a game as it first appears, and the graphics do get better as you play--although they're still nowhere near what a PS2 game should be capable of.
I'm also looking forward to hopefully finishing my book while we're on the road. Since laura can't read while she's in a car, I'm hoping I can make her do most of the driving.
I'm getting excited to be on the road. In less than an hour, Laura and I will be on our way to Kansas. Yes, it's only Kansas, but it'll still be fun. My only real concern is that I won't get to play nearly enough video games while I'm gone. I probably won't have a ps2 at all! Plus, lately, I've been getting pretty into the copy of Summoner that I picked up for $10. It's not as bad a game as it first appears, and the graphics do get better as you play--although they're still nowhere near what a PS2 game should be capable of.
I'm also looking forward to hopefully finishing my book while we're on the road. Since laura can't read while she's in a car, I'm hoping I can make her do most of the driving.
Wednesday, April 17, 2002
Today has been surreal. I think it may be carryover from last night, when I watched the second half of Mulholland Drive. I rarely stop watching a movie and start it again, but for some reason this one wasn't grabbing me the first time. Hell, it didn't really grab me the second time either, but it left me thinking "I must have missed something.
So I turned to the internet, and found a really great article on Salon that explains the entire thing. Strangely, after understanding more of the nature of the film, it was far more haunting. I think I had dreams about some of the various aspects of the film. (unfortunately, my dreams did not incorporate the lesbian sex scenes.)
I guess I woke up somewhere in the middle of the night and told laura she was making too much noise. I don't remember this, but she decided to leave. I feel pretty bad about it, and will try to make up for it by staying at her place tonight.
I got a message from my illustrious friend Peter. His life rivals most novels in terms of plot points, and excitement. I'm always jealous of the kinds of things he gets to do. This week it was some kind of inline-skate-theater-event. I'll have to write back and tell him about my rollerblade Cyotes. (The rollerblades with 6" wheels.)
The drive to work today felt more like swimming through traffic. I was probably still far too tired to be driving, but I don't feel tired. Just surreal. To keep with the water theme, I keep thinking stuff on my monitor is just floating there... like it's some kind of fishbowl.
So I turned to the internet, and found a really great article on Salon that explains the entire thing. Strangely, after understanding more of the nature of the film, it was far more haunting. I think I had dreams about some of the various aspects of the film. (unfortunately, my dreams did not incorporate the lesbian sex scenes.)
I guess I woke up somewhere in the middle of the night and told laura she was making too much noise. I don't remember this, but she decided to leave. I feel pretty bad about it, and will try to make up for it by staying at her place tonight.
I got a message from my illustrious friend Peter. His life rivals most novels in terms of plot points, and excitement. I'm always jealous of the kinds of things he gets to do. This week it was some kind of inline-skate-theater-event. I'll have to write back and tell him about my rollerblade Cyotes. (The rollerblades with 6" wheels.)
The drive to work today felt more like swimming through traffic. I was probably still far too tired to be driving, but I don't feel tired. Just surreal. To keep with the water theme, I keep thinking stuff on my monitor is just floating there... like it's some kind of fishbowl.
Tuesday, April 16, 2002
Another former co-worker has started a blog! This time it's nancy, who used to be president of our company. She registered watressdreams.com a while back, and has just now gotten around to putting some stuff there.
I'm eating Teddy Grahams, and for some reason, my fingers are not content to pick just one at a time out of the box. Yet, my mouth seems only able to accept one at a time. I am constantly picking them up off my desk and lap. I must look like a total slob.
This weekend is a trip to Kansas City to visit a couple of Laura's sisters. Supposedly they have DSL, so maybe I'll even get to update my blog. Not that anyone reads this thing. ;)
I'm eating Teddy Grahams, and for some reason, my fingers are not content to pick just one at a time out of the box. Yet, my mouth seems only able to accept one at a time. I am constantly picking them up off my desk and lap. I must look like a total slob.
