Friday, October 24, 2008

AotS

I just want to say thank you, to Attack of the Show, on G4TechTV.

Whenever I think that I must be the craziest person alive, your show assures me; "No no, there are far crazier".

Also; thanks for Olivia.

Thanks again,
Your pal,
-Marc

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Thursday, October 23, 2008

trickle of thought

Don't you hate it when someone wakes you up like 5 minutes before your alarm clock goes off? I was like damn, you didn't hear it because it hasn't sounded yet. Then it's like, well, you're up now, can I have some weed? Here's a cold coffee.

Ten minutes later I'm not in such a bad mood. Or maybe I am. Friggin' drugs, can't tell where you end and they begin sometimes. Am I still cranky from Monday night? Or just last night? Or maybe I'm hungry. That'll make someone irritable.

"Excuses excuses, they all lead to nooses"

I think I'm quoting myself there.

Digitally compatible, there's a neat trick to sell the HDTVs.

Robots, always rubbin' it in my face.

Crashman's music is playing in my head now. Alright, maybe not all robots.

It seems like I'm trying not to think. If I think, I'll realize I've got to change something in my life for my life to change. I'm ignoring phone calls, not replying to emails and msgs, not reading, not even hardly watching. It's like this; I want a change, but I don't want to change. I don't even want to choose the change.

Do I even want a change? I'm not so sure anymore.

Maybe I'm just cowardly.

Which reminds me; is there a connection between trees and arbitration? I was thinking abut how we chose a tree as a target, just arbitrarily, just any old tree, but one tree to shoot at. I don't normally think the word 'arbitrarily', so that was odd, and the French word for tree is arbre. So, we chose an arbre arbitrarily, a tree otherwise normal, chosen for the situation at hand to be the designated target for the shooting session.

When researching the origin of the words arbiter and arbitration, one comes to the dead end of ad baetere, the Latin for 'to go', as the arbiter was the one that would go to settle a dispute. Bae, is the Latin for a palm branch though, so perhaps our translation is not entirely correct. A tree is also a definite line, a separator, one side and the other. Knock on wood. Smoke trees.

Were the first property lines just the imaginary lines between trees? Were trees our first gods?

Strange ponderings for a Thursday afternoon.

Oh, an there IS NO NINE IN THE AFTERNOON. That fucking song. Afternoon is over by 6. Then it's evening. Night would be acceptable. Then again, I don't really know the song, just that there is no 9 in the afternoon.

Why that bothers me, I don't really know. But it does. There's already a word for that time of day, fucking use it! It's evening! Night! It's getting dark, not moving past the noon-hour. Ok, I think I ranted that all out.

Thinking about taking a short train ride out of town next week. Not sure yet if I'll make it yet, as there's a good chance I'll 'wuss-out'. If I do go, I'll likely end up broke for a week when I get back. That shouldn't really affect my decision though.

Who are you kidding? Your not going anywhere. Your going to stay home and kick yourself for not getting out when you had the chance. You fucking loser.

What? I'm not cool like the devil?

Fuck no. You play the same riffs over and over on the guitar. You don't take advantage of people at every opportunity. You don't even have a tattoo.

Ha ha. Ok then, I guess I'm not cool. Crazed maybe.

Naturally. You are essentially conversing with yourself.

Oh, I'm well aware of that.

Well, enough of it.

Agreed. We're boring ourselves. Or is it self?

Let's stick with the singular.

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Monday, October 20, 2008

stream of thought

Not too much on my mind now. Second load of DLC comes out for Megaman 9 today. Went 'drivin' that train' this weekend. Come down is hard, but I had the tools to cut it down.

Cabin-feverish a bit. Too much time at home. I don't want to go out drinking, but there's not much else to do. Maybe I'll go take in a movie this week. Unlikely, even as typed it, I thought of better uses for the money. I guess I'm a cheap-ass.

Gas went down, almost to a dollar a litre. Maybe I'll go drive around aimlessly for a while listening to CBC. I'm hungry. I burned my hand this weekend making breakfast. Grease-splash. Ouch. Drain the bacon grease before you put the eggs in.

So what am I doing these days? Well, I guess I'd say not much if prompted. I'm slowly paying down a credit line. I'm controlling my addictions(somewhat). I'm playing video games, watching tv and movies, trying to read but easily distracted. Working, I guess you'd say part-time, but it feels like more than that.

I hate when I try to talk about something, and the person I'm talking to starts talking to the dog or someone else or something. I just think, well shit, why do I even bother. I'll keep my interesting knowledge to myself. Good way to get murdered; don't share useful information.

Just because it sounds right or I say it with authority, doesn't mean it's true. Like correlation and causation; you might think you know what's going on, and come to find there's another variable you hadn't even considered. Hard to make a rule that takes into account exceptions. Not much of a rule really. "More of a guide-line really". Pirates.

And then they have the nerve to call data-copying 'piracy'. Like if we took a picture of a 21st century software-pirate and juxtaposed it with a high-seas gun-boat pirate, like those fuckers that stole a boat full of weapons in Indonesia. Now, tell me, why do we even bother with software pirates, when people with guns are stealing boats full of deadly weapons(link)? Why do we even use the same word to describe them? Is a stolen copy of windows going to hurt anyone? How about a burned-dvd? No? The artists must be traumatized when we take their work, is that it?

When a pirate takes your boat, and leaves you in the water to die, that is a serious crime. When Microsoft or Sony/BMG doesn't get their cut on a few bits of data that enter your home via a service you pay for every month, that is not even worthy of note.

Why does radio suck? Because the major recording labels bought the big stations and use them as twenty-four hour a day commercials for their products. 'An astral-media radio presentation'.

Maybe I just ask too many questions. Curiosity killed the cat, so they say. They also say cats of nine lives though, so, maybe they ought to be curious. Cats have 9 lives, like Megaman when he's full strength. Any video game with only one digit for lives actually. Probably no connection, but still interesting to note. "Cats have nine lives" might now mean something akin to "Cats are fully equipped" or "Cats can hack through the code"(allowing them to start with 9 lives). Old saying with a new meaning. "This cat, has nine lives".

Imagine if you had to use a regular encyclopedia instead of wikipedia. I don't know about you folks, but I look something up about ten times a day, and sometimes end up reading many many more articles in a single visit. Maybe I exaggerate, but not much. Would I bother to learn the truth if it required more work? Probably not as often.

Work day is done, time to smoke some fun.
\m/

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