A Meme by Me?
May 23rd, 2005
I wonder if I can get a meme going, with somewhat of a “literacy” theme: Listening, Reading, and Watching…
First 5 Songs in Shuffle of Entire Music Library
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May 23rd, 2005
I wonder if I can get a meme going, with somewhat of a “literacy” theme: Listening, Reading, and Watching…
First 5 Songs in Shuffle of Entire Music Library
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May 22nd, 2005
Coming soon, from the twisted mind of Clive Barker, the strange imagination of Stephen King, and the frightening vision of newcomer Mark Z. Danielewski…
This summer, fear The Booblegger!
Watch out; he’s coming to boob you.
During dinner, we watched a news segment on bootlegged copies of the new Star Wars film. It sounded like the reporter said “booblegger” and this is more or less the joke I made out of it. It’s not very funny now, I know, but maybe it’ll give me (or you) and idea for a story later. I tried drawing a picture of it, but it looked too pathetic.
May 22nd, 2005
After reading a Bayoshpere article, I started to write a comment that took on a life of its own. It grew to something more sophisticated than a mere comment, yet too meager to claim “Article” status. And, because of some foolish phpMyAdmin rummaging by yours truely, I’ve had to recreate this entry based on my recollection of what I was thinking this afternoon. A shorter version of this idea appears elsewhere. I present the unedited (and reimagined) version here. Subject: iPod.
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May 22nd, 2005
The Set Up
You’ve just written a terrible blog post. It’s so bad that you don’t ever want the public to see it. You consider whether or not you should simply stop writing for fear of another creation like this word-ladden monstrosity, a verbal Frankenstein’s monster–only not as smart. You even eye the knives with a notion to chop off your–no, too extreme. It’s really bad, though. Your mother would blush and your best friend would be embarrassed to say she knows the author. It’s trash, really, and you want it gone forever, with not so much as a hint of it around. But you’re not using WordPress; you’re using Rodin, a small but functional CMS that worked perfectly for your little side project. So now what?
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May 19th, 2005
INSPIRATION: Daily, I see thug fashion in just about every caste of high school life. All of those categories of kids that I recall being distinguishable by the clothes they wore, those identifiers are gone as all groups of kids sport LRG, Rocca Wear, and other “urban wear” clothing. And for all that posturing, most of those kids, even the ones who talk a tough game, are just kids who want to look cool, not kids who want to do bad things. By appearance, the bark is far worse than the bite. And what if those tough looking kids we all walk past at various times each day and we see on TV, well, what if those kids were really “momma’s boys”? Read more of “Wanna Be O.G.“
May 8th, 2005
INSPIRATION: Well, the combination of a bit of Chandon sparkling wine and being tired conspired to make me write this. Once again, you see the mention of my generic male character, Ron. I really hope he does some tricks for me one of these days…
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May 8th, 2005
I have no idea who this main character is. To be honest, I simply needed a name for him and Ron is someone that already exists in my stories (Ron has become my default male character name), so I chose a different name. Maybe this actually is Ron, though. I hope to find out in the next month.
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May 7th, 2005
I went to an old friend’s funeral and memorial service on Friday. It was an odd experience. I haven’t spoken to Nate in over 10 years. I went to grammar school with him and knew him through Bethel Church’s youth groups throughout my jr. high and high school career. I used to go over to his house for Monday Night Football every week. We formed a “club” called CCA (Church Cutters Anonymous) that wasn’t a serious club, but we took our church cutting very seriously. Read more of “For You, Nathan“