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The End is Nigh Check out the Mt St. Helens webcam to see if you can catch any seismic activity. Unfortunately, based on a recent image I captured, earthquakes may be the least of our problems. I, for one, welcome our new insect overlords. I'd like to remind them as a trusted weblog personality, I can be helpful in rounding up others to toil in their underground sugar caves. Sep 30th, 2004 // +0 comments [popup] Notes on Pending RedesignIn and among my dozen or so projects (freelance, performing, learning Flash for some goddamn reason, housecleaning, writing, trying to resist picking up Doom3) I have plans for a redesign of this site. In theory I'd like to keep it simple, to get it done sooner, but I'm not making any promises. Here's a general list of needs and goals I'm hoping to include.
Aug 23th, 2004 // +0 comments [popup] FUCK FUCK FUCK. A Coincidental Capture?The New Republic Online: July Surprise?:Earlier this month, John B. Judis, Spencer Ackerman, and Massoud Ansari broke the story of how the Bush administration was pressuring Pakistani officials to apprehend high-value targets (HVTs) in time for the November elections--and in particular, to coincide with the Democratic National Convention. Although the capture took place in central Pakistan "a few days back," the announcement came just hours before John Kerry will give his acceptance speech in Boston. See also the Tavis Smiley interview on this issue I blogged on July 12th. I think I'm going to throw up. Jul 29th, 2004 // +0 comments [popup] A Nice Three Months.Well, well. So it's been three months to the day since last I posted anything to the old mainblog. How the days do fly by. Surely this is the longest I've gone without posting anything proper on Sixfoot6 since the notorious what the fuck thread of June '01... a period of web silence finally broken when i launched the prototype version of my bricolage design on September 11th, 2001, at 1:50am.My life has been heavy steady since February, more or less. Which is good. Inearly june Jenny and I moved into a pretty fly top-floor apartment in Culver City, nestled here in privacy among lush ficus trees. Totally convenient, near a sweet upscale suburban neighborhood, the 10 freeway, a grocery store, Starbucks, and a laundromat (with Ms. Pac Man), among other things. We've got a spare bedroom / office, an expansive living room with a vaulted ceiling, and a lot of IKEA furniture. (Have you noticed that IKEA has a remarkably high quotient of 20-something couples making out? Taking that next, uh, fartfull step together.) It's been a time-consuming labour of love just putting this place together. Buying crap. Talking about money. Hanging all of the bright blue Steve Keene art that UPS delivered. And naturally, living with and sharing your life with someone you love has all sorts of wonderful benefits and unforseen challenges, many new to me. But at least we have two full bathrooms, thank fucking god. My sketch troupe Mighty McPilgrim has been rehearsing like crazy in prep for an August 5th show in North Hollywood, so that sucks up time like a sponge. A funny sponge! And I'm working on some new content for that site (video, comics), posting the the front blog sporadically. Check it out. There's a pendulum swing in effect (brass weight leaning toward the 9-5 salaried life of smiling consumer couplehood these days, but inevitably destined to thrust back toward a post-los angeles creative life in some small town, I think). Still, this world is pleasant. I've seen a lot of movies lately. And I downed a lot of donuts. Little chocolate donuts. I sit in traffic instead of taking the train, talking on the phone or listening to my iPod on the road, like an asshole (never bought a new stereo after the great Granada-break-in of 2003). I've been absorbing political news and webgeek nonesense like a crazy, visiting with friends who come through town, waking up early and making tea. I suprised my parents with a visit home for Mother's Day; saw everyone again in Minnesota for my talented brother's graduation. So now you're pretty much up to speed. I'm working on something new for this place. Be patient. It probably will not be the much requested Adam's Apple Cult, unfortunately. Jul 23th, 2004 // +0 comments [popup] Boxed InI realized recently that nearly every time I need to drop outgoing mail into a blue metal US Postal Service mailbox, I hesitate uncomfortably for a second or two. I inspect my mail, doublechecking return addresses, the adhesive on the stamps and envelope. There's something a bit intimidating about the finality of US mail, in contrast to nearly all other routine dealings I have with objects in the real world. Most of the time when I put something somewhere, I can take it back if I want, I can pick it up again. But mail is final; with mailboxes, it's like I'm dropping a ring into Mount Doom.I suppose part of the reason it's a big deal is that I only use snail mail for important stuff these days, like big checks and letters home. But it's funny that over the web, transactions and communication rarely seem so final. If I pay a bill, PayPal someone, or order from Amazon, I can usually take it back easily. I can edit or remove blog posts that don't come out right. Clicking the SEND button makes email final... but I never feel that same hesitation. It's like... staring at a bright screen full of 1s and 0s just doesn't drum up the same emotional reactions as that BLUE METAL BOX OF NO MAIL RETURN. I am a creature built for physical space. Apr 22th, 2004 // +0 comments [popup] Weblogs upon WeblogsMy friend David (of 15 years or so, gosh) has plunged deep into graduate studies at Rutgers, including a course on Social Informatics. As part of a project for tthis course, David is maintaning a weblog to discuss his research as he explores the effect of weblogs on various social activities, such as politics, privacy, scholarly communication, and librarianship.As you can see from the sources and rescources linked in his sidebar, he's taking a pretty rigorous academic plunge into the study of weblogs, far beyond the usual meta meta ranty blog chatter. I hope his posts get some conversation going. In addition to school and his zesty job working in a Princeton library, David also writes and performs music in Unbelievable Luck, a band of rock sincerity and indie soundscapes. They'll be playing out in NYC on May 9th. It's a long way from the bugging out to DJ Jazzy Jeff/ Fresh Prince records we did together in sixth grade... but hell, we're still "Too Damn Hyped". Apr 09th, 2004 // +0 comments [popup] Protecting Human Writes.Both the Senate and the White House, it seems strongly support protection for unborn children. Great. Next, I propose that Congress passes a law protecting unconveived children. Are they not human? Kids that I think I might want have JUST as much of a right to exist as your wrinkled old granny, and the law should reflect that. And maybe then, at long fucking last, we will have paved the way for much needed legislation to protect the human rights of yet unborn parents. How else can we ensure the rights of their unborn granchildren? We need more advanced cultural, legal, and social structures to ensure the rights and lives of future generations, to whom we will present the beautiful world we've crafted. Population explosion? Maybe. As long as we're still cutting welfare!You may continue shopping and working at Wal Mart! Thank you! Mar 25th, 2004 // +0 comments [popup] XML: RSS 2.0 |
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