through my rainy windshield v

i hate sports

I want to put my head through a wall right now. Everyone in my department is yammering endlessly about football today. Football! Christ, the season ended only a month ago, and these guys are already speculating and salivating about next season. Why can't I work with people who talk about Mike Patton instead of Peyton Manning? I hate sports with a passion.

Speaking of Mike Patton, I just bought the live DVD of his collaboration with Norwegian composer John Kaada. Do yourself two favors: stop reading my whining, and buy this DVD! Filmed in moody monochrome, the release documents a one-time-only performance at the Roskilde Festival in 2005. And damn, is this band tight! Check out this clip as well as others on YouTube.

Time to take an early lunch and do some deep-breathing meditation. Thanks for letting me vent.

blue peeking through

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the narrow way

screw the majors

This is why I'm glad that the major-label record industry is dying. I guarantee that this debacle is not an isolated incident. Pathetic. Thank you to Audient for pointing this one out.

do you see what i see vi

imaginary album cover iii

...for a concept album about trains, or perhaps a tribute to Jandek...

smile, it's friday

mucho gooso

breaking news

To all those evangelicals, fundamentalists, and Left Behind-readers, I have some bad news for you. The pope just announced that the Rapture already happened over seventy years ago, and you all missed it. The Rapture took place on July 2, 1937, and only one person in all of humanity was deemed worthy to be assumed into the heavens.

Her name was Amelia Earhart.

free the desolate three

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here comes the flood

Ohio weather -- heavy rain in February? Yep.

today is the day

Many thanks to my friend Ron for sending a link to this amazing photo story. Like any great work of art, it's open to many interpretations. I will be thinking about it all day--maybe you will too.

reflecting

embrace the random xxv

What's your Wu Tang name?

mono goose

self portrait

do you see what i see v

Care for a hamburger, Mr. Lizard?

do you see what i see iv

This one gives me the creeps, the willies, and the heebie-jeebies all at the same time.

complete this sentence

A ghost in the hand...

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uneasy being green

The truth behind emerald feces

easy being green

For everyone else who needs to escape from winter bleakness.

blue man group

how i spent yesterday

mile twenty-seven

under milk wood

From the brilliant pen of Dylan Thomas:

Alone in the hissing laboratory of his wishes, Mr Pugh minces among bad vats and Jeroboams, tiptoes through spinneys of murdering herbs, agony dancing in his crucibles, and mixes especially for Mrs Pugh a venomous porridge unknown to toxologists which will scald and viper through her until her ears fall off like figs, her toes grow big and black as balloons, and steam comes screaming out of her navel.

embrace the random xxiv

Linguasso Text Collage

Linguasso (for lingual and Picasso) creates totally random works of art, composed of text and based on varying emotions. It chooses an emotion, then displays associated words and dynamically created sentences in random fonts, sizes, and places.

ghostly residue

friendly ghost

ten strategies for a healthy 2008

1. No more fast food at all, except for Subway. I've been sticking to this plan since mid-December, and it's amazing how much better I feel.

2. No caffeine. Goodbye, Dr. Pepper--you've been a good physician, but now you only prevent a restful night. You're fired.

3. Limited red meat. Mmmmm, tastes like chicken. Oh, that's right--it is chicken.

4. More fruits and veggies. I ignored them more out of laziness than distaste. Hell, I even like lima beans, so I should invite them to dinner more often.

5. No more falling asleep on the sofa watching TV. This odious habit is screwing up my lower back something fierce. Pathetic.

6. Keep walking. I can't let winter weather stop my walking meditations & ambulatory photo sessions. Layers, layers, layers. And a silly knit cap.

7. Early to bed, early to rise. What am I missing late at night? Commercials for Mighty Putty and the Samurai Shank? Exactly.

8. Read more. Healthy body, healthy mind. I failed spectacularly at this one last year, but 2008 is off to a good literary start.

9. Yoga or tai chi. I need a low-impact activity to keep myself from creaking like the proverbial rusty gate. This will be a tough one, as I am often a lazy procrastinating lump of dung. Gotta keep this body moving.

10. Blog more. Creativity and catharsis, the Wonder Twins of mental health. Let it out, rather than bottle it up. Good for me, good for you.

keeping current

now reading:
World War Z by Max Brooks

now listening:
Son de Mar by Piano Magic

now watching:
Kissology Volume 2 DVD

Life is good.

make-believe sunrise

Devastator and I were out shoveling the driveway early this morning--there's my exercise for the day! I did enjoy the smell of someone's fireplace. It reminded me of when I had a paper route in middle school and would be trudging across the tundra at 5:30 am, delivering news to accompany pancakes and sausages (this was the 70's--everyone ate sausage, and lots of it--mmmm, clogged arteries).

Now I have to ski over to work and shovel the walkway there--yay! For all who have only a vista of white today, here is a little bit of color.

resolution revelation

I've been doing a lot of thinking lately about why I failed so miserably at all of my 2007 resolutions. What it comes down to is this: I had vague goals and no clear strategies for achieving them. It's not enough to say that I won't eat fast food--I have to figure out what I'm going to eat in lieu of fast food. It's not enough to say that I'm going to exercise--I have to determine what kinds of exercise, when, and how often.

Variety is going to be essential for me this year. I must vary my meals, vary my exercise, vary my meditations, and so on. When I get bored or fall into a rut, I have the nasty habit of stopping the activity entirely rather than changing the routine just enough to make it satisfying again. This habit must be annihilated.

Happy New Year!

go figure

ufo

prying open my third eye

do you see what i see iii

flower power

go green

do you see what i see ii

through my rainy windshield iv

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puppet shone

through the blinds

under the weather

The only thing worse than being sick is being almost-sick. I have been on the verge of being sick for the past few days, feeling generally crappy but not enough to miss work. There are plenty of symptoms--slight fever, raw throat, stiff joints, sore back, and so on. I could just be really worn down from work, which has been extremely taxing lately. But what if it's something more, like a sinus infection, lurking within my body, fiendishly waiting for the right moment to unleash the full brunt of its malevolence? Oh, what drama, what suspense, what a pain in the ass.

Seriously, I'm betting on exhaustion. Hurray for the upcoming four-day weekend. Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!