http://blog.wired.com/27bstroke6/2009/03/the-pirate-part.html
http://blog.wired.com/27bstroke6/2009/03/spy-system-focu.html
http://www.wired.com/politics/security/commentary/securitymatters/2009/03/securitymatters_0326
Then eat a bagel! (like a boss)
Yeah. That's how I'll mark my lease-signing day with Corey. Bagels.
A lot of updates are needed to be entered into this digital space. It's been very, very, hectic lately but school is out (however, I start my documentary when I fly into LA on Monday) and I had this real urge to just post something to this. Many things I want to review, address, comment on, post, share, etc.
Here are a few quick points:
- Stephen Colbert may have a toilet named after him by NASA.
- Rex Sorgatz made a clever, hilarious "Blowhard"-related flowchart for Wired.
- Ringo Starr officially announces the end of an era -- No More Bloody Fan Mail! Peace & Love, guys.
- David Lynch's Foundation Television goes live in beta. (We love him, but he's insane.)
- Madonna is 50 but what do we know?
- and Willard Scott is the original Ronald McDonald.
[EDIT 2:00AM PST] - Porn NSFW just became porN-Safe-For-Work.
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drive to seatac to pick up stephen.
tune | Your Secrets, A Few Words by To Rococo Rot and I-Sound
Hello vox... It's been a while...
I don't quite know how to describe this moment that propelled me to such thoughts, that motioned me to initiate this seemingly empty post. It is empty by means of words... letters... text.. text text. text text jammed dd d d
all into the first post after a short hiatus. Fulfilled, however, with h o p e .
I am excited to keep this as a journal of my journeys-- physically, mentally, spiritually. I want to reawaken. I'm me. I am. I am who I am. I'm what I've been waiting for...
or what I have been searching.
This search continues.
Has anyone noticed the flash ad on sites from Comcast with the runner and "power blotter?" (or syringe)
About an hour ago, as I was running an errand for someone, I applied at a retail store part-time...
...God.
I'm always so wary of posting photos online.
Not right when I post them, just hours afterwards.
It's just a feeling that strikes my gut and makes me feel like my heart is palpitating strangely.
Justified skepticism, right?
I think so.
But I'm trying to not let that get in the way of posting photos people want to see.
(of course the anxiety only applies to photos of me)
I try to forget that I post them in the first place.
Ugh, I hate that feeling.
Bad, bad experiences, maybe? Probably not too bad. Maybe my core justification, whatever that is, isn't justification enough, but the idea in general is justified.
On another note, I'll be working on a film noir piece and something else. :]
Cheers!
I've been meaning to make a comment on the fairly recent release of Super Smash Bros. Brawl. Not review length, just a short comment. So... suicide bombers in Subspace Emissary (adventure mode)? Anyone notice this? A few of us have. So yeah, suicide bomber-like characters. It was sort of funny seeing all the terrorist allusions.
Negatives:
- Wolf being basically the last character to unlock ("Toon Link" is also one of the last characters to unlock and could be the final one before Wolf, but Toon Link is easier to unlock, so I'd imagine everyone doing this one first.) is a letdown. We still haven't gotten around to unlocking Wolf. It's just.. "eh!"
- The fact that Toon Link is called Toon Link. He should have been called Young Link. Or Windwaker Link (which is way too descriptive, so the former is strongly preferred). I know he's the "cartoon" version of the more humanistic Link on the Nintendo console, but still. It makes Windwaker Link look as if he's being treated as a joke. I don't care if people didn't prefer the character design of him; that version of Link made brilliant use of the cell shading that is native to Nintendo.
However, I still approve of Brawl. Nintendo pulled it off and did an amazing job.
As I'm typing this, people are playing Brawl in the living room. People have been coming over, playing every night (sometimes they are here in the day, but you can depend on the nights they'll be here). There really is no good time to take it away. I took it away last night to bring to a friend's house to share with them the joy of Brawl.
I feel like there was something else I was supposed to mention... I know there was.
I'll remember it later, write it in a moleskin notebook, and eventually get around to writing it.
As for now, I am going to read. I'm finally taking a night off and keeping to myself for the most part.
Someday I'll give enough thought to actual subject titles.
What am I going to do with my life?
All I know is that I am going to be damned good at film, video, digital, photography, and all things associated with that. This is what I want to do with my life. I want to do well in all mediums. I want to express myself. I want to be taken seriously. I want to do something absurd. I want to do something experimental. Then again, wouldn't a lot of my things be experimental? (Sorry, I needed to throw in a joke to ease my stress. I'm writing this will working on finals). I want to do something self-gratifying.
Next quarter, I will be working on new projects. Collaborating so far with one. Join my efforts.
So I think I'm going a little insane with school winding down...
Distracting.
Ask me if I'm okay, if you see me. Going under demands some sort of occasional human interaction.
On another note:
News Radio has been consuming all my time the last week.
Finals week and stressing out. It would have been a more tolerable stress if I were in a program that I truly cared about. But of course I won't divulge since I know everyone is probably tired of hearing me mention my distaste for the program.
Luckily, my professor is taking in all my work still. This was confirmed when I turned in my final exam and she asked about an assignment I didn't turn in. That gave me the courage to mention to her my surprise extra final project: a video project on the consumption of water (bottled water vs. nalgenes vs. any other method). I forget the working title, but I have it mapped out in my notes. So today, after the pm class, I'll be headed downtown with a video camera interviewing lucky participants.
Damn, I hope I receive all my credit. I don't want to think about what she said too much, because then I'll be reading too much into it. Such as when I told her of my video project and how it's also to make up for all the late work, and her response being: "Yes that's good, especially for next quarter's final presentation, you could incorporate that. I'll be sure to mention it in your evaluation." No, I can't over think it, for example, she said the last sentence because I will not be receiving full credit (I think I can deal with a credit docked, but I can't go lower than that).
This is going to be one hell of a week.
And I must not forget registration on Thurs.
On a lighter note: Two friends accompanied us to the weekly movie night. I'm glad. I can't believe it has been this long since the last time I had seen Forbidden Zone. I really enjoyed it (and I always enjoyed it before), so it was pleasurable to see it again. Haven't seen? You must. The second movie: soundtrack vibrated through my entire body. Epic. Resolution, short.
