Friday, May 9, 2008

Why Does God Hate Me?

All I want to do is have a sweet setup with a computer hooked up to my TV. I can record and pause shows, burn them to DVDs, download stuff and watch it, a ton of cool crap. Some of you may have noticed the "blue screen of death" I posted the other day in the photos. Well, that little nugget of joy preceded about 30 hours of me freaking the fuck out, ripping parts out of one PC to put into another, frenzied Google searches for arcane error message decryption, and finally, utter disgust with both myself and my world.

The bottom line is, here's a lesson for you: the more complicated you make things (in the pursuit of fun) the harder the inevitable fall when things don't work out. I don't know why I'm such a friggin' geek! But I can't help it! It's written into my DNA. I've been tinkering with computers since I was about 6. And that's precisely the problem. I never know when to quit. And so this week has been a blur of swearing at the top of my lungs, followed by pacing around like a mental patient, throwing back shots in the hopes that I'll feel a little better, and basically questioning everything I've come to believe about my own knowledge and intestinal fortitude.

My place looks like a CompUSA traveling on a comet hit a Staples and a laundromat in one fell swoop, and then grazed a liquor store before grinding to a halt in the upper level of the Earth's crust. I feel like a degenerate, my brain hurts, and you know what I have to show for it?

NOTHING.

So I think to make myself feel better, I'm folding this hand, and tomorrow, I'm just buying a new fucking computer to run my crazy television empire, because my sanity is worth about 600-700 bucks, I figure.

I know this is essentially meaningless to everyone else but me, but it was cathartic. And anyone who actually knows me can at least understand. Those of you who can't, well, we should hang out, and then you'll see.

See Fry down there? He looks how my brain feels.

Thursday, May 8, 2008

Brief Thoughts



Bitch.




Damn it.




Feist.




End of the road.




Really?




Aww, Winona!




Pig.




Pretty.




Righteous.




Look at those tiny feet!

Wednesday, May 7, 2008

Summer's Coming...

And so I decided I was going to try a new color palette for this here blog. I had this picture that I took last summer:



and so I wanted to work within those colors, so I spent a large portion of my workday (shhh) playing with Photoshop until I got them just right. And I'm still not convinced. But I do know it's a bit easier on the eyes, contrast wise, so I'm ok with that.

Ugh, it's been a few weeks since I was around here. Gotta sweep up a little.

I'm sure I'll remember something that made me pissed or shoot milk out of my nose soon enough.