Thursday, April 26, 2007
Brick walls named Wonderlust |11:00 PM| I'm still feeling fucking great, as in, riding the high of my recent car surfing. Man, I went to work today, and I was a goddamn machine. I got stunning amounts of work done, didn't even need my lunch, was effective made 1 teeny tiny mistake on paperwork, and
Oh man, I think I might still be a hair manic. At least I've got it focused right now.
Speaking of focus, Wonderlust has offered me a sizable bounty on getting him a new gig down here. He may even be able to pay it.
There are a couple things out there that will easily trigger my more stubborn aspects. One of these is a shot at dough.
He told me to turn my "Obsession Beam" on for this, gave me salary requirements, etc. and sent me off. What he didn't give me is a goddamn updated resume. I've already got one interested lead, and 5 more possible jobs that fit his reported skill set...but that screw off will not send me a current resume. He'll send his old one. But this is the one thing I want him to do, update this goddamn thing.
I'm tempted to do it for him, but fuck that.
Meanwhile I'm sitting here bitching at his AIM window, so I can get this document. Driving me crazy.
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Wednesday, April 25, 2007
Cheaper than a roller coaster |1:01 AM| Wow, I walked out of Cass's place thinking "I need to go to Europe", among other ideas on how to make life more interesting. Less than 5 minutes later I was surfing on a thin layer of water, doing my damnedest to avoid disaster.
I've been bitching at Portland for a while about a lack of certainty in my life. Some kind of good, pure direction. Few things can focus me like rocketing down the road with only the most tenuous of control over my vehicle.
I was tooling along, doing 10 under the speed limit to be safe*.
Up ahead, at the intersection marked below, the light turned red. This is downhill, bad road conditions, I knew I had a damned good chance of losing control of the vehicle, and that's exactly what happened the moment I applied the brakes.
The car was swerving, wildly. At this point I was trying to bring it under control and stop before the intersection. Then I changed priorities to just staying in the right lane. As I shot forward, still fish tailing, I abandoned those ideas and just concentrated on staying in the center lane and not hitting anything.
I honked twice as I passed under the now very red stoplights.
I noticed there weren't any cars around, and I had plenty of road to work this out. That's when it became fun.
Don't get me wrong, this was scary shit, my car was skidding almost completely out of my control, but I was absolutely certain of my ability to bring it back. Applying the brakes did dick for stabilizing, so I had to turn into the slides, and then swing back around the moment I felt some minor bit of control. My car weighs very little for its size, so all I had to do was make sure the weight of the engine was travelling where I wanted it to go, and I could take care of the fishtailing rear of the car later.
The map below probably doesn't show enough of the direction changes I made, length of my "detour" but I definitely remember the edge of the green area, it's about where I'd stop.
After I stopped, I rolled down the window to pump my fist and cheer loudly. I was half tempted to swing back around and do it again. This grin is going to be plastered to my face the rest of the day.
Monday, April 23, 2007
My town |10:20 PM|
Panorama'd Austin, from the shots we took at the failed meteor shower.
I like my town.
If for some reason you want a 23 meg panoramic shot of Austin that's a bit blurry when you zoom all the way in because of the nearby A/C units, feel free to ask.
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Stupid goddamn chatlog |10:08 PM| You should skip this. I mean, really.
Wonderlust:: let's move out to lake baikal in russia
Wonderlust:: you know they have homesteading out there
Cecil: No shit?
Wonderlust:: Set up a big ass fucking hot tub
Wonderlust:: Solar panels and shit
Wonderlust:: like a big fence
Wonderlust:: Get to shoot people that trespass
Wonderlust:: Pay bribes in vodka
Wonderlust:: just import books
Wonderlust:: every once in a while,
Wonderlust:: shoot a fuckin bear make like 200 lbs of bear jerky
Wonderlust:: say fuck the rest man
Wonderlust:: As long as we can get some bootleg citrus fruits shhhhhiittt
Cecil: Man I'd want an internet connection
Wonderlust:: Man you know what they pay for citrus up there
Cecil: because stupid trivia bothers me
Cecil: Oh yeah man, citrus is big money, like in Japan
Wonderlust:: It's like four dollars an orange man
Wonderlust:: Yeah man!!
Cecil: I'd love to be a citrus importer to Japan
Cecil: But I'd have to use a boat that was pulled by like, whales.
Cecil: And instead of shipping the oranges or melons or whatever I'd grow them on the boat.
