Matthew Good actually has some dates for a tour of the states in 2010. I might hit his NYC or his San Fran stops. No Colorado ones announced yet sadly.

I have a server named Arrogance, though I don't know what to do with her yet.

I have enough money to get started with accumulating the tools necessary to do leather working stuff.

Have had one interview this week, two prospects have popped up this week out of nowhere.

Overall, interesting times.

"Whoever wants music instead of noise, joy instead of pleasure, soul instead of gold, creative work instead of business, passion instead of foolery, finds no home in this trivial world of ours."

Sometimes, I regret leaving England.
Sometimes, I think I never stood a chance.
Sometimes, I think I should have died when I had pneumonia as a baby. (My mother made a big deal about this at points growing up).
Sometimes, I think I did, and that this is just all a rather shitty afterlife for someone who never got anywhere.
Sometimes, I wonder why I don't fill the tank, get the brakes fixed, pick a random direction, and drive.
Sometimes, I'm just lonely no matter how much anyone tries to change that, and I don't understand how to do anything about it.
And sometimes, a great deal of problems really can be solved by having a drink with good company and sleeping on it. (I mean mostly anxiety related issues rather than concrete issues that need solving).

Also, some brilliance.

Seem to need a brain reboot.

Site full of mashups. Some are kind of cool.

I think the most politically radical thing one can do is be as self reliant as possible. Our entire economy is based on "service", or damn near. This ranges from dry cleaning (someone else doing your own laundry), tailoring (someone else doing even basic sewing), food (eating out mostly I mean here), and on and on and on. While all these things are great, I think some people go overboard. I think a lot of people go overboard. Hell, you can make your own entertainment if you try.

So, my notion is do for yourself what you can. Use less.

I was recently asked why I was interested in learning to sew. Simply put, because I don't know how, and I think any new skill I can pick up, even half way, is good.

"A life that's full can never pale"...or some such.

Nice to see the Catholic church acting so "charitable"

The Salvation Army did something similar. It's the sort of spoiled brat behavior that I'm not terribly fond of I have to say. Jesus said a great deal more about charity and helping the poor than he said about homosexuality.

Ah well, it's not like I expect consistency or anything here.

I used to be in favor of the death penalty. I used to be a believer in eye for an eye "justice". Then I got around to actually thinking about the issue. I think most people who are okay with the death penalty in a system where your defense depends on the amount of money can you spend on it are sociopaths, or aren't thinking about the larger implications of such a system.

There will be a longer rant/babble about it but I need to get away from this fucking box of light and noise.

Played with Stumble Upon (a sort of means of doing nothing. sort of like television), specifically on Sci-Fi setting. I was hoping for something interesting and inspirational. What do I find? Mostly Star Trek and Star Wars stuff. Guys, c'mon. Really. Star Wars was relevant decades ago (yea, they did come out with those god awful prequels. That should have killed it right there and then). Star Trek? I mean other than DS9 have any of the series really been particularly interesting? Insert technobabble here! Really? Can't we do anything new? I mean I see a lot of art produced involving these characters and concepts and I kind of wonder why these people aren't just doing their own stuff. It seems sad and repetitive.

I think I really want to work with plants.

pope_guilty brought up that the web was a lot more exciting years ago. I was rewatching Lain recently. (I picked up the 4th disc for 5 bucks, have had the other three sitting around not doing a whole lot. I've watched the first one so many times in my life [way back when it first came out] that I really don't need to see that one anymore). All of this got me thinking of what I expected the internet to be like ten years later.

I'll admit a lot of it was the whole flying car thing, that technology would keep going faster and faster and we'd hit technological singularity in no time.

The problem I think is when companies got into it, when the internet became just another advertising medium. We have more content than ever but I think far less substance. I think if God was ever in the machine he left it like a child abandoning toys. I think all the talk of revolution and dissolution of borders drowned in a sea of triviality and corporate constructed mediocrity.

I don't know, this is just what I felt like writing and I'm out of steam now. I'll leave it at this.

Failure around every turn lately. This sucks.

I have an interview wednesday for seasonal retail. At 28, with at least some college, that's as good as I seem to manage at this point.

Overdrafted at the bank, mostly due to several flavors of idiocy of both mine and theirs. All for the sake of making a dent in a student loan that's done me absolutely no fucking good.

Don't mine me. It's probably going to be like this for awhile.

Well, and me.

I think I've decided that what little I do primary I'm going to stop doing until I find a new job.

Life is lovely. -_-

Fuck you. Go bike punks!

Think I missed my calling awhile back somehow. Need to live in a city that has a bike messenger service. (Boulder's is a little weird).

Speaking of which, people of Boulder.
I will consider you absurdly out of your skulls if you come get dry cleaning on a day like this. I mean seriously!

And now to deal with my muse a little. She's been a naughty thing lately.

Still recovering from my basement flooding Sunday. Specifically, my room. I lost most of my Magic cards, all of my VS system cards (no huge deal as the game died), and a few books.

Have a woman I'm rather attached to coming to visit me. I don't really have a room for any fun. She lives 80 miles off so we hardly ever see each other. The weather might keep her away though.

But, in this moment right now, the very busy road in front of me is almost entirely silent, and dawn is filtering in blue.

I can't complain all that much.

Idiot racist douche bag is an idiotic racist.

Damn. Too much LoLcats.