This weekend is a trip to Kansas City to visit a couple of Laura's sisters. Supposedly they have DSL, so maybe I'll even get to update my blog. Not that anyone reads this thing. ;)
Monday, April 15, 2002
How's this for a nice weekend:
Friday, I went and looked at houses again. Saw a couple that might actually be worth living in, but neither that we were so exciting that we'd have to buy RIGHT THEN. Straight from looking at houses to a bachelor party for a friend of mine from juggling. We played 8 player Halo on 2 X-boxes, one hooked to a big screen tv, and the other to a projection monitor type thing. The entire wall was Halo. Awesome shit. We stayed up far too late considering the next morning....
we woke up at 6:30 to go play paintball. Got there around 7:30, started playing at 8:00, played till noon. $75, but it was fun as hell. I have bruises but not as many as some of the guys (you can imagine how the groom got pummelled, as it was his party.) But in general, I didn't do nearly as well as I'd done playing halo.
After that, home to shower, then straight out to my friend Derik's to a lan party. My computer has been flakey at best lately, so I borrowed one of his "spares". It kicked ass!!! OMG. We played some maps by this guy Lake Trout. Everyone who showed up was awesome, and we played some kick ass 7 on 7 capture the flag. I even got the high score on one of the games!
Sunday, I woke up around noon, finished my taxes, fell back asleep, woke up at 3pm, did laundry with laura, mailed my taxes, and went to a movie party where we watched Mystery Train.
All in all, it was a good weekend. I need another one to recover.
Friday, I went and looked at houses again. Saw a couple that might actually be worth living in, but neither that we were so exciting that we'd have to buy RIGHT THEN. Straight from looking at houses to a bachelor party for a friend of mine from juggling. We played 8 player Halo on 2 X-boxes, one hooked to a big screen tv, and the other to a projection monitor type thing. The entire wall was Halo. Awesome shit. We stayed up far too late considering the next morning....
we woke up at 6:30 to go play paintball. Got there around 7:30, started playing at 8:00, played till noon. $75, but it was fun as hell. I have bruises but not as many as some of the guys (you can imagine how the groom got pummelled, as it was his party.) But in general, I didn't do nearly as well as I'd done playing halo.
After that, home to shower, then straight out to my friend Derik's to a lan party. My computer has been flakey at best lately, so I borrowed one of his "spares". It kicked ass!!! OMG. We played some maps by this guy Lake Trout. Everyone who showed up was awesome, and we played some kick ass 7 on 7 capture the flag. I even got the high score on one of the games!
Sunday, I woke up around noon, finished my taxes, fell back asleep, woke up at 3pm, did laundry with laura, mailed my taxes, and went to a movie party where we watched Mystery Train.
All in all, it was a good weekend. I need another one to recover.
Friday, April 12, 2002
wow, I'm a blog slacker. This week has been hell, working on a new site for Symantec. (TM) I'm getting fucking sick of working on yellow sites. Three out of the last four large sites I've worked on have been yellow. What's up with that?
Today is pretty yellow.
I once started a manuscript of poetry I was calling Yellow. At least, I think that's what I was calling it. You can see all the books I actually finished here: http://www.livingtech.net/oldpoems/.
My friend Meghan just started a blog, and has been showing me up by consistently writing interesting stuff... She had a headache this morning similar to mine. She told me not to publish her link cause the site isn't done yet, but I think it's good enough. I won't add it to my links till her "friends" page contains something other than "asd'fkjsadfj;laskf;jl"
Today is pretty yellow.
I once started a manuscript of poetry I was calling Yellow. At least, I think that's what I was calling it. You can see all the books I actually finished here: http://www.livingtech.net/oldpoems/.
My friend Meghan just started a blog, and has been showing me up by consistently writing interesting stuff... She had a headache this morning similar to mine. She told me not to publish her link cause the site isn't done yet, but I think it's good enough. I won't add it to my links till her "friends" page contains something other than "asd'fkjsadfj;laskf;jl"
Tuesday, April 09, 2002
Sunday, April 07, 2002
songs recently aquired from Gnutella:
Otis Redding: I can't get no Satisfaction
Devo: I can't get no Satisfaction
Ben Folds Five: Brick (Acoustic)
Superdrag: Who sucked out the Feeling
Tattle Tale: Glass Vase Cello Case
The last is from the movie "But I'm a Cheerleader". The soundtrack was apparently never released, but if you look hard enough, there has been some clammor for it. I'm hoping to download the entire Tattle Tale album, because it's rare, (or at least hard to find). The song is awesome, and I've put it on repeat. (Otis Redding is awesome too.)
