Tuesday, December 13, 2011

we have more in common than you think.

There is one trait that 97% of adults have in common. This 97% spans race, orientation, religion, social status, and political affiliation. No matter where a person is from, no matter where they live; this is common between most of us. I truly mean globally.
97% of all adults eyes are 63 millimeters apart off center.

Tuesday, December 06, 2011

powerful words

I awoke, flat on my back; in my mouth, the taste of blood and chocolate. As I opened my eyes, the golden clouds kissed my contracting irises. There were sounds, both terrible and melodious, louder than the roar of silence. Crashing bells took my consciousness to a distant place of standing stones and Cyclopean architecture. A moment lost in a blink took me to the cracked floor of the vault, although now standing perfectly upright. I threw open my arms wide, prostrate to the sunrise; dawn of a new century. The heat of the sun kissed my hair to my toes, bathing me in the aromas of saffron and champagne, tastes that end where they start.

Sunday, November 27, 2011

On "Doing" and the fight to do it

first things first. I am not a fan of protesting. I think that if you feel strongly enough, you should try and create solutions to problems, not just groan about how terrible the situation is. Now, the disparity is still there, it always will be, but I have seen many "help wanted" signs on doors. But on that same note, I had trouble finding a job for a hot minute, and i have a clean background with no felonies and am well educated. It isn't as easy for others with a few strikes against them. But I am not in their shoes, I don't know if they can't find work. Just last night, on the news there was a carpet cleaning crew who was be raided by the news reporter about "does your employer know you are a felon?" and "would you want somebody like that in your home?". So, I imagine that some people don't really want to allow certain types to make money... I guess some people really do want to keep others down.

Sunday, November 06, 2011


Vincent van Gogh's fame may owe as much to a legendary act of self-harm, as it does to his self-portraits. But, 119 years after his death, the tortured post-Impressionist's bloody ear is at the centre of a new controversy, after two historians suggested that the painter did not hack off his own lobe but was attacked by his friend, the French artist Paul Gauguin.

According to official versions, the disturbed Dutch painter cut off his ear with a razor after a row with Gauguin in 1888. Bleeding heavily, Van Gogh then walked to a brothel and presented the severed ear to an astonished prostitute called Rachel before going home to sleep in a blood-drenched bed.

But two German art historians, who have spent 10 years reviewing the police investigations, witness accounts and the artists' letters, argue that Gauguin, a fencing ace, most likely sliced off the ear with his sword during a fight, and the two artists agreed to hush up the truth.

In Van Gogh's Ear: Paul Gauguin and the Pact of Silence, published in Germany, Hamburg-based academics Hans Kaufmann and Rita Wildegans argue that the official version of events, based largely on Gauguin's accounts, contain inconsistencies and that both artists hinted that the truth was more complex.

Van Gogh and Gauguin's troubled friendship was legendary. In 1888, Van Gogh persuaded him to come to Arles in the south of France to live with him in the Yellow House he had set up as a "studio of the south". They spent the autumn painting together before things soured. Just before Christmas, they fell out. Van Gogh, seized by an attack of a metabolic disease became aggressive and was apparently crushed when Gauguin said he was leaving for good.

Kaufmann told the Guardian: "Near the brothel, about 300 metres from the Yellow House, there was a final encounter between them: Vincent might have attacked him, Gauguin wanted to defend himself and to get rid of this 'madman'. He drew his weapon, made some movement in the direction of Vincent and by that cut off his left ear." Kaufmann said it was not clear if it was an accident or an aimed hit.

While curators at the Van Gogh museum in Amsterdam stand by the theory of self-mutilation, Kaufmann argues that Van Gogh dropped hints in letters to his brother, Theo, once commenting : "Luckily Gauguin ... is not yet armed with machine guns and other dangerous war weapons."

Saturday, November 05, 2011

7 months later

thank you ann. Truly, thank you. You have been so important in my life, and I can't imagine where I would be without you. Although I will never see you again in this life, your presence remains. I think of you often, more often than I do of many others who have passed away. You were very important to me. I never knew how important I was to you when you were alive, it was not until your memorial, 20 days after you sent me this email, that I learned how I was almost celebrity status in your life. I never knew I mattered so much, people I never even knew existed were saying things like "now I can put a face to a name" or "Ann was always telling me so much about you." I wish I could have more time with you, but I know exactly what you would say if you heard me say that, that I am a busy man, and you know I was always there when you needed me.
I am glad that before you passed away you got to see that Page and I had rekindled our friendship, and that Page was able to tell you she was pregnant. I am also glad that you got to meet Josh, and that you liked him so much. Your opinion matters to me.
Also, I want to tell you that the photo of you from your younger years is one of two identical copies. I have one and your sister has the other. I have not framed it yet, but I will soon-- I promise.
I miss you very much,
Kevin.

