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7/15/09

  • Jul. 15th, 2009 at 7:36 AM
It's all too easy to get bogged down in shoulda-coulda-woulda as well as, 'But I could never do that.' Don't put limits on what you can achieve before you even get started. What's even more discouraging, however, is when you demand too much of yourself at once. So you want to sing like Kelly Clarkson but can't read a note of music? Start small. Look up a voice teacher. Next, maybe sign up for lessons, and so on and so on. After that, the possibilities are endless.

Wine, Wine, Wine

  • Jul. 15th, 2009 at 1:25 AM
Today we watched "The Day the Earth Stood Still." The new one, with Keanu Reeves and Jennifer Connelly.

http://joshkauffman.wordpress.com/2009/07/15/wine-wine-wine/

I give it a sideways-to-upward thumb.

people are amazing

  • Jul. 14th, 2009 at 6:12 PM



It's really strange how many people the last six months will call me at work and blame all the problems they are having on President Obama. I never once experienced this during the entire time Bush was in office, but the moment Obama arrives it seems to happen about once a week.

I had a gentleman today try to convince me that Obama is the reason why the paint on his house is fading. I'm not kidding. Somehow (and I couldn't even begin to explain it) he managed to connect point A to point Z on Obama's presidential decisions having an effect on his ability to paint his house.

I guess I'm just confused. I'm all in favor of being critical of our government no matter who is in charge, but some things just confound me.

My continuing failure to finish anything.

  • Jul. 14th, 2009 at 9:18 PM
I've totally failed to touch most of the stuff I blogged about last time.

I did, however, fix role combination with method attributes, however it's not going to see the light of day in it's present form.

rafl is currently writing the nasty hack I did on Moose to get it working a little more properly, for his overloading in roles support stuff.. Once he's doing that, making the solution in methodattributes should become a lot more elegant, and I should be able to clean it up a lot generally.

In other exciting news, there is now prior art for actionroles on the CPAN, which is a newer, nicer way to do generic things on a per-action basis (rather than ActionClass, of which you may have only one).

YAPC is coming awful awful fast, so I guess I really need to finish the code I'm talking about there, but I keep getting distracted by other shiny things, such as zby's ideas about a set of CatalystX::Elements, and the two of us and stefan48 appear to be prototyping one on github.

Patches, of course, welcome :)

7/14/09

  • Jul. 14th, 2009 at 5:56 AM
As the song says, you're in the mood for love -- simply because they're near you. You won't settle for just any old red-roses-candle-lit-dinner type thing, though. You're in the mood for a whole lot more. You want it all! Deep, meaningful conversations and intense flirtation are the stuff dreams are made of. Fortunately, with the planets aligned the way they are at the moment, settling for less isn't just out of the question -- it's totally unnecessary.
I don't care if he is the Leader Of the Pack, I'm still not comfortable with the idea of a biker picking up teenage girls in a candy store.

Also, the first day of the bar examination is seven days from today.

7/13/09

  • Jul. 13th, 2009 at 7:23 AM
Whether you are prepared for it or not, you will finally get the challenge you have been itching for! So clear your mind and focus on staying cool under pressure. Fulfilling all of your hopes and wishes is possible in life only if you take things slowly and deliberately! You are so close to your dream that you can just about taste it today, but you can't let all of your excitement make you lose your concentration. Don't dive in -- start by wading in the shallow end until you're comfortable.
I should make the choice to live by my dreams, more often. I go well in this sense. The real dreams, the night-time dreams. not all daydreams, some.. . They know things, they whisper the all-that's-going-to-happen.. . we wake knowing. things, beneath the pillowcases, we toil in the clouds of our eyes, heartless, sparse.. . Too much to catch up on, perhaps this is how we bend and refract time, through the prisms in our hearts, we watch it all go by, feel it stir, pull and tie.. . and only when we are far enough away, can we really go down into the well, eyes open, heart broken. and see all that was there, all that was missing. and all that we forgot to tell ourselves, at the time. Everything catches up with you, in the end. that's what gets us. That's what we don't have the sea legs for, ever. to begin with.. . gravity, time and vertigo all feel the same, all at once. sometimes, now. I still choose to be out of time, out of sink. out of kilter.. . lost in my own deep thoughts.. . watching them drown along with all of the others.. .



slow morning...

  • Jul. 12th, 2009 at 10:40 AM



I should be jumping in the shower right now to get ready for a shoot but I'm being lazy. I think I'll finish my coffee first :-)

blood. death. toe tags. murder. rape. bruises. post-mortems. morticians. music of doom. music with deadly connotations, percussion. strings. good cops. dislocated flashbacks. bad cops. complex complicated character cops. dead wives. bad lighting. lines like 'I've got evidence' and 'I want the boots you were wearing yesterday and I want a DNA sample'. science .. . it could only be C.S.I Sunday.. .

"It's got blood on it... ." (season one, episode two. New York)

all that is missing is dead frogs. dead spiders. and why are all of the victims women? why have I never not noticed this before.. . makes you realise that the school-science times lacked bangin tunes as you waited for the petri-dishes of spliced frogs legs to mutate into number thirteen on the periodic table.. . or was that chemistry? Halogen. I could have got better than a 'B' in chem/physics/sci-fi-unce.. . if only we had a Ministry of Sound Compilation cassette player on. for all of the lab coat and goggles times. all. of. them. black rubber gloves. hair sellotaped back. etcetera.. .
'suddenly the plane dove precipitously like a gaming falcon for the short runway painted on a pitch of sand between a sharp, rocky ridge and the ocean' (j.McInerney)

the only person left to tell, is me.. . barnacles.. . tentacled, barnacles.



