Wednesday, August 20, 2008


I have a cat.

Just in case you were wondering what kind of person I am. I am the kind that has a cat.

Hope that answers your questions.


Sunday, August 17, 2008

Thursday, August 14, 2008

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Hello, YouTube, Nice To Meet You


And I have no news. For the curious, the last post (the "gravity" shit) was the love child of 4:00 AM and a hell of a fever. It looked a lot better handwritten than out on the internet, but I gotta put something here, right?



(the video should be done processing later this afternoon. YouTube is mysterious this way. If there's nothing there, you're not crazy. It's the internet's fault.)

Thursday, August 7, 2008

Deeply Afraid

I am deeply afraid that my stone is not big enough to stir the pond, that when I sing my death rattle no one will hear, I will have dented no bumpers and left no smudges on the world's windows.

I'm talking about the Human world, of course, the little one we've built underneath the real one. The real one is a whole other bag of marbles, I can't even begin to pull the string on it. It would be sinfully egotistic of me to concern myself with how I affected it. How could I? I have gravity, I attract the Sun and it attracts me, but who notices? A few of the more sensitive atoms, maybe. Gravity is not a distinction in this company. I am also increasing the entropy of the universe, slowly unraveling it by breathing and eating and everything else I do, and so are you and the Sun and your car and the germs on your body. It's a law of thermodynamics and there's no criminal genius out there who can break it.

So in the face of all that, I'm not concerned with the larger Universe we woke up into. I can devote a windy paragraph to how much it doesn't care about us, and it doesn't scare me much. I don't live up there.

No, the scary thing is, I'm down here, with you, and now gravity matters. Can you feel mine?

Friday, August 1, 2008

Hey Hey, Get Down With The Sickness

So I woke up feeling like someone had thrown a brick through my abdomen, after a night full of nightmares and fitful sleep.

The short story is, I feel like a turd in Hell.


I saw NIN! In Winnipeg! Or, dare I say...



Anyways, it was a pretty damn good concert. The light show, better described elsewhere, was fantastic and engaging, and the setlist, while sporting some clunkers (here's looking at you, Echoplex!) was solid (and engaging!)

The opening band, an outfit called Crystal Castles (think Yeah Yeah Yeah's with more synths and less excellence) played for a mercifully short thirty minutes. I think they ran out of songs. Not much to say about them past that. Their singer might have been a twelve year old girl.

So that's NIN for you. When I'm feeling better I'll probably post about it again, with more detail and less whining about how I am sick.