What's up? My roomate and I (flatmate heh.) are looking for a house. I'm not at all certain of my financial future, but I figure, if I'm pumping money into something to the tune of half my paycheck (right now it's like a fourth, but if I were to buy a house, it'd be like half), it might as well be something saleable in the future.
What else? There are a couple of short articles in the new issue of wired about blogs. It's crazy really, people thinking this will take over for traditional news. Who exactly (of those blogging) has time to do anywhere near the amount of research traditional print magazines put into their articles--for a blog? I'm not saying nobody does, but certainly not me, and certainly not in the numbers that would be needed to take away from traditional news-venue readership.
Anyway, the "wanna bet" thing bugged me. Nisenholtz just sounded like we're going to have more opinion columns in Time Digital, which would (in my opinion) be abysmal. Blogs, for me, are not a news source. Unless you count "finding cool new interenet sites" a newsworthy item--which I do, but which many people would not. Anyway, for me they're more like reading a non-fiction book or something. It's fascinating how much poetry we can find in people's everyday lives.
UPDATE: Mozilla seems to have some issue today with refreshing the bottom blogger frame. I had to resort to Exploder to post this entry.
Otis Redding: I can't get no Satisfaction
Devo: I can't get no Satisfaction
Ben Folds Five: Brick (Acoustic)
Superdrag: Who sucked out the Feeling
Tattle Tale: Glass Vase Cello Case
The last is from the movie "But I'm a Cheerleader". The soundtrack was apparently never released, but if you look hard enough, there has been some clammor for it. I'm hoping to download the entire Tattle Tale album, because it's rare, (or at least hard to find). The song is awesome, and I've put it on repeat. (Otis Redding is awesome too.)
What's up? My roomate and I (flatmate heh.) are looking for a house. I'm not at all certain of my financial future, but I figure, if I'm pumping money into something to the tune of half my paycheck (right now it's like a fourth, but if I were to buy a house, it'd be like half), it might as well be something saleable in the future.
What else? There are a couple of short articles in the new issue of wired about blogs. It's crazy really, people thinking this will take over for traditional news. Who exactly (of those blogging) has time to do anywhere near the amount of research traditional print magazines put into their articles--for a blog? I'm not saying nobody does, but certainly not me, and certainly not in the numbers that would be needed to take away from traditional news-venue readership.
Anyway, the "wanna bet" thing bugged me. Nisenholtz just sounded like we're going to have more opinion columns in Time Digital, which would (in my opinion) be abysmal. Blogs, for me, are not a news source. Unless you count "finding cool new interenet sites" a newsworthy item--which I do, but which many people would not. Anyway, for me they're more like reading a non-fiction book or something. It's fascinating how much poetry we can find in people's everyday lives.
UPDATE: Mozilla seems to have some issue today with refreshing the bottom blogger frame. I had to resort to Exploder to post this entry.
Wednesday, April 03, 2002
On my screen I can count over eight visible places I could be entering text. Watch the blinking cursor. Keep track of window order. onFocus. onClick. onLoad. onLook. onSweat. onWrite.
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Depth of frame.
render template
upchuck doctype
crosseyed browser compatibility
nslookup dictionary.com
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I haven't been paying attention to this whole blog thing this week. And why haven't I been able to find a decent archive of April Fools day site modifications. Everyone does it... change their site just for april 1. I particularly liked GameFAQ branding themselves GameFaX, and covering only X-box titles. I should have looked for more of them, but didn't even think of it until today because I was too busy playing Dynasty Warriors3 in a snowstorm.
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Depth of frame.
render template
upchuck doctype
crosseyed browser compatibility
nslookup dictionary.com
________________
I haven't been paying attention to this whole blog thing this week. And why haven't I been able to find a decent archive of April Fools day site modifications. Everyone does it... change their site just for april 1. I particularly liked GameFAQ branding themselves GameFaX, and covering only X-box titles. I should have looked for more of them, but didn't even think of it until today because I was too busy playing Dynasty Warriors3 in a snowstorm.
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