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palpitations and wacom combinations

just two bits of news.

first, i had a hectic day today. it all started saturday when i awoke normally to watch ninja turtles, but i felt much different. sore, weak, etc etc. it was hard to move anywhere without an intense feeling inside as if i’d just run up the stairs or had someone jump out from behind a wall in the dark. scared the bloody hell out of me as saturday came and went, as did sunday with no sign of improvement. if anything, my own paranoia fueled this sort of psychosomatic cycle of degradation. thought i had some sort of heart problem or defect, but after visiting urgent care this afternoon for a couple hours; turns out it’s my own stress and anxiety making me suffer. dammit. though something about hearing that i was in essentially perfect health was a huge load off my mind, and i’ve been quite relaxed and feeling great ever since. and if anyone or anything dares tempt my stress levels, i have a prescription to help out. : )

i’m getting a new wacom digital drawing tablet; mainly for some of the new benefits, however slight they might be compared to the one i already have. in fact, the one i’m getting is one size smaller than my current, gigantic one. anyway, this means i’m selling my current tablet. a wacom intuos (1) usb 9×12 board with the install cd (though outdated driver-wise), with an extra pen, originally worth 90$! total package for 260$.. brand new the whole package was 540$, so it’s now less than half price. anyone wants it or knows someone who might… get in touch!

Blender

listening to:
Blender
Collective Soul

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everyday minutae

madison and the worthwhile insufferableness

so it’s been awhile again… though i’ve been keeping plenty busy. i often have so many intentions of writing about this or that, but as time goes by, each newer event slowly erodes the memories and mentions of older things i planned on writing about.

nevertheless i spent the weekend just previous out in madison/la crosse, wisconsin with family to celebrate my youngest brother’s 21st birthday. hard to believe, considering it technically makes me a certain increment older than him, a numeral which my body doesn’t quite accept as reality; i still only physically feel about 19 or 20. nearly half of the time must’ve been spent in the car travelling between places; luckily my trusty ipod was up to the task of providing companionship during the quietness and radio silence amid the vast stretches and valleys where little more than verdant foliage stretches further than one can see from their vehicle.

the trip yielded a camera full of photography, little of which may make it to my site; since it is architectural or familial in nature. then again, it might be a welcome breath of freshness to what i feel normally gets posted… things of me, my car, or clouds. hehe. i’ll see what i can do.

yesterday was the sort of day which makes the insufferable winters all somehow seem worthwhile. it was at least 60, which of course immediately prompted the notion of vehicular cleansing. i can’t express enough how utterly elated i am to get a head start on something like that during this time of year. like i probably wrote before, you’ve likely not seen the definition of ‘happy’ until you’ve caught a glimpse of my face in close proximity while washing my car mid-winter comfortably in a t-shirt and sandals. luckily for everyone here that i didn’t bother taking more photos this time. heh

ok.. well i’m about out of interesting phrases for now, but check back soon; i’ll try and post some artwork or photography.

Vivaldi: The Four Seasons; Violin Concertos

listening to:
Vivaldi: The Four Seasons; Violin Concertos
Antonin Vivaldi

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love found with blurry vision, blurry z winter pics

broken hearts could be more fact than fable

interesting article, that. i don’t foresee myself in any immediate, imminent danger; though it is fair to predict that this year’s valentine’s day will suck completely. six months ago, i would have anticipated just the opposite, but unfortunately january just doesn’t seem to be my lucky month with love; and as i am, it takes more than a couple weeks or even a month to develop a real closeness with a girl, so of course i’m s.o.l.

but that’s life, i suppose. at least this year to help re-adjust myself back to the life of lonely bachelordom is the fact that the holiday falls during the work week, plus i was thrown into a ‘deadline week’ quite last minute, so i’ll be plenty busy to distract me from the depressing thoughts of what isn’t.

