Archive for November, 2005

On being a reluctant trend follower

Wednesday, November 16th, 2005

I use a camera phone now. And I love it.

Anybody who knows me well already knows that I loathe, or rather, I used to loathe camera phones. The entire concept just baffled me, and I saw no reason to ever carry a phone around that also took low resolution still photographs.

Let me tell you right now — there’s still no reason.

But it’s fun.

I’m going to put you in a hypothetical situation. Once you’re there, I’m going to ask you how you would handle the situation. Then, I’ll lead you through how I would handle the same situation. We’ll see if the two of us can see eye to eye on this.

You’re in a car. You’re the passenger, actually, and your friend is driving. You’re on the interstate, and there’s not much around. A song comes on the radio that you like, but the audio is low, and you can’t really hear it. You know that your friend is a stickler for details, and in the past, they have gotten a little touchy about passengers playing with knobs and switches in the car. What do you do?

Do you know what you’d do?

Okay, great.

Here’s what I would do.

I’d take a picture of my friend with my camera phone.

Let’s try another situation.

You’re on a commuter train, late at night. The few functioning lights above your head flicker on and off as the car bounces wearily along the electrified track. Something moves in the edge of your peripheral vision. Startled, you turn to look at it. You see a small, well-dressed, elderly man slumped over in his seat. He is motionless. You glance up and see a shifty looking, trenchcoated man working his way to the back of the car. You squint and stare back at the elderly man. You notice a large circle of blood, blotting uncontrollably through his poplin dress shirt.

What would you do in this situation?

Got it?

Okay. Let’s compare.

I’d take a picture of myself with the little mirror feature on the phone, that shows you what the camera sees on the outside display. Isn’t that a great idea?! Who comes up with these ideas?!

God, technology is so cool.

Attack of the Lyrics: Nov. 16th, 2005

Wednesday, November 16th, 2005

You had something to hide
Should have hidden it, shouldn’t you
Now you’re not satisfied
With what you’re being put through

It’s just time to pay the price
For not listening to advice
And deciding in your youth
On the policy of truth

Things could be so different now
It used to be so civilised
You will always wonder how
It could have been if you’d only lied

It’s too late to change events
It’s time to face the consequence
For delivering the proof

In the policy of truth

Never again
Is what you swore
The time before
Never again
Is what you swore
The time before

Now you’re standing there tongue tied
You’d better learn your lesson well
Hide what you have to hide
And tell what you have to tell
You’ll see your problems multiplied
If you continually decide
To faithfully pursue
The policy of truth

Never again
Is what you swore
The time before

Policy Of Truth
Depeche Mode
Violator

Look! Photos!

Wednesday, November 16th, 2005

I added a flickr badge to the sidebar.

It’s pretty cool — it shows random images from my flickr, and lets you view them, or you can click the “Show all” and see the entire gallery.

I’m obsessed with flickr.

On federally protected lands of some sort

Tuesday, November 15th, 2005

Have you ever drawn a connection in your mind between federally protected wildlife on nature preserves, and federally protected Native Americans living on reservations?

It seems to me that both laws aim to do the same thing. Section off a portion of the United States that was forcibly taken, and allow the original inhabitants of that land to exist inside of it.

This leads me to the obvious conclusion.

Grizzly bear casinos.

On the grass always being greener

Tuesday, November 15th, 2005

I guess it’s true.

On getting annoyed at a free site

Tuesday, November 15th, 2005

I’m only allowed to create three “photo sets” on Flickr unless I pay?!

Bah!

I don’t want to pay!

Attack of the Lyrics: Nov. 15th, 2005

Tuesday, November 15th, 2005

I wrote her off for the tenth time today
And practiced all the things I would say
But she came over
I lost my nerve
I took her back and made her dessert
Now I know I’m being used
That’s okay man cause I like the abuse
I know she’s playing with me
That’s okay cause I’ve got no self esteem
We make plans to go out at night
I wait till 2 then I turn out the light
All this rejection’s got me so low
If she keeps it up I just might tell her so
When she’s saying that she wants only me
Then I wonder why she sleeps with my friends
When she’s saying that I’m like a disease

Then I wonder how much more I can spend
Well I guess I should stick up for myself
But I really think it’s better this way
The more you suffer
The more it shows you really care Right?
Now I’ll relate this a little bit
That happens more than I’d like to admit
Late at night she knocks on my door
Drunk again and looking to score
Now I know I should say no
But that’s kind of hard when she’s ready to go
I may be dumb
But I’m not a dweeb
I’m just a sucker with no self esteem

Self Esteem
The Offspring
Smash

On summing it up easily

Monday, November 14th, 2005

[16:16] spiffymarc: i love how Greenspan is telling it how it is now that hes on his way out
[16:16] spiffymarc: “The U.S. cannot continue to spend more than it has. Investors are going to stop loaning us money soon. And there is nothing we can do about it.”
[16:17] Keenan: “you = fuXor3d”
[16:17] spiffymarc: well
[16:17] spiffymarc: you summed it up
[16:17] Keenan: yep

Attack of the Lyrics: Nov. 14th, 2005

Monday, November 14th, 2005

I’m seeing this girl and she just might be out of her mind
Well she’s got baggage and it’s all the emotional kind
She talks about closure and that validation bit
I don’t mean to be insensitive, but I really hate that shit
Oh man she’s got issues
And I’m gonna pay
She thinks she’s the victim
Yeah
Now I know she’ll feel abandoned
If I don’t stay over late
And I know she’s afraid to commit
But it’s only our second date
Oh man she’s got issues
And I’m gonna pay
She thinks she’s the victim
But she takes it all out on me
I don’t know why you’re messed up
I don’t know why your whole life is a chore
Just do me a favor
And check your baggage at the door
Now she talks about her ex nonstop, but I don’t mind
But when she calls out his name in bed
That’s where I draw the line
You told me a hundred times how your father left and he’s gone
But I wish you wouldn’t call me daddy
When we’re gettin’ it on
Oh man she’s got issues
And I’m gonna pay
She’s playing the victim
And taking it all out on me
My god she’s got issues
And I’m gonna pay
If you think I’m controlling
Then why do you follow me around
If you’re not co-dependent
Then why do you let others drag you down
I don’t know why you’re messed up
I don’t know why your whole life is a chore
Just do me a favor
And check your baggage at the door

She’s Got Issues
The Offspring
Americana

On sharing memories with strangers

Sunday, November 13th, 2005

I’ve pumped a bunch of photos into my Flickr photostream. I don’t know why, but I did. I just scrolled through iPhoto, picked out any pictures that stood out to me, and uploaded them to Flickr.

I’ll probably upload more later, but I think I’m done for tonight.

Check them out if you want.