Flock is pretty cool

It's a new browser. www.flock.com

I am going to eat that salmon sometime soon too

Finished

Sometimes we laugh

Inappropriately

Sometimes we smile

When we cry

Another Nightmare Last Night

In this "episode," America was taken over by some fascist religious regime, and Useff and I are not really going for it. We're too free. The leader of said regime also agrees that we are too free, and decides to have us killed. We are hunted down. Along the way, we meet some men and women who believe in our cause and decide to run with us, and be with us. Eventually, we are all caught, and we are executed while holding hands after writing letters to the people we always loved and never told how we realy felt.

A Brand New Interview With Matthew Lesko!

http://www.blacktable.com/going050929.htm

Question marks obviously symbolize inquiry, but why did you choose them over dollar signs?

Never even thought about money signs. It's all philosophical. I'd wear this outfit if I were an accountant. It has nothing to do with my business. I wear it on a regular basis.

What's up with blasts rocking Bali?

It seems like whenever there are explosives detonated in Bali, journalists describe Bali as being rocked. Being rocked by explosives can be taken a number of ways. Personally, I like the idea of Bali being rocked to sleep by a series of gentle explosions that made the landscape sway gently.

Statue

IMG_0674, originally uploaded by nchase.

Outside of the house

And the snake is drowned and
As I look in his eyes,
My fear begins to fade
Recalling all of those times.

I could have cried then.
I should have cried then.

And as the walls come down and
As I look in your eyes
My fear begins to fade
Recalling all of the times
I have died
and will die.
It's all right.
I don't mind.

Odalisque

and what do we do with 10 dirty jews
a thirty-ought full of rock salt
and a warm afternoon? what do we do?
what do we do?

Warm Weather:

Please end. Really. We've had quite enough.

Quite enough

We Major...

Feeling better than some head on a sunday afternoon
Better than a chick that say yes to soon
Until you have a daughter, that's what I call karma
And you pray to god she don't grow breasts too soon.

So I'm Making Some Serious Progress With This Template.

However, there is a bug. And I'm not talking about that picture that I am using for my title background. In IE you can see a rectangle of background above the title. That should not be there. If I try to add a border to the actual "content" in Firefox, that same background shows up too. If I can fix that, I can go further with what I want to do with this web page. I really hope I can figure out what is wrong. If anyone has insight into this issue, please email or leave a comment in this entry. Other criticisms too.

A Template!

I am not done, but I like it so far!

Once Upon A Time, I Made A Template

And it was pretty good. I swear, I'm going to make a new one. It's kind of a personal soul searching mission now, you know. Just like those other personal missions I have right now (become more of a buddhist, learn how to attract the opposite sex, become the most powerful being in the universe, et cetera).

Title

Man, you can spend all your time looking for a needle in a haystack that contains only hay.

You can try to find meaning where there is none.

You can think about things that seem legitimate, but they're really just constructs of your mind.

You can get stuck in a trap you invent for yourself and never get out.

I can wonder about every little thing in life, paralyzed, unable to take any sort of action, or I can act, and do, and be a fool. I can be everyone's fool. Am I everyone's fool?

I can watch myself wither away and rot. Hey, I'm in my twentieth year of rotting in my own skin. Don't I look sophisticated and rigid? Don't I bring an air of formality to every occasion, with my stone-faced expression, unwavering voice, and what seems to be an inability to associate with people? Getting along well with others, does not necessarily entail allowing others to know you. It's easy to be well liked when you don't do or say anything. It's easy to be well-liked when you do not speak your mind. If life is a series of cliffs with pits between them, and to jump from one cliff to another constitutes a meaningful life experience, I am the person who does not jump of his own volition. Thus far, I have mostly been pushed to the next cliff, or pulled onto the next cliff. It's comfortable, and it's also maddening. My fear, I guess, is that if I try to jump on my own, I will fall. I have built up this house of cards; the returns are diminishing. Here I am, building up to the top, and it's taking more and more effort, but the building becomes smaller as you go up too.

I'm in my twentieth year of putting on an act. The act is that I have all my shit together. If you know me well enough, you realize it's all built on the same foundation as a house of cards.

Weather

The weather is fucking terrible today.

It feels like leaving the house was a mistake.

What a great day to stay inside all day. What a great day to stay inside all day, with a companion.

Bad Dream

Fought someone gigantic and couldn't hack it




Shit

What's been going on:

Wow, it would seem that I have regular readers now. Hello, regular readers! I say this because a) people are commenting on some of my entries, and b) a reader has said that it has been a while since my last update: This is true, it has. Sorry. I will fill you all in, however many there may be. Something tells me I'd be lucky if I needed all ten of my fingers to count you on, though.

First, school has started and my classes are pretty exciting this semester. Especially my communication theory course. The professor is pretty amazing. He curses liberally, which I really enjoy. There's also a great deal of substance to what he says. I agree with a lot of his ideas. I may devote a future entry to talking about this professor.

Today, I sat down with a notebook and at a terminal here on campus and really looked at what I have for my code on this website right now. I find that I'm more successful with editing my website's layout if I draw it on paper according to the box model idea of CSS. It's helped immensely. It has helped me to see where I am wrong, and where Blogger is just incompetant (No offense Blogger, but you do have some issues that need to be worked on). Whoever designed the template that I am basing my website on seems to have code that just has no place in there, and of course there are no comments anywhere in the entire motherfucking page of code. That's not exactly helpful.

So yeah, classes, progress with this mess of a website, and also, I have been writing fairly consistently in a notebook, the very same one I used to check my coding / layout, and I plan on transcribing some of the entries onto this blog, so that they may be read by those of you who are interested. I have not forgotten about my little photography projects. I just haven't had too much time to take pictures. What I have had time for though, is some fooling around in Photoshop.
Here is a direct link to the image I made last night, it is hosted at imageshack. I tried to post this as a blog entry last night but it broke the fucking page: http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/4525/newyork093copy4jk.jpg

The source image was me doing the infamous "Mr. Roper" pose on Sunday night in New York City. I will post a link to that source image when I get back home, so that you may see the difference between the two. I know it isn't much, but I'm actually quite proud of myself for it; I think it is a respectable job.

More to come, in the future.

Doing this shit again,

In preparation for a real website with a real domain, maybe not even using Blogger. We'll see. I'm just fooling around and seeing what I can do to create a real working template using all of the Blogger design code and whatnot. It's going better than I expected so far.

I hope this doesn't turn out to be another one of my unfinished / unfinishable projects. My life is nothing but unfinished projects.