i was thinking the other day how love really isn’t very romantic unless frosted with illogicalness, sorta like how we couldn’t see the sun’s shape without some darkness surrounding it to bring out its edges. and perhaps i’m too logical, that i recognise the boundaries of insanity against the backdrop of romance; they’re two different colours to these eyes. that would explain how despite my every good intention, someone could find them inadequate compared to another guy who might (knowingly or not) succumb to the myopia and jump off a bridge with a heart-shaped parachute or circumnavigate the globe on a tricycle to raise money for a box of chocolates. i guess in the future i should just squint a bit more to blur the lines.

of course that’s not to say i’ve an unhappy life by any means. i can’t even believe how beautiful and temperate this month has been. the past two weekends have felt more like october than february, with sixty degree weather enabling one of my favourite hobbies: detailing my car. the z is one love which has never disappointed me; it’s too bad more women aren’t as reliably affectionate. heh. on that note, i was able to both wash/wax and photograph her yesterday, and will include said photography below. there is something beautiful and unique about the sunlight during the non-summer months which can add an ethereal, dreamy haze and dramatically enhance nearly any scene. most are hi-res enough to be wallpapers or make prints of, so enjoy!

Results May Vary

listening to:
Results May Vary
Limp Bizkit

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macslash mention!

i got an honourable–albeit indirect–mention on a national mac news site the other day, for my work creating add-ons to my favourite chat application featuring one of the things in life i am most passionate about: super mario bros! 🙂

macslash: adium .7 released

although i posted links when initially created, you can download the mentioned sound set here

i’ll try to muster some time away from my busy work and work-out schedule to post more later. enjoy what’s left of the changing leaves!

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everyday minutae poetry

nice weekend, two new poems

been another whole week again. and another lovely weekend to enjoy. z is in prime condition after a half-day of washing/waxing/babying yesterday; of course there’s not much to do at that point except drive around town a bit to show off my handiwork, hopefully blinding a few people with glints of sun on the shiny surfaces.

aside from the usual cleaning, laundry, etc. which tends to be the brunt of weekend activities, i managed to get some creative productivity in, completing two whole poems. yes, some people can just whip something out in a few minutes or even an hour; but real poetry is written many times, and meticulous care and detail are put into each word of each revision until complete. this can be from a few iterations to a hundred or more. i wonder how many people will take the time to analyse and interpret these, and then write in to share? i can say they’re both quite a bit more involved and much less direct than the last work; but then again, the last one was never intended to be covert in the first place. anyway… enjoy!

half a world away
freedom’s villain

Hero

listening to:
Hero
Tan Dun

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the fallout retort

what a lovely weekend. after a long week, i am ecstatic that i wasn’t forced to sit inside for its duration. granted, i ended up doing that for some of it anyway, but what else am i supposed to do at 10pm? oh yes, i went for a 2 hour walk. blistered the shit out of my feet, but it was a nice walk nonetheless.

in the past week i’ve learned two things about technology: i love wireless networking and my new ipod. both are just so handy! for someone like me who enjoys music as much as i do, i don’t know how i lived without an ipod until now. yes, i could play 6 cds at a time in my car, or plenty of mp3s on my various computers, but being able to shuffle between 5 thousand of my favourite songs instantly is unbelievable.

i’m working on a new poem, but it seems to be a verse short; as if i have one more idea to squeeze in that would complete the thought. speaking of poems, i received an email from someone who apparently wanted to share his analysis of my last poem. interesting that he prefaces it by saying that he only spent 10 seconds doing so (alluding that the work was that shallow, i’m guessing) and that was because he needed assistance from his infant son. add that to the fact that the analysis itself was riddled with so many misspellings and grammar errors that it was nearly unintelligible, leading me to believe his son typed it as well. needless to say, his interpretation was way off-mark, because he chose to attempt a psychic siphon of my mind instead of his own. as they say, ‘never assume; it makes an ass of u and me.’ of course this happens to be someone i don’t know, who has never met me, heard my voice nor anything about me–first-hand anyway. i did also find it utterly interesting/humorous that he (and the rest of his family) immediately associated the word ‘assclown’ with the patriarch of their family. they must not know it generally means ‘douchebag’, or maybe they do? i wonder why this man doesn’t take offence that his family thinks this of him?

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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

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Hotel Paper
Michelle Branch