Cecil: And I'd use the world's biggest riding crop
Wonderlust:: Holy shit that's like the best idea ever
Cecil: YAAAAAR! AVAST YE WHALES! FULL SPEED AHEAD!
Wonderlust:: a huge fucking hydroponic citrus barge
Cecil: Fuck yes
Cecil: I'd circle around the equator or whatever, the tropics, so I get plenty of fucking sun
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Sunday, April 22, 2007
Busy Fucking Weekend |11:00 PM| http://www.terminalpacketloss.com/killer
Game is over, next one in 2-3 weeks.
Planning a housewarming party on May 5th.
Still packing up my shit.
I went out and flew a kite today, in an attempt to figure out why I should go fly kites. I found that since the kite I'm using is an engineering disaster, I can fully concentrate on the actions of repairing it, running it into the air, piloting it, etc. I can reach the "no mind" in a straight forward fashion.
I hadn't thrown the boomerang in ages, because of the throw a week or so ago. I've been using the boomerang to meditate as I may have mentioned, and I was getting better. I losed my eyes, counted the cars I could hear, the birds I could hear, felt the changes in the wind and then emptied my mind as best I could. When I felt the wind reach the right speed, I opened my eyes and threw. It was a perfect throw. I didn't move and snapped the returning boomerang out of the air like picking up a plate.
That's when I noticed the hippies walking by, behind me. Two of them lifted their arms in salute and one said "Niiiice dude."
Anyhow, the flight of objects is apparently the best way to chill me out.
Saw Hot Fuzz this morning, it was fantastic. The "knitting" club got cancelled because Jason's brain is apparently swelling, or so he thought.
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Failed meteor shower |10:15 AM| Attempts at watching a meteor shower sorta failed. 90% cancel rate on invitees, but that's probably okay the cloud cover didn't break.
Ryan and I drove all around the area, took pictures of various objects and odd landscaping, and had a (sort of) game of hide and seek with a security guard.
I'm sure we brightened that guard's evening up a lot. "Oh! A Celica keeps trying to get into the kingdom I've sworn to protect! Huzzah!"
He finally chased us off when we stopped to take pictures of a bunch of spooked rabbits.
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Brick walls named Wonderlust |11:00 PM| I'm still feeling fucking great, as in, riding the high of my recent car surfing. Man, I went to work today, and I was a goddamn machine. I got stunning amounts of work done, didn't even need my lunch, was effective made 1 teeny tiny mistake on paperwork, and
Oh man, I think I might still be a hair manic. At least I've got it focused right now.
Speaking of focus, Wonderlust has offered me a sizable bounty on getting him a new gig down here. He may even be able to pay it.
There are a couple things out there that will easily trigger my more stubborn aspects. One of these is a shot at dough.
He told me to turn my "Obsession Beam" on for this, gave me salary requirements, etc. and sent me off. What he didn't give me is a goddamn updated resume. I've already got one interested lead, and 5 more possible jobs that fit his reported skill set...but that screw off will not send me a current resume. He'll send his old one. But this is the one thing I want him to do, update this goddamn thing.
I'm tempted to do it for him, but fuck that.
Meanwhile I'm sitting here bitching at his AIM window, so I can get this document. Driving me crazy.
(1) comments
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
Cheaper than a roller coaster |1:01 AM| Wow, I walked out of Cass's place thinking "I need to go to Europe", among other ideas on how to make life more interesting. Less than 5 minutes later I was surfing on a thin layer of water, doing my damnedest to avoid disaster.
I've been bitching at Portland for a while about a lack of certainty in my life. Some kind of good, pure direction. Few things can focus me like rocketing down the road with only the most tenuous of control over my vehicle.
I was tooling along, doing 10 under the speed limit to be safe*.
Up ahead, at the intersection marked below, the light turned red. This is downhill, bad road conditions, I knew I had a damned good chance of losing control of the vehicle, and that's exactly what happened the moment I applied the brakes.
The car was swerving, wildly. At this point I was trying to bring it under control and stop before the intersection. Then I changed priorities to just staying in the right lane. As I shot forward, still fish tailing, I abandoned those ideas and just concentrated on staying in the center lane and not hitting anything.
I honked twice as I passed under the now very red stoplights.
I noticed there weren't any cars around, and I had plenty of road to work this out. That's when it became fun.
