My goodness but there's a brave new world afoot that I am discovering. It's called an iMac G5 and DSL...and torrents...oh my. My brain becomes evermore crevassed. So that's what I've been submerging myself in. A big ol' learning curve going on! Whoopah!
And also mail art and other little projects, like this post-christmas scenario:
ho ho ho
Must dash and check on my stats. Azureus has lots of things to keep an eye on; BitTorrent (mainline) is much more pared down, but both afford the OCD'er many hours of fun.
Sunday, January 22, 2006
Wednesday, January 04, 2006
everybody look at your hands
Let's have a go at peeking into the psyche and habits of the much-maligned and oft-misunderstood goth, shall we? I found a book at the library that has simultaneously slaked my curiosity and raised the mirth factor - all in good fun. The book is by Voltaire and titled simply, 'What is Goth?' with a subtitle nicely footnoted: Music, Makeup, Attitude, Apparel, Dance, and General Skullduggery. It's a slim volume in a nice black matte (natch). Voltaire's writing is engaging, informative, and witty. Being a goth (or should that be Goth?) himself, and being of good cheer (yes that's right), he decided to enlighten us all and with levity. Astounding. And, it works! He upholds and gently chides the Goth lifestyle with a very ungothlike humorous virtuosity. The book is anything but dour. Here's a few samples that had me in stitches:
"THE GOTHIC TWO-STEP Joey demonstrates how to properly mope:"
(close captioned for the blurry photo reader: "1. stand sadly with head bowed 2. take a step back with left foot 3. join your feet and mope heavily 4. mope in place (swaying is optional) 5. now mope to the right 6. and contemplate suicide") (all quoted script by Voltaire)
Lacking a scanner, I just took pictures and I'm still learning the ropes with that new gadget as well.
It has become imminently apparent to me that one simply cannot lump all Goths into a singular category. Just as one should not do with say, zodiac signs, tomatoes, bikes or monkeys.
"THE GOTHIC TWO-STEP Joey demonstrates how to properly mope:"
(close captioned for the blurry photo reader: "1. stand sadly with head bowed 2. take a step back with left foot 3. join your feet and mope heavily 4. mope in place (swaying is optional) 5. now mope to the right 6. and contemplate suicide") (all quoted script by Voltaire)
Lacking a scanner, I just took pictures and I'm still learning the ropes with that new gadget as well.
It has become imminently apparent to me that one simply cannot lump all Goths into a singular category. Just as one should not do with say, zodiac signs, tomatoes, bikes or monkeys.
Tuesday, January 03, 2006
launch
oy! and oy!
Welcome to me and welcome to you. This is my new little patch of cyber-something. To go along with my new computer, an iMac. A mighty powerful Grande Dame is she. I've been loping along on a Mac Wallstreet G3 (that's a laptop for the uninitiated) for quite some time now, and a beige tower before that. It's a little startling jumping into hyper-drive; I hope I remember my merging skills. I've been telling friends, colleagues and countrypeople (attempting pc-ness can just sound so clunky sometimes) that I've gone and bought a Ferrari - now can I afford the insurance? I'm trying out DSL in a few days. I'm sure to be spoilt rot.
I've changed to trebuchet font. This is what I call a time-delayed synchronicity, but it still definitely qualifies because until about three weeks ago, I'd never heard of the word. Or used the font. Or was even aware that there was such a thing. My friend Jax is now working with a wordcrafty bloke who's named his company after the font. Oh yes he loved it that much. Actually it either means bird trap or assay-balance...or, a catapult, depending upon who you consult (that last one is the definition he prefers). If there are any other defintions out there, do let me know. And if you need a good rock-launcher, I'll put you in touch with my friend. We can all go defend the castle together. (and, since good things usually come in threes...the third synch to this little story happened when in a recent - to me since I've just come into it - episode of LOST, Locke introduces Boon to his very own hand-built trebuchet. my jaw hanged agape)
Verdana looks alarmingly like Trebuchet, at least in my window. Maybe they are kissing cousins or maternal twins who needed their own identities. All right you both have roundedness but Verdana, since you are one minute three seconds older, you are the girthier.
I am still reeling from all the bells and whistles, so please bear with me while I drool over what has been to my plebian existance heretofore unknown willy wonka delights, like italics and bold options. Lappy, she's a fine lass, and we love her so, but her interfacing skills are of the dinosaur age.
I've launched a sister blog for a Mail Art call. It's all pretty new to me, we'll see what happens. If nothing else, I use a few of my thousand faces and mail myself some cool stuff.
a bientot
Welcome to me and welcome to you. This is my new little patch of cyber-something. To go along with my new computer, an iMac. A mighty powerful Grande Dame is she. I've been loping along on a Mac Wallstreet G3 (that's a laptop for the uninitiated) for quite some time now, and a beige tower before that. It's a little startling jumping into hyper-drive; I hope I remember my merging skills. I've been telling friends, colleagues and countrypeople (attempting pc-ness can just sound so clunky sometimes) that I've gone and bought a Ferrari - now can I afford the insurance? I'm trying out DSL in a few days. I'm sure to be spoilt rot.
I've changed to trebuchet font. This is what I call a time-delayed synchronicity, but it still definitely qualifies because until about three weeks ago, I'd never heard of the word. Or used the font. Or was even aware that there was such a thing. My friend Jax is now working with a wordcrafty bloke who's named his company after the font. Oh yes he loved it that much. Actually it either means bird trap or assay-balance...or, a catapult, depending upon who you consult (that last one is the definition he prefers). If there are any other defintions out there, do let me know. And if you need a good rock-launcher, I'll put you in touch with my friend. We can all go defend the castle together. (and, since good things usually come in threes...the third synch to this little story happened when in a recent - to me since I've just come into it - episode of LOST, Locke introduces Boon to his very own hand-built trebuchet. my jaw hanged agape)
Verdana looks alarmingly like Trebuchet, at least in my window. Maybe they are kissing cousins or maternal twins who needed their own identities. All right you both have roundedness but Verdana, since you are one minute three seconds older, you are the girthier.
I am still reeling from all the bells and whistles, so please bear with me while I drool over what has been to my plebian existance heretofore unknown willy wonka delights, like italics and bold options. Lappy, she's a fine lass, and we love her so, but her interfacing skills are of the dinosaur age.
I've launched a sister blog for a Mail Art call. It's all pretty new to me, we'll see what happens. If nothing else, I use a few of my thousand faces and mail myself some cool stuff.
a bientot
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