--I never knew I mattered so much


-----Original Message-----
From: Ann Rankin [mailto:portsails@yahoo.com]
Sent: Friday, April 08, 2011 7:49 PM
To: Kevin Duchon
Subject: Nana's desk is yours....

Dear Kevin, The ships are going to a nautical museum outside of Washington, D.C. Nana's desk is yours, free and clear, though. I spoke with Moira, tonight. No one in the family wants it. No one will fight you over it. It belongs to you. Go get it, anytime after this weekend. -- All my love, Ann

Sunday, October 09, 2011

Steve Jobs

So, Steve Jobs is dead. I have two things to say. Firstly, it is ironic that all the mac users think they (their computers) are immune to viruses, but then their elected god died of a virus. The second part, I do not understand why anyone that I know is sad. They did not know him. He did not know them. The likelihood of anyone I know knowing someone who actually knew him is slim at best.

Save your tears for those who loved you back. You do not cry for death you cry for a broken relationship. And so I allow you tonight, just briefly, a moment to step back and say "where is the love, Kevin?" or "How can you be so cold."

The memorial:
At Apple headquarters in Cupertino, Calif., tonight, people were hugging and crying. Candles were being lit around an iPad with a picture of Jobs on the screen, and observers very quietly stood and looked at the memorial.

Really? An iPad? I'll take a painting please. For one time in their lives they could have taken their heads out of their asses long enough to realize that an apple product isn't always the best way to do something.

I feel the need to expand, it isn't Steve Jobs that I am hating on. It is the insane following and crying for a guy who created products for consumers, not technological advances. Celebrate Brahmagupta and Pingala, they did nothing to please consumers for profit, only gave to the technological world. He was a for-profit man, who started as a computer engineer and strayed from that by age 26 to fill the coffers.

Monday, September 26, 2011

Two into One

"...and the heavens shall tremble as furious angels drag you back to me."

Saturday, September 24, 2011

Apples


I expressed my incredulity to the shop's assistant, who coldly noted that he did not like my implication. He insisted that every article in the emporium was genuine—no fakes, imitations, or cheap knock-offs.

I must have appeared unconvinced, for the assistant narrowed his eyes at me and disappeared into the bowels of the shop, returning several minutes later. He removed the jar of pickled apples from its display case, and proceeded to carefully, reverentially, remove the wax seal from the lid of the jar.

I watched with fascination as the jar was opened, and a single, rosy apple pulled from it. It looked as if it had been picked just that day, at the peak of ripeness. With a paring knife, the assistant cut the tiniest sliver of flesh from the apple and presented it to me.

The flavor of that one small sliver was astonishing. It was as close to a perfect apple as ever there was. I was experiencing the essence of every apple ever eaten, and that ever will be eaten. When it was over, the sense of loss that filled me was sharp enough to move me to tears.

The rest of the apple was returned to the jar, which was then resealed. I paid five sovereigns for that single taste, and I believe I got the better part of the bargain.

—From the letters of Brother Ferdinand Genitivi to Sister Petrine, Chantry scholar

Monday, September 19, 2011

Black and White

Sometimes there is black and white. You can't totter on the line, choose a side. See, when you mix black and white you get gray. And no matter how much white you add back in, all you're going to get is gray.

Sunday, September 18, 2011

Total trim-back

I pruned my oldest Desert Rose plant this evening. Now it is almost the same size as when I bought it, but rather than having 2 shoots, it has 6!

... still no flowers, though...

Saturday, September 10, 2011

wish every day

If I had one wish per day, for the rest of my life, I would spend them all on you.

I wrote that, it is a Kevin original. But the funny thing is, it didn't begin like that. It was originally much closer to, "Today I would wish for you, but only if I got one wish per day for the rest of my life." Much less endearing.

Moral: if you must make a big decision, don't blow your wad on a bad result.

Thursday, September 08, 2011

as a whole


sufh uad U rhii theoa a theot and be lgue to inceur all the tryi ther l aowe nas firsshe on. I woll be reyye woe. tjh aso tjea o jae aowais wanroe ap jwrrp wlla. And they will all regret what they did to me.

