chokingly complex
I wake up one way one day and another way the next.
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hello werld?!
hello werld?!...
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I'm certain something will come
I'm certain something will come of this, I'm not sure what....
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This is my second-to-last day
This is my second-to-last day at work for a while. I am excited to be heading back to NYC. That is all....
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I have no idea how
I have no idea how to approach this. Part of me believes 'writing to the world' is vain and voyeuristic. Maybe I should read more about blogging, see what good people put these things up to, find out why. Why,...
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AAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrgh! Explaining insanity to the
AAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrgh! Explaining insanity to the insane makes the sane insane....
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Rebecca Blood's essay "Weblogs: a
Rebecca Blood's essay "Weblogs: a History and Perspective" has given me some add'l confidence. I think I see where this is going. I'm about to start a journey....
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I would like to learn
I would like to learn the charting functions associated with PHP, and demonstrate E. Tufte's principles of excellent graphics design. [16/8/01 8.02 pm]...
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A note on [brackets]. Until
A note on [brackets]. Until I derive some clever way of blogging on my handspring and having the datetimestamp synchronous with the clock on this blog I'm going to put the time info in brackets. Maybe I should keep track...
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I'm taking this piss: I
I'm taking this piss: I just strolled into (my last day in) the office at 10. I feel calm....
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Animated stars are ridiculously cool,
Animated stars are ridiculously cool, especially when viewed with (free!) 3-D Glasses....
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According to Simpsons' Exec. Producer
According to Simpsons' Exec. Producer Al Jean, Homer Simpson is bound for 'addiction'. But we all know marijuana only leads to habituation.......
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Excerpts from Vespertine: a nice
Excerpts from Vespertine: a nice way to wake up. (Remind me to write about the live performance I saw.) Too much beer last night. Off towards Kensington High Street to pick up my tix to JFK arprt, NYC....
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I have my tickets now,
I have my tickets now, makes me horribly sad. Can any one recommend a reasonably priced digital still camera? Or at least a good site to comparison-shop for 'em? Regarding ths layout of this blog: I appologise to Mac users,...
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I have always loved rain.
I have always loved rain. This morning, I woke up to rain coming through my window. I can only think of one (veryold) poem and one (sortofold) poem that I've written about rain, but I'm certain this weather has inspired...
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Notes–to–self
Note on leaving the UK
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"...when you sell your ignorance
"...when you sell your ignorance to move ahead, when you sell your desire to learn about something, when you sell your desire to create and explore and navigate paths to knowledge, when you sell your curiosity— you sell from a...
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I've delayed my trip to
I've delayed my trip to NYC. Or, rather, been convinced I need to. I'll write later when I'm less upset. I'm here for the right reasons, feeling terribly wrong things....
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Very strange how my entire
Very strange how my entire being so expected to be in Manhattan this morning. I don't know what to do with myself. I have the feeling my trip to Vermont is out of the question now, which is a shame...
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"What does music look like?
"What does music look like? The Shape of Song is an attempt to answer this seemingly paradoxical question. The custom software in this work draws musical patterns in the form of translucent arches, allowing viewers to see--literally--the shape of any...
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Damn it. Hotmail has lost
Damn it. Hotmail has lost some of my messages. Another reason to hate mikro$opht....
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I must make good use
I must make good use of my time today and stop being so angry. Off for coffee.......
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I don't know what to
I don't know what to do with myself. There's no coffee in the house, I haven't been sleeping well, and I can't concentrate on work. I'm nervous and upset....
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I've landed. In Manhattan. Post-flight
I've landed. In Manhattan. Post-flight delerious, and unsure what to do. Sad, enthusiastic and home. Thomas (the Attack Cat) is interrogating my luggage....
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I almost blogged this morning
I almost blogged this morning before coffee, which would have meant no sense, no scent of new york city and a wholly skewed account of my being here. So strange to be back, to be here on my own, to...
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All my inspiration has been
All my inspiration has been introverted recently, but here's a poem I found in a notebook, written, oh, ~6-7 weeks ago?...
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a neeeeew track. not really
a neeeeew track. not really new, but recent: we not hard...
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