Don't get me wrong, this was scary shit, my car was skidding almost completely out of my control, but I was absolutely certain of my ability to bring it back. Applying the brakes did dick for stabilizing, so I had to turn into the slides, and then swing back around the moment I felt some minor bit of control. My car weighs very little for its size, so all I had to do was make sure the weight of the engine was travelling where I wanted it to go, and I could take care of the fishtailing rear of the car later.
The map below probably doesn't show enough of the direction changes I made, length of my "detour" but I definitely remember the edge of the green area, it's about where I'd stop.
After I stopped, I rolled down the window to pump my fist and cheer loudly. I was half tempted to swing back around and do it again. This grin is going to be plastered to my face the rest of the day.
Monday, April 23, 2007
My town |10:20 PM|
Panorama'd Austin, from the shots we took at the failed meteor shower.
I like my town.
If for some reason you want a 23 meg panoramic shot of Austin that's a bit blurry when you zoom all the way in because of the nearby A/C units, feel free to ask.
(1) comments
Stupid goddamn chatlog |10:08 PM| You should skip this. I mean, really.
Wonderlust:: let's move out to lake baikal in russia
Wonderlust:: you know they have homesteading out there
Cecil: No shit?
Wonderlust:: Set up a big ass fucking hot tub
Wonderlust:: Solar panels and shit
Wonderlust:: like a big fence
Wonderlust:: Get to shoot people that trespass
Wonderlust:: Pay bribes in vodka
Wonderlust:: just import books
Wonderlust:: every once in a while,
Wonderlust:: shoot a fuckin bear make like 200 lbs of bear jerky
Wonderlust:: say fuck the rest man
Wonderlust:: As long as we can get some bootleg citrus fruits shhhhhiittt
Cecil: Man I'd want an internet connection
Wonderlust:: Man you know what they pay for citrus up there
Cecil: because stupid trivia bothers me
Cecil: Oh yeah man, citrus is big money, like in Japan
Wonderlust:: It's like four dollars an orange man
Wonderlust:: Yeah man!!
Cecil: I'd love to be a citrus importer to Japan
Cecil: But I'd have to use a boat that was pulled by like, whales.
Cecil: And instead of shipping the oranges or melons or whatever I'd grow them on the boat.
Cecil: And I'd use the world's biggest riding crop
Wonderlust:: Holy shit that's like the best idea ever
Cecil: YAAAAAR! AVAST YE WHALES! FULL SPEED AHEAD!
Wonderlust:: a huge fucking hydroponic citrus barge
Cecil: Fuck yes
Cecil: I'd circle around the equator or whatever, the tropics, so I get plenty of fucking sun
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Sunday, April 22, 2007
Busy Fucking Weekend |11:00 PM| http://www.terminalpacketloss.com/killer
Game is over, next one in 2-3 weeks.
Planning a housewarming party on May 5th.
Still packing up my shit.
I went out and flew a kite today, in an attempt to figure out why I should go fly kites. I found that since the kite I'm using is an engineering disaster, I can fully concentrate on the actions of repairing it, running it into the air, piloting it, etc. I can reach the "no mind" in a straight forward fashion.
I hadn't thrown the boomerang in ages, because of the throw a week or so ago. I've been using the boomerang to meditate as I may have mentioned, and I was getting better. I losed my eyes, counted the cars I could hear, the birds I could hear, felt the changes in the wind and then emptied my mind as best I could. When I felt the wind reach the right speed, I opened my eyes and threw. It was a perfect throw. I didn't move and snapped the returning boomerang out of the air like picking up a plate.
That's when I noticed the hippies walking by, behind me. Two of them lifted their arms in salute and one said "Niiiice dude."
Anyhow, the flight of objects is apparently the best way to chill me out.
Saw Hot Fuzz this morning, it was fantastic. The "knitting" club got cancelled because Jason's brain is apparently swelling, or so he thought.
(1) comments
Failed meteor shower |10:15 AM| Attempts at watching a meteor shower sorta failed. 90% cancel rate on invitees, but that's probably okay the cloud cover didn't break.
Ryan and I drove all around the area, took pictures of various objects and odd landscaping, and had a (sort of) game of hide and seek with a security guard.
I'm sure we brightened that guard's evening up a lot. "Oh! A Celica keeps trying to get into the kingdom I've sworn to protect! Huzzah!"
He finally chased us off when we stopped to take pictures of a bunch of spooked rabbits.
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