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I surrender.

Please disregard my temporary insanity.

What completely made my day and restored my desire to blog is this: Google search for “shocking abuse of prepositions”. I am #1!

Also, disregard my penchant for deleting posts after the 38 hours it takes to realize how incredibly stupid they are. I am going to attempt to start posting more useful things and leave all the crap for my journal.

Long story short, this weekend was a rather tumultuous one. I had to part with a large amount of junk that has accumulated over my 29 years. I think most of my attachment to my junk is that I have had it for years, so parting with it has sentimental value. Which made me somewhat irrational. In addition to killing my blog, I think I systematically deleted most of my MySpace friends too. Sorry and best of luck to you!

Yes, I parted with my old laptop minus batteries and hard drive. Also tossed around 700 CDs. Mostly burned music and vastly outdated CD-ROMs. I probably could have sold some of them on E-Bay or craigslist since many of them were basically antiques of the early information age.

I am still surrounded by an army of boxes that threatens to crush me if I make a false move. The cleansing process is rather unnerving process for a recovering junkaholic like myself, but a necessary one. I used to think Fung Shui was a giant load of crap, but there is something to it. Then again, I could just be succumbing to the incense fumes or the geriatric dust bunnies.

Anyways, to the point. I have to get rid of at least 25% of my stuff before I will allow myself to buy a fancy DSLR camera. My sister (who minored in photography) offered to teach me, so that should be fun. She is one of those crazy Nikon people who hates Canon, so I was talking into getting a D80, which is a few hundred more than the D40x but is better.

Wow, what a jumbled mess. I have really outdone myself this time. I am not even going to bother editing this. This is pure comedic gold.

Namaste my friends.

When Squirrels attack!

I have a healthy respect for squirrels. They are fast and unpredictable. Inside their tiny rodent brains, I know that they are collectively scheming to cause the downfall of western civilization. I can see it in the beady little eyes!

According to some, I actually have an irrational fear of them aka Sciurophobia (Yes, that is actually what it is called). I do not think so. I just do not trust Squirrels! They actually fake burying food when they know they are being watch!.

Fact: Squirrels are highly trained rodent ninja assassins.

Proof:

I am not advocating by any means advocating squirrel genocide. Merely providing anecdotal evidence so that people are wary of the devious nature of these insane creatures!


Do not trust this rodent!

Hobby monetization

The best way to make money is to do something you love and get paid for it.

While I am really just an amateur photographer with a point and shoot camera (Canon SD600 - 6 MegaPixel), the internet can provide me with a few additional dollars a month. Shutterstock pays $0.25 per download. 4,000 downloads is enough for a nice DSLR camera. Just need to get some quality lenses and I have a nice little side business.

I just need to figure out all of the settings on my camera for optimal pictures. Photography is one of those hobbies which I would to have more incentive to do and getting paid for taking photos is a good way to do that.

I am excited. Not exactly broke, but more money in this crappy economy is always good especially when it involves something that I have some natural talent for and love of.

My original goal for this blog was to be able to eventually monetize it, but have been posting way too much drivel for that. May spin off a technical blog, hobbyist, or ‘best article of the day’ type of casual thing.

Gogol Bordello

Saw them on Rolling Stone’s top 50 albums of the year, so had to check them out.

Eastern European Punk Rock complete with Accordion.

Sounds a lot like “Borat does punk rock.”

I have never heard music this hilarious.

Spam excerpts

The spam I receive is actually quite entertaining and gives me quite a few chuckles in the morning. The spam I get generally falls into a few categories - penis enhancement, offshore gambling, or just phishing.

Here are some excerpts from the past few days:

Help you and your women, display them a huge you.

Super-size and vigour for your love weapon!

Pen!s enlargement costs less on New Year!

Have better sex your sex life. woman, love time with them a new you.

Maximize the measurement of your willy by holidays!

It’s time to upgrade your s’e)x tool!

Feel the magic of modern medical technologies!

All popular drugs are available - World Wide Shipping- Do not pass! Valid only the for few days No Doctor Visits- No Prescriptions- 100% Customer Satisfaction- Cheapest

Another reason to love T-Mobile

When you participate in the ‘give 1 get 1′ OLPC program, T-mobile will give you 1 year of free hotspot access. Offer ends December 31, 2007.

I picked T-Mobile because they appeared to be the most innovative and reasonable priced carrier for my needs, but they have proven to also be the best in terms of corporate responsibility and giving back.

This sort of stuff really touches me.

Halfway there

My project to purge my domicile of unnecessary material possessions is progressing nicely. Funny how much computer/electronics junk I still have. I have always maintained the whole ‘I may need it at some point’ philosophy which has become rather suffocating… I may just bow to the excessive consumerism of this society. I will give away all of the stuff that I cannot find a use for or do not have a sentimental attachment to and just buy it again if I ever need it.

