Archive for February, 2004


Monday, February 9th, 2004

When I was hanging out in orange county I met someone who described to me his friend as having ‘idiot savant’ disease.

Then he described me fairly accurately.

Is that what I am?

one more project I’ll never get around to..

Monday, February 9th, 2004

build software that imports a huge chunk of pi into a database, then allows visual representation of that as arbitrary number of pixels bitmap etc.. see what pi ‘looks’ like.


Sunday, February 8th, 2004

One of the things that most people don’t know about me is that I send out probably only a quarter of the emails I write.

I wonder, if I were to be hit by a bus tomorrow, what would be made of all the emails I don’t send. I can’t decide if I’d want them to be delivered to their intended recipiants, or deleted – probably a little of both. They make for intereseting reading for me, though.


So, P. stayed over last night in order to help me face the scary Democrats (or the other way around, I think she was just as apprehensive as I was about the whole thing). It turned out to be rather a lot of fun, although I was truly pushing exhausted by the end of the thing, since I didn’t sleep at all last night. [Working and then playing music]

Anyway, sometime around 10ish we wandered down to a local school to cast our vote. My neighbor, who is a big Dean supporter, booed as I wrote in ‘Kucinich’ in the box, but it was completely in fun. Or mostly so anyway. There was one Kerry supporter who kind of scared me a little bit.. 😉

Anyway, so, after this our chair explained the rules of the system, and how we would be able to change our votes, horse-trade to get canidates viable, and whatever until the cutoff time. When we were told that any canidates with less than 15% of the vote were unviable, P. turned to me and said ‘Sorry’ and I started trying to figure out who I was going to change my vote to. I had just about decided on Kerry, despite the fact that there are a few things I really dislike about him – like how plastic he seems, how rich he is, and how he voted for the recent war – when I happened to glance over at the sheets.

You could plainly see everyone’s vote – I think this was a good thing, considering the horse-trading that later ensued, it made things simpler – and it didn’t look like Kucinich wasn’t a viable canidate _at all_. in fact, when the votes were tallied, in our precinct he got more than Kerry!

But then, I always knew I lived in a cool neighborhood.

It was neat in general – I got to meet some of my neighbors, which is something I definately don’t do enough of. In the end, we broke up into groups and decided who would take our issues to the county on May 1st and 8th. There were several volunteers, but I was chosen.

So now I’m active in local government. Well, kind of.

Anyway – I was also happy that at one point when it looked like Kucinich wasn’t going to get enough votes for a delegate after the horse-trading had ensued, P. was willing to change her vote to make Kucinich a viable canidate. 😉

It was a cool system – had almost a instant-runoff flavor to it. I think it would make a good system for electing a president – you could support multiple parties easily!

Past lifes..

Sunday, February 8th, 2004

Who were you in a past life? by Kat007
Favorite Color:
You were most probably: Eva Braun
If not then you were: Elizabeth Short
Created with quill18‘s MemeGen 2.0!


“My Past Lives” by Too Much Joy
from the album “Son of Sam I Am”

I was Genghis Kahn I was Aristophenes
I was a guy named Urgh in 50,000 B.C.
I was Rasputin and all the chicks he had
I was Catherine the Great I was my mom and dad
I’ve been a butcher I’ve been a baker I have been a bookmaker
I have skippered Clipper ships and dug for undertakers
I’ve lived to be 98 and I have died when I was four
I’ve lived through war and peace and war and war and war and war

I could write a book about my past lives
I should write a book about my past lives
I died three times at Waterloo
This life’s not the best but at least I’m not you

I was Abe Lincoln I was all the slaves he freed
This life’s not the best but at least you’re not me
I’ve been French noblemen and I’ve been Russian peasants
I’ve been somebodies, nobodies, once I was a pheasant

Iwas there when Ceasar bled and I followed where Moses led
I wrote the words Mohammed said, I kissed the ground where St. Paul tread
I was best man when Henry wed, I put the crown on George’s head
I slept in Washington’s bed, I shot John F. Kennedy dead

I watched Atlantis sink below, hung out with Bowie at the aAlamo
I didn’t like being Edgar Allen Poe, I was sick a lot whe I was Rimbaud
I helped the druids build Stonehenge, me and Buddha invented Zen
Once I borrowed Shakespeare’s pen, Joan of Arc was my best friend