'It's pretty far, he said.
It's pretty far.
Would you die if you fell?
You'd get hurt. It's a long way.
It's really scary.
'(crockmack.mc.Carthy)



and I'm not telling me, nothing.
only that I will be peddling printed words and not perfumes or potions, anymore. at all.. . and this excites the fires in the back pockets of my ink stained jeans. as much as it makes me feel lost at sea. Somewhere in the middle of a rock and a lighthouse.. . nowhere near the beginning, nowhere near the end.. . and I'm holding onto this feeling, for all that I am. I hold on.. . never, letting. go.. .

'into the endlessness of blue,
into the horror of the truth.
You see, we are far less than we knew.
Yeah, we are far less than we knew' (bright eyes.)





I am pretty happy tonight. today. I love not knowing what happens next. The unknown pleasures of uncertainty make me smile on the mind, on the inside. out. The uncertainty of being, all 'how long is now?' and 'how soon in the past.' etcetera.. . is not unbearable. Or hard. It's smooth, shiny, sparkly, sparse, serene. we stroke the surreptitious stair case legs of .. .

bring your own shovel.. .

  • Jul. 11th, 2009 at 7:07 AM
We high-five the soul-of-the-moment. We sing along to 'hole in my soul' for the bath times. we know all of the words. we can hit the high notes, the low and all that kilter in the middle.. . And we fall over the edge of the bed every morning, we fall to the floor. And we thank day dreams. we thank the unconscious bare face pillowcase dreams. We thank gravity. we thank all of the words in the universe that begin, with 'b'.. . We invest in a gun shot alarm clock, we are told about the perils of this. we know. and we prefer to exist in life precariously. because living life ordinary is for people who .. .

7/10/09

  • Jul. 10th, 2009 at 6:52 AM
You've always loved surprises. You're extremely sharp, however, so arranging them isn't easy. You're especially appreciative and fond of the surprises you can look back on and honestly say caught you completely off guard. Oh, and as for the people who actually managed to pull them off? They'll be on your holiday card list forever. Needless to say, that's all the information available to you now, except to say that you'd better order more stationary this year.

hmmm

  • Jul. 11th, 2009 at 12:35 AM
today was pretty awesome.

bit boring and disappointing to start with but i managed to clean excessively and also played prototype for a while.

watched a frankie boyle dvd too. win. later on though, decided to go shopping at asda for food. nearly burned the flat down by leaving the oven on after cooking pizza. not fun.

watched zack and miri make a porno with a pizzA and some garlic bread, also with ribena.

and to top the evening off i'm lay in bed watching clerks.

monkey island rocks, i think [info]plushy  would agree on this one. i'll spend some more time on that on sunday though when i have time after dropping my little princess off.

on another note, i start my new position on monday which means i'll be further on my quest to be the best IT bastard on the planet.

think i might update userpic also as this one's reeeeally old, but i like me then, not now. too flabby and hairless. lol.

I'm missing people muchly so also.

meh, i guess there's a little too much cabbage in the cheese on that one.

anyway, how amazing is ribena???? WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOP!





 

7/9/09

  • Jul. 9th, 2009 at 6:52 AM
Be careful to think before you speak today, because you could be letting a secret out without meaning to. In fact, if you're not sure that you've been authorized to talk about a certain issue, don't utter one single peep. Walk away and think about it -- or, better still, talk to whomever confided in you. That way, you'll be absolutely sure, and you won't have to risk anyone being angry about it.

Verbal Snapshots

  • Jul. 9th, 2009 at 3:19 AM
This post might avert the need for a half dozen more Belize posts.

http://joshkauffman.wordpress.com/2009/07/09/verbal-snapshots/

Perhaps. We'll see how out-of-my-system it stays, after this.

~Q

Change of Subject

  • Jul. 9th, 2009 at 12:50 AM
On an entirely different note, my mum and I saw Procession on Sunday, it was great. I especially loved the concept of the different communities, the celebration of the humble chip and the industrial heritage of the region. It was fantastic!

Watch more about it here
Tomorrow I will be applying for one, two, three, four, yes FOUR jobs. All within my field and all within 20 miles of where I live. Although one will be a bit hard to commute to, however if I go buy bike and train it's much easier and it's a very sustainable way to travel too!

Jul. 8th, 2009

  • 8:13 PM
So, some more New year's resolutions for two-thousand-and-zen are on the horizon, all sillhouette, all cowboy. all hat... . I think I've nailed down to the black-board a couple of more things to force my brain to do for recreational purposes.

four) Learn the way of the guitar. do they make girl-sized guitars? I have small shoulders and short arms and little finger-bones are velcro-ed onto the ends of these. I would have to find a teacher that wears socks and sandals and smokes incense sticks, otherwise, this dream will be shattered before I am.. .

five) learn the five chords that Beth Orton uses in all of her music first, because, then. I can be Beth Orton.

six)invest in a mini-fridge for my eyeballs. and a couple of new jam jars. for the all new ink workings. and for rolling around, for nostalgia's sake. alone.

seven)biscuit crushing. In the hands. Both hands, hold them up, open.. .filled with biscuits, feel them against your fingertips, roll. crush. Not even for a cheescake base. Just to crush, in your hands, because you can. I think this could be better than yoga for relaxation as well as a lost and long forgotten tradition in religion. For bad days, the sick-in-the-mouth-orange-fondant-icing-in-the-middle biscuits could be a good idea. For good days, digestives. They crush the best imaginativeley, so far.

Seven is not the magic number but I have enough time to research them all fully enough to abandon at 11:59pm on 31.12.two-thousand-and-tight-rope-line without regret.

.. .

I have important things to do somewhere, upstairs. Tomorrow. So toes and hearts crossed. for all to work out good.. .

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