undisclosed at this time
Mar. 2nd, 2007
08:07 pm - i love you i love you i love you
Feb. 21st, 2007
08:12 pm - Apology Note
I am sorry that I unknowingly interrupted your burnt tortellini dinner in Anacortes this evening. Adrian didn't tell me that he hooked the audio iChat up to the speakers while you were trying to master a song you made today.
I hope that Adrian turns off his computer soon so that he will calm down.
I also hope that when I see you Friday that you are not mad at me, because I didn't know. Have a nice evening with your burnt tortellini.
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You owe me a bubbling pebble fountain.
Feb. 6th, 2007
02:06 am - The Nore Gaggles
The Nore of stress is so cute!
Norepinephrine...this compound affects the fight-or-flight response, activating the sympathetic nervous system to directly increase heart rate, release energy from glucose and glycogen, and increase muscle readiness. Norepinephrine is released when a host of physiological changes are activated by a stressful event.
I think this image will help in our visualizations together. See your stress as the cutest gaggle and see it giggle away.
(In the span of 5 minutes just now I saw the word Kimchee. I had homemade kraut (by Brian and Laura) for the first time at the most amazing cafe in Portland called The Waypost. Tomorrow they are playing Black Orpheus, and Saturday they will play the Power of Myth!)
Sep. 18th, 2006
notes of my new monday:
1. acknowledge the life of others, real or imaginary. wave, send positivity with your mind, and listen for love.
2. god is sound (aaaaahhhhh!)
3. art as experience, not spectacle
4. intimacy as activism
5. "hold your hands up while i jack off your stress"
6. "it could be a disaster, but it could abolish the disaster called unhappiness"
7. change my last name to reflect my destiny
9. i want to move people, drums and vignettes
10. the narrative is frightening
11. i want to do it too! let me know details! yes i will be there!
12. there is a science to my appreciation
Sep. 11th, 2006
12:38 am - NEW BIRTHDAY
Sep. 3rd, 2006
02:05 pm - Trueness
Setting: Mio Gelato, 15th & Brazee
Me: Hi, would you like a punch card so that you can get a free scoop of gelato?
Middle aged woman, standing with 20-something daughter: No, actually we're from another planet.
Me: REALLY?? Me too! I am so relieved there are more out there like me!
Woman: Yes, we don't visit this planet very often.
Me: I wouldn't either!
Woman & 20-something daughter & Me: HAHAHA!
Aug. 29th, 2006
03:10 pm - I MISS IRC!
Guo_Si: Hey, you know what sucks?
Guo_Si: Hey, you know what sucks in a metaphorical sense?
TheXPhial: black holes
Guo_Si: Hey, you know what just isn't cool?
tag: Ouroboros: lets play Pong
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I actually read the following entry in Harpaar's magazine a couple of years ago. It has always had a really big place in my heart. I remember reading it to my old nerd crew up in Seattle. It was almost like sitting around a big camp fire...and the only time those geeks ever listened to shit I had to say.
bloodninja: Baby, I been havin a tough night so treat me nice aight?
bloodninja: Slip out of those pants baby, yeah.
BritneySpears14: I slip out of my pants, just for you, bloodninja.
bloodninja: Oh yeah, aight. Aight, I put on my robe and wizard hat.
BritneySpears14: Oh, I like to play dress up.
bloodninja: Me too baby.
BritneySpears14: I kiss you softly on your chest.
bloodninja: I cast Lvl. 3 Eroticism. You turn into a real beautiful woman.
bloodninja: I meditate to regain my mana, before casting Lvl. 8 chicken of the Infinite.
BritneySpears14: Funny I still don't see it.
bloodninja: I spend my mana reserves to cast Mighty F*ck of the Beyondness.
BritneySpears14: You are the worst cyber partner ever. This is ridiculous.
bloodninja: Don't f*ck with me bitch, I'm the mightiest sorcerer of the lands.
bloodninja: I steal yo soul and cast Lightning Lvl. 1,000,000 Your body explodes into a fine bloody mist, because you are only a Lvl. 2 Druid.
BritneySpears14: Don't ever message me again you piece of ****.
bloodninja: Robots are trying to drill my brain but my lightning shield inflicts DOA attack, leaving the robots as flaming piles of metal.
bloodninja: King Arthur congratulates me for destroying Dr. Robotnik's evil army of Robot Socialist Republics. The cold war ends. Reagan steals my accomplishments and makes like it was cause of him.
bloodninja: You still there baby? I think it's getting hard now.
Patrician-Away: what does your robot do, sam
bovril: it collects data about the surrounding environment, then discards it and drives into walls
Batty: Euch, rap is just missing one letter. c.
Batty: Crap you idiot. you put the c on the other end
Batty: Though you could also say it's missing an e
zeep: wtf is erap?
* Batty bangs his head repeatedly against a wall
Mike3285: wtf is a palindrome
MaroonSand: no its not dude
Pax: I wish my lawn was emo, so it would cut itself.
02:00 pm - Love Nerds
So, I have been thinking more and more that I want to be an information specialist or information architector information artist or information designer or information curator or general information nerd at large. There is something incredibly sexy about resource accessibility and equity. Isn't it just totally cool to be able to find whatever you are looking for? Or be able to bump upon something you didn't even know you were looking for? I worry a lot about the future of the internet, as businesses start to try and divide up the availability of services, so that all that you have is some on loan info that you need to pay exponential fees for.
And I have to admit something, I have a huge crush on Edward Tufte, just the mention of him gets me excited. I haven't even had the masturbatory pleasure of reading his books yet, but man, when that day comes I will be a real woman.
this is his MULTIPLE PROJECT OVERVIEW = MULTIPLE CONTEXT BARS
oh god! so cool!
PLUS! read his little blog on the PIONEER SQUARE PLAQUE REDESIGN
Excuse me while I spend the rest of my day sitting here at the Fresh Poot on Mississippi reading his sample writings instead of trying to figure out ways of making my dad care about (ie pay for) my incredibly lucrative and imaginative future.