“Galileo” – Indigo Girls

galileo’s head was on the block
the crime was looking up the truth
as the bombshells of my daily fears explode
i try to trace them to my youth
then you had to bring up reincarnation
over a couple of beers the other night
now i’m serving time for mistakes
made by another in another lifetime

how long till my soul gets it right?
can any human being ever reach
that kind of light?
i call on the resting soul
of galileo
king of night vision
king of insight

i think about my fear of motion
which i never could explain
some other fool across the ocean years ago
must have crashed his little airplane

how long till my soul gets it right?
can any human being ever reach
that kind of light?
i call on the resting soul
of galileo
king of night vision
king of insight

i’m not making a joke you know me
i take everything so seriously
if we wait for the time till all souls get it right
then at least i know there’ll be
no nuclear annihilation in my lifetime

i’m still not right

i offer thanks to those before me
that’s all i’ve got to say
maybe you squandered big bucks in your lifetime
now i’ve got to pay

but then again it feels like some sort of inspiration
to let the next life off the hook
or she’ll say look what i had to overcome
from my last life i think i’ll write a book

how long till my soul gets it right?
can any human being ever reach
that kind of light?
i call on the resting soul
of galileo
king of night vision
king of insight

how long?

how long?

how long

More cute progressive Flash

Wednesday, February 4th, 2004

More test results

Wednesday, February 4th, 2004

OKCupid says I am:

The Loverboy
Random Gentle Love Master (RGLMm)

Well-liked. Well-established. You are The Loverboy. Loverboys thrive in committed, steady relationships–as opposed to, say, Playboys, who want sex without too much attachment.

You’ve had many relationships and nearly all of them have been successful. You’re a nice guy, you know the ropes, and even if you can be a little hasty with decisions, most girls think of you as a total catch. Your hastiness comes off as spontaneity most of the time anyhow, making you especially popular in your circle of friends, too.

Your exact opposite:
The Billy Goat

Deliberate Brutal Sex Dreamer

You know not to make the typical Loverboy mistake of choosing someone who appreciates your good humor and popularity, but who offers nothing in return. You belong with someone outgoing, independent, and creative. Otherwise, you’ll get bored. And then instead of surprising her with flowers or a practical joke, you’ll surprise her by leaving.


CONSIDER: The Window Shopper, The Peach

I heard the news today, Oh boy..

Tuesday, February 3rd, 2004

Woke up.. seriously time-shifted from working a 24 hour day day before yesterday – yesterday.. (as in, punched in at noon, punched out at one). There are still bugs. Well, there always are.

Had really awful dreams last night.. P. moved to some little town in them, and I was saying goodbye and leaving all the blankets with her and it was just really sad..

Bruce came by last night and we talked about design work on the UCM-II, and the possibility of him laying out Scotty. Of course, that involves either me doing a design session on scotty on my own, or getting Lee to move on it – and I gather he’s busy with other things. But I need these modules _today_..

And I still have a bunch of parking meter crap to do, not to mention that database to fix for circle-R (I’ve been working on it.. there’s something wrong with BuildRelevantTags)

Say something relevant, sheer, speaking of relevant tags.

Mike is coming over today. My Stranger ad brought many musicians interested in jamming, but not a single one of them is into electronica. Oh, I take that back, there’s one girl who is. But I gather there aren’t all that many people out there in the wilds into the idea of a electronica jam band..

all in all, life is depressing. Need to clean up house. Need to continue working on parking meters, but am already approaching my cap of $4000 for the mtrax application, and still much to do. Once again, I make bad time estimates and have to eat it. And the new boss is apparently a stickler for getting timing right. Well, I told him 6 weeks for mtrax and etm – I’m _ONE GUY_. I don’t have anyone to handle the administrivia so I can concentrate on coding, I don’t have a test person (H. claims he is but he never tests anything and when he does I get back emails which show he has no clue how the product works – I need a test person who actually makes a effort to understand the software.. but I digress)

The new shell app crashes whenever it’s run in release mode. Which is kind of frustrating because by definition when it’s in release mode ther eis no debugger.

I heard the news today oh boy.. about a lucky man who’d made the grade..

Echoes of dancerboy.