Friday, April 06, 2001

In line with my previous post, here's an article about how we almost had a nuclear war with China.

Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it? Sound familiar?
Good day, all. I'm listening to a mix of all my MP3's. God only knows what'll play next. Winamp's shuffle is a great feature, and currently my music directory contains such various things as McCoy Tyner, Beck, Stanley Clarke, Bullitnuts, Crystal Method, Debussy, Raincoats, Annie Gallup, MMW, Bootsy and Billy Idol. I'm soting through dzens of sites looking for specific infprmation. Hard to keep steady at it becuse it is extremely tedious. O for the days of building Flash websites for clients with money to burn. Talk about a bleak shift in the world view... the Bush era is the worst of the 80's combined with the worst of the 90's. And there's a grim parallel with the 1950's cold war. Eisenhower (a popular and successful general... sound familiar?) waged war on the world with covert policies using the CIA to overthrow governments and not-so-covert policies of aerial surveillance of the Soviet Union. These, you might say, ended badly.

It's amazing that Bush could fuck up so badly so quickly and still have defenders. I think the only thing that's keeping him from having a cap busted on his ass is that Cheney is much, much scarier. And Powell scarier still because he is popular. Welcome to the New World Order, people.

Can you tell the music I'm hearing is all dark and spooky? Ooooo....

Thursday, April 05, 2001

I seem to dislike movies that others rave about. For example, Almost Famous is a hollow piece of shit, unfunny and unrevealing. You've got Phillip Seymour Hoffman sleepwalking through a role, Patrick Fugit (who, as I am annoyingly and continually reminded, was a ballet student of my sister-in-law's) dimply mugging through another, and Billy Crudup looking skanky and dazed. The host of women playing sluts and nuns needs not be mentioned. I know rock is glamorous yadayadayada, but this movie said nothing at all. Where's the story, ace? Where's the fucking story?

You want a good movie? Check out this shit. Look at the Buster Keaton films. Or better yet, look at the 1929 crap Carole Lombard was churning out. Puts this current crop of swill in its proper perspective. There have always been tons and tons of bad movies. It's just that now they all cost millions and still suck.

God, i am in a foul mood today. Fuck it! Fuck the fucking world! Fuck! Fuck!

Tuesday, April 03, 2001

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The blogger main page has turned into a server update weblog. I appreciate the updates, but do I really care?

I am gripped with nostalgia today. It is cloudy and cold, my favorite kind of Portland weather. I am wondering about my choice of vocation. My satisfaction level comes and goes, and these financially shaky times have me ever concerned about making ends meet (today is the third, after all, and rent is due). I am feeling introspective. Perhaps I'll write more later. I sat down full of ideas and they have deserted me. Rats from a ship afire, I suppose.

Monday, April 02, 2001

Ooh... playing around with my admin panel, I just password protected my entire site and couldn't get it to change back. That'll bugger readership for sure.

Everything seems normal now. As normal as normal gets, anyway.
Ooh... playing around with my admin panel, I just password protected my entire site and couldn't get it to change back. That'll bugger readership for sure.

Everything seems normal now. As normal as normal gets, anyway.

Sunday, April 01, 2001

I just updated my website. I didn't restructure the links, but there is a super cool little interactive floaty guy. You need Flash 5 to view it, though. Otherwise it's blank screen-a-rola.
A rainy sunday. God, I'm glad I have nothing to do.

Except work, that is.