25lines, redux

other certain conversation with certain person yielded a fuller model of giver taker which included neutral people, who both give and take with near equal balance. basic premise is that there are three types of people: giver taker neutral without any value judgements on said people (or at least try to). However, we may undertandably [...]

so in my time in boston, i had a certain conversation with a certain friend which ended up being discussed to death beyond those parameters. in the end, a fuller model of inter-sex relationships was developed. we explored past history, and ourselves, at least from a male perspective, after having gained some insight from a [...]

2 months of wandering searching and contemplation hybrid’s doves bootleg pumping out beats 1 am local the tele driving me insane with endless noise drowned out with beautiful melodic piano beside a thump thump thump my theme song of this epoch september flights were the beginning of the end up down up down one night [...]

not quite sure what i’m trying to convey here, but lets try. input audio: cinematic orchestra [try "Work It! (Man With the Movie Camera)" and "All Things"]; podcasts about design, singularities, and tabletpc’s; Underworld’s recent Japan and Online-only releases [JAL to Tokyo, Lovely Broken Thing, Pizza for Eggs]… Pizza for Eggs is delightfully atmospheric video: [...]

so before i thought the whole notion of an online space where i would go and share my thoughts, day to day life, questions, anything at all was just ridiculous. but what unfortunately seems to be the case is that we drift. apart, sometimes closer, but generally apart. the weak links that gently bring us [...]

to wordpress 2.0 and upgraded the feed to feedburner, link found in the shiny xml button to the right. not that [m]any of you care.

i should sub to my own rss feeds to make sure they work. if anyone is reading this from rss, please let me know what the URL for the rss is.

Test post from performancing.

some days it feels odd just to wake up. like when you don’t really know what you’re doing on a day to day basis. perhaps because i feel like i’m not really doing anything. it’s comforting then to retreat into a book, any book to contemplate the lives of characters who are not me. easy [...]

does it really matter where we go, people we meet, things we do. in a romanticized, idealistic view of the world (a view a had, and still hang on to, or try to) our lives unfold serendipitously, fatefully and with much fanfare. but really, wherever we go, we’ll make the best of what we want [...]

do we ever really live our lives? or are we living ideas of what we’d really rather like our lives to be like. throughout much of our time spent awake, we focus on what we would like our life to be like, and if it is or not, we don’t really give much a damn [...]

great movie if you’ve never seen it. ridiculous and funny.

maybe part of the difficulty inherent in interfacing with famil-iar units is the endless noise that pervades the background. like the television is incessantly on, whether with tele-trash or dvd crap. regardless, the noise never really stops, visual lights shifting and changing, nevermind the audio that plays on and on. enough to drive me mad. [...]

i’ve decided to try to better know myself. i started to wonder if most people don’t know the real me and that only made me wonder whether i even know the depths of myself it’s really weird writing this reflection of myself, to myself except with crazy crazy encryption after all, i want to know [...]

this site was going to be to help me become a better writer. i don’t think it’s accomplishing anything much of the sort. i’ve been trying to figure out what i’m trying to do, so from now on, i think anything i write will first come here, and then get pushed to wherever it needs [...]

somehow the desktop found a network. i didn’t ask. it didn’t tell. i booted it up, the lanjack’s connected to a wireless bridge. the bridge (afaik) is setup to connect to my private network (which is down since 24+ hours ago… bastards…) but it found someone else… and i am connected. it’s an odd encounter [...]

nothing like your own home base. except when the inarw3b is broken…. more updates to come when it’s fixed.

relocating to GMT -6… for a couple weeks. back in GMT -5 on the 9th of Jan. past security, waiting at the gate is an odd sort of disconnect. not at home, and not quite in transit yet either. waiting for the morning plane. does waiting in a transit lounge count as a visit to [...]

it’s hard, when you’re un-based. i will write more later, i promise.