February 2009
Work wins out over leisure. I don’t even know what leisure is. I’ve seen every movie, read every book. Time to make new things.
Super Bowl tomorrow! I’m gonna…oh, right, I don’t give a fuck about football. When will America adopt jai alai as our national sport?
January 2009
First they ignore you. Then they ridicule you.... →
Then you win.
Obama as Conan nerd, awesome: http://tinyurl.com/dy5sho
They’re finally showing Bill Hicks’ last appearance on the LATE SHOW tonight. Holy God. http://tinyurl.com/abhv6p
Leonard Cohen is playing Coachella! I MUST HAVE TICKETS!
(Actually, I’ve never listened to John Martyn before; I just knew and liked Beth Orton’s awesome cover of “I Don’t Wanna Know About Evil”.)
Listening to John Martyn’s SOLID AIR. Now that he’s dead, I can pretend to be a longtime fan who’s disdainful at “latecomers” to his genius.
Reduced the complexity of my seekrit project’s structure massively. Onward and upward.
Still think America’s immune to the Grim Meathook Future? http://tinyurl.com/ytao6a/20090128/METRO08/901280491
QOTD by me: “If you let a thousand flowers bloom, some of them will smell like shit.”
RIP John Martyn. http://tinyurl.com/ccclxb
And now the “afed” in Sudafed is wearing off finally. SLEEEEEEEEEEP.
Went to Wal-Mart at 2am in Wookie slippers and pjs for Sudafed. I must have looked like the world’s dumbest meth cook.
Post about Mike Arrington’s attack (with interesting commentary) on my work blog: http://www.zenarchery.com/work/?p=65
Did you know the guitarist and bassist for the Maytals played on Paul Simon’s “The Mother And Child Reunion”? It’s obvious in retrospect.
It doesn’t matter if you’re being ironic: if your band sounds like 70s soft rock, you’re an ass clown and you’re NOT HELPING.
This breaks my heart: http://tinyurl.com/c42tlw
Dude, the weaselly guy from the ShamWow commercials made a movie! http://tinyurl.com/8czhpw
RIP Charlie Cooper, from Telefon Tel Aviv: http://tinyurl.com/aee58h
Under The Stars At Night →
This makes me happy.
Timelapse of a cross-country flight.
And can I just say that Smashing Magazine kicks more ass every day? Awesome resource for designers. http://www.smashingmagazine.com/
How to hack into programmable road signs. http://tinyurl.com/9lz26x I wanna make one show the lyrics to “Road To Nowhere” by Talking Heads.
Holy God. Fire Eagle can track my position via WiFi to within 20 GODDAMNED FEET. http://fireeagle.yahoo.net/
SoCal families committing mass murder/suicide has become a phenomenon, apparently: http://tinyurl.com/b65xyd
That’s the Masonic call of distress, so far as I know.
What I find interesting is what the guy wrote at the bottom of his note: “Oh lord, my God, is there no hope for a widow’s son?”
Can I please torture these people to death? I’m not kidding. I’d LOVE to run them through a mulcher, feet first. http://tinyurl.com/c9gr7h
Been up working for 6.5 hours now. Much accomplished. Going to work on remix for Loyal Divide now.
at coffee bean, drinking lemon chamomile tea. Feel like I’ve been thrown down a well and left to die there. Head is filled with goo. Ugh.
Woke up 3:30am on leather couch, shirtless, freezing, totally disoriented, with a hacking cough. Is this what being Gary Busey is like?
An open letter to Pres. Obama: http://tinyurl.com/b5bdgx
An Open Letter To President Obama →
Dear President Obama,
(I’m still quite tickled to be able to type that, by the way.) Congratulations on your election, and on your inauguration, which drew, by some accounts, one of the largest…
Visions of a future history exhibit with holographic Street View: “This is what small towns looked like, back when we still had them.”
TOTD: If Google archives Street View pics, they will ultimately become a historian’s dream: everyday life is the hardest thing to excavate.
Damn, the Designers Republic went under: http://tinyurl.com/b4rjyq
Just finished Season 1 of ROME. Am thoroughly convinced that “Titus Pullo” is Latin for “pimp hand”.
Gettin’ mad pussy as the Prince of Bel-Air →
A slightly more realistic version of the Fresh Prince Of Bel-Air theme. This made me giggle an awful lot.
My seekrit music-based web app project is hitting milestones. At this rate, I might be able to drop it on the world within a month. A MONTH!
Bored of Pitchfork Media / They only like hipster bands / Fuck Peter, Bjorn and John.
(Just kidding. I like PB&J a little. It just fit properly.)
Ah, bollocks. Raw throat, stuffed-up nose, sinus headache: I guess it’s my turn to be sick now. I don’t need this.
I bee-leeeeve the children are our future…show them well, leeeettt them lead the waaaay…http://tinyurl.com/cz9sc9
Trader Joe’s potatoes au gratin, PHP and Frightened Rabbit on the ole stereo. We’re in for a long evening.
“Wanted Dead Or Alive” is the official theme song to douchebaggery.
Disconcertingly, there’s a girl at this bar i recognize from net porn.
Sumo Paint: Amazing online painting app, with Photoshop comparable (and in some cases superior) drawing features. http://tinyurl.com/5622kc
Kyrgyzstan under DOS attack; all three phone lines into country re-routed to K-Tel “Hey, Soul!” sales line: http://tinyurl.com/beuk67
My hair this morning: current-era Corey Haim or aging shop teacher Texan lesbian. God help me. It needs six more inches, damnit!