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ftp breakage, TOD: sit all day, poem feedback, and 9/11 rant

sorry for the delay in posts… apple released a security update which ultimately broke functionality of my FTP server, meaning i wasn’t able to upload anything (like these posts) to the site. but alas, some research done, and i’m back in business!

so i finally got some negative feedback about sunday’s poem, of course it’s all from people who believe they are the stars of it; some sort of celebrities who deserve mention in my work… pfft. sorry! my work–poetry especially–is, and always has been, written with a certain vagueness so as to retain a broad spectrum of interpretation, because i realise everyone will see things their own way anyway. the ironic part is that at least one of the people who has negatively spoken out is actually someone i am angry about. not that the poem is about this person or anyone else specifically, but it’s an interesting coincidence nevertheless.

sept. 11th… i realise it was a tragic day in u.s.–and indeed world–history, but that was 3 years ago. i’m glad the day wasn’t marred by a constant barrage of negativity. sometimes it seems that news sources and media in general are grasping for content. granted, this is a bit more impactful, but it isn’t much better than the 3-10 weeks of sensationalism when jfk jr’s plane went down into the sea. instead of looking back on what everybody already knows happened, perhaps the media should highlight some of the positivity which has sprung up in the time since, and where it’ll grow in the future. ::end rant::

Hotel Paper

listening to:
Hotel Paper
Michelle Branch

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art & photography everyday minutae thought of the day

TOD: burping mp3s

who’d have thought such a filthy bit of language would get such a positive response?? in less than one day, i received 3 emails raving about yesterday’s ‘poem’ posting. who says rap music (and the media in general) doesn’t have an impact, especially with older, less-impressionable consumers?

thought of the day: i hate ‘faulty’ mp3s which burp and hiccup. nothing ruins a song like a jolt to its cadence and/or some eructation reminiscent of a casio synthesiser circa 1985.

what else is new? well i realised i have thousands of digital photographs on my computer, none of which are represented in the ‘visual‘ galleries. truth be told, i am so far behind with starting such a gallery, i don’t know if i can ever catch up.. which is a bit of a mental obstacle effectively deterring me from even trying. for anyone who does web design or development, you ought to understand

as wonderful as it is to be ambicephalous, each brain-half really functions well independent of one another, making things like typing difficult some days; words requiring letters from both sides of the keyboard a challenge… words will have transposed letters or half of one word by itself, and the other half part of one adjacent. ugh. add in my slight dyslexia, and you better be damn grateful my postings are intelligible at all. many thanks to the “spell-check-as-you-type” inventor!

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poetry

eminem apprenticeship

if i were eminem, i might write something like this. as it turns out, i’m not the real slim shady, but here’s my little ‘poem’ anyway. enjoy!

you don’t know me

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thought of the day

TOD: tyranny is never permanent

thought of the day: tyranny is never permanent.

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thought of the day

TOD: water displacement

thought of the day: in the bathtub, the addition of my body to the basin greatly displaces the water level; now how much of the world’s oceans and/or lakes are displaced by boats at any given time?

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TOD: public regurgitation

thought of the day: if nauseous in public, i’d rather vomit all over the shiny marble floors of a classy department store, than find a public restroom instead. just the thought of hanging my head into the vile bowl of strangers’ genitalia-past would sink me into a never-ending cycle of disgust and continued regurgitation; and lo! thoughts aren’t even one of the senses i’d be contending with, such as the sights and smells we all can conjure of any public toilet. imagination is powerful indeed.

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TOD: pizza farming

thought of the day: i wish i could grow pizzas like a plant, and be a pizza farmer.