Already gave my sister a phone (since I don’t have a phone line), a punching bag that I had no place to hang, a set of computer speakers, and a dvd player (technically, she stole that one). My parents got my old digital camera, a keyboard/mouse set, and a DVR built from various computer bits.

Ode to my computer junk - Christmas style:

1 Giant box of manuals destined to be eaten by my paper shredder.
2 Playstations Ones
3 Nineteen inch CRT Monitors that collectively weigh more than me
4 Empty computer cases
5 CPU Coolers
6 Spare Keyboards
7 Input devices (Mice and trackballs)
8 Surge Protectors
9 Spare Case fans for when the operational ones become giant spinning dust bunnies
10 Hard drives of various small capacities (18gb-120gb)
11 Sets of crappy headphones that came with every audio related purchase
12 AC Adapters for devices I no longer own

Ok, that idea worked better in my head than in practicality… Then again, it is so ridiculous that it is somewhat funny.

Ego forces humility

I was doing some massively efficient multitasking this evening - Burning DVDs, pan-frying top sirloin steaks, and folding laundry. I was marveling at the sheer awesomeness of my productivity. When, unbeknownst to me, things began to unravel rather quickly.

I was folding the laundry and mid-marvel, my steaks began to smoke like a fresh tree branches on a campfire. Apparently, cooking at 4.5 causes some burning. It was only 8 minutes into that side (16 minutes for medium rare), so it should have been fine, but whatever. Apparently too much pepper or too little oil? So, I flip the steaks and open the windows to get the smoke out.

I finished folding my laundry and closed the windows. My steaks were the perfect 145 degrees, so I put them on a plate to rest for 10 minutes prior to serving. Suddenly my cat, the one who constantly harasses me, was nowhere to be found. Since my cat often gets grumpy with me and goes off and hides, it was somewhat normal, but he will usually come when I call.

I went looking for him… Bedroom? no. Office? no. Closets? no. Under furniture? no. After 20 minutes of looking for the damn cat I am boggled. My other cat is following me around now, wondering why he has no buddy to harass…. I start going through the ‘Where did I last see it’ questions typically reserved for finding my wallet/phone/keys in the groggy pre-coffee morning hours prior to work.

In the dryer? (yes, he likes going in there?) In the kitchen cabinets? (there too) Under the bathroom sink cabinet? (he steals toilet paper out of there in a quest to satiate his thirst for mayhem, anarchy, and senseless paper product destruction) Behind stuff in the closets? nope…

Where is this damn cat?

I hadn’t been outside, so he couldn’t have gotten out?

It suddenly occurs to me that when I was cleaning my windows last month, I did not put the screen back in and I had the window open to vent the smoke from my steak.

I open the front door to a very cold cat. He was on the railing trying to open the screen door. Luckily, he loves me because I provide him with possessions to destroy, food, and catnip - so he did not run off. Or perhaps he was just cold and doesn’t like snow…

Anyways, as usual, whenever I get all egotistical and thinking that I am all badass, life knocks me down and kicks me in the ribs - forcing me to be humble again.

And yes, my steaks were awesome.

Another day in paradise

Apparently I become a ticking timebomb of negativity and hostility when I do not get my requisite 7 hours of sleep at night. I slept an additional 10 hours last night after some decent napping in front of the TV during the afternoon. The past few weeks have been an emotional roller coaster. Certain circumstances have dredged up many uncomfortable memories from the past.

Gladly, I am returning to a peaceful state of Zen. A sailboat calmly cutting through water… paying no mind to the choppy noise inherent in everyday life. In this state, I welcome all attempts to rattle my foundations. I will flow with it until I can riposte.

Sometimes you just have to break yourself down and rebuild. Sometimes the foundation is cracked. Sometimes you just need to give up on something or someone. Sometimes you are just stuck in a rut and need to break free. Moving forward often requires letting go of people, ideals, and material possessions in order to have a better tomorrow. Change is not easy but it is necessary for sustainable happiness.

There are no negative ideas, feelings, and actions if they bring about positive changes and results for all those that are involved. The ying requires the yang to be whole.

It is such a beautiful day today.

I have a big smile and a spring in my step because I am back on track.

Getting back on track

I think the secret to my success and happiness in the world is purely a function of the level of creativity that I flex on a regular basis. The cathartic nature of my incoherent ramblings provided a great outlet for all of my frustrations back when I was posting to my myspace blog. The chronicles of my misadventures provided a way to condense and organize my typically chaotic and random storytelling.

A regular outlay of a stream of consciousness in the form of writing will greatly decrease my level of stress and reintroduce the supreme confidence that seems to have been beat and battered in a way that is reminiscent of the American way and personal freedom over the past few years.

It also seems as though alcohol greatly increases my proclivity towards ridiculous vocabulary, overly complicated grammatical structures and shocking abuse of prepositions. Regardless, I am going to start rambling and ranting on a more regular basis to organize my thoughts.

Hooray for the internet soapbox.

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