:: The Blurst of Times ::

:: 11.11.2002 ::

Staring down the barrel of four project due dates this week. Time to pay the piper for lazing around a week ago. Maybe I'll just enjoy Thanksgiving that much more. People should let me know if they be around - I'll be in town from the Tuesday night through the Sunday around Thanksgiving, leaving town sporadically for family obligations. I say, "Let's do the Dubliner!" or I say, "Let's do the Fox and the Hound on Tuesday night!" Yes, that is what I say.

I cut my hair Friday night. No biggie, right? Wrong. For me: biggie. It was pretty long, and oh so cold getting out of the shower in the mornings. But this time it wasn't just the razor and done, this was a $13 professional cut, tapered on the sides and "longishly-short" on top. What one could call a Onederboy cut. No skinhead, no mohawks, no crazy flat-top thing, just a normal haircut. Biazarre.

Also saw Memento on Friday night. Very interseting. I'd like to make someone watch it for the fist time by flipping through the chapters in a chronological order to see if the end result is the same, just sans the suprise. It definitely kept me guessing, especially the whole "who is the bad guy" thing. It had the "I was an insurance claims guy turned neural-synapse psycho" of Fight Club, and the "What the hell is going on? Are we watching the reality or the delusion" of Mulholland Drive.

Hmmm, someone drew a parallel between Liberalism and No Tyranny. Interesting. The very essence of leading a revolution pro-compromise is to compromise with those who are trying to quelch the revolution.

I spent fifteen hours in studio yesterday. It looks like I will spend another fifteen in there today and everyday this week. Aside from eating, sleeping, and working, that is where I will be. Fortunately, that's where the computer is, so I can keep you all informed about the current studio-ings. God, I hate GIS (pronounced: gee-eye-ess, not: gizz).

I hope none of my friends have this problem, despite the fact that we are the survey area. But really, who among us ought to be worrying about that right now.

I have removed ol' Bob Borden from my list of links. Without being judgemental (which is hard because I had to make a judgment to decide whether to keep the link there or not), I cannot live my life the way I do, and promote the life he writes about. A fine website, I'll just let someone else link to it. Too much like the late Erma Bombeck or my roommate.

That's enough for today.

"It's nothing like the Bible, there's no lesson to be learned. It ain't the Ten Commandments, 'cause nothin's written in stone. It has to do with freedom and personal liberty. I don't fuck with you, don't fuck with me..."

:: Freddy F. at 10:34 AM [+] ::