Sunday, September 04, 2011

On the Forum

"Oh my. It is strange how you don't really think about those we talk to on here as PEOPLE. Obviously we are all people, but there is a feeling of infallibility to everyone on here. If someone is suddenly not posting, we expect that they are busy doing something else. I hope that others share a feeling of loss, by that I mean I hope that we are able to remember (gently) that we are all real people."
I posted this on the Forum. It was brought to my attention that Frosty (a man I have known for more than 10 years) passed away in his sleep.
Moral: everyone out there is a real person. They have lovers and mothers. You are a real person, who HAS touched loves. Even if you don't think you matter, you would be missed if gone.

Friday, September 02, 2011

old friends and new

I have many friends, more than I can keep track of. I don't mean that to sound cocky, I mean that as a bad thing. The problem with knowing a lot of people is that you "know" them all, you aren't "friends" with most of them. And many people are the same way, those who I consider close might think differently about me. And so, as I go through the list and have to pick 12 people to invite to a party, it is clear; some of the top 12 people that I want to invite wouldn't come. Terrible? At first I thought so. But I am not too insulted. Some people I know are too busy, some are too far, some are not compatible with other people, others have track records of not showing up.

So, as I lick these envelopes, I am forced to decide who to send them to. I have the 12 people. I just need 4 more addresses.

Moral: After a while you stop inviting them. You just don't bother anymore. It isn't about a party, it is about your life. So Jason, I hope that this story about my life sheds clarity on yours. Forget about her, she isn't worth your effort.

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

31SW

[quote="KC2MDP"]The only real solution is to get rid of all that cr^pola. After all.... 30 years ago Cigaretts were considered safe. And today in most places you can't even do that anymore. Get rid of all that garbage, it does nobody any good.[/quote]

The following statement sounds like I am trying to be funny, but I am being very serious. So serious, that to avoid confusion, I wrote this sentence explaining how serious I am.
There is a direct link between people who use the word "crapolla" and those people feeling like they know better than everyone else. And these people are always conservative individuals. Do not try and prove me wrong, for 1000 men cannot prove me so as I am right. It has to do with a feeling that using actual profanity is barbaric and crude and a fear of backlash that will result from being forward about their emotions in a ratio more appropriately scaled to how strongly they feel.
I would know, one of them sends me such things at least once a month.

Moral: I am just as bad as they are. I just use words that spellcheck doesn't underline. I think I have all the answers, but at least every once in a while I step back and say "How sure am I that I am right?". I must be wrong sometimes, the shear numbers of the situation mandate it.

Sunday, August 21, 2011

contacts

I made a new friend, and he made a recommendation; I have always wanted two different colored eyes, and now (Michael C.) I can. He made a recommendation for colored contacts, a specific recommendation. I can keel the freckle on my eye.

Moral: you can change things about yourself, but be wise. You are who you are. make a change slowly and deliberately, and don't loose yourself. Not a freckle, not a blemish, not a single thing about your that you like.

Tuesday, August 09, 2011


Thank you FLORIDA and KENTUCKY!! Florida and Kentucky are the first states that will require drug testing when applying for welfare, effective July 1st. Some people are crying this "unconstitutional" . How is this unconstitutional? It's OK to drug test people who work for their money, but not those who don't?

fixing what isn't broke pt. 2

I ordered a plant light. Far less invasive than re-potting all the plants and it should help with blooms.

Wednesday, August 03, 2011

fixing what isn't broke

I have several plants, all of which are growing very fast. Faster than they probably should be, to the point that they are disproportionately tall and too narrow. I was going to repot them into soil that was less fertile, but then i realized, "so what?". Big deal if my plants are not the same as everyone else's, they seem to be healthy enough. Plus now I can bend them into weird shapes.

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

obama

They might think they've got a pretty jump shot or a pretty good flow, but our kids can’t all aspire to be LeBron or Lil Wayne. I want them aspiring to be scientists and engineers, doctors and teachers, not just ballers and rappers. I want them aspiring to be a Supreme Court justice. I want them aspiring to be President of the United States of America.

moral: he did it, and he wants them to, also.

Sunday, July 17, 2011

in a nutshell

promoted job, bigger portfolio, smaller desire to help those who won't help themselves, and I have been doing pull ups every day.

Thursday, June 23, 2011

furious Angels

I am lucky to have a wide range of music available to me. One song that I have been listening to a lot recently is called "furious Angels". It is essentially about a man in love with a destructive woman (or man, the song doesn't really say) and his description of how the love has effected him. Bu providing violent imagery such as a piece of metal between his ribs or a dirty needle and a blow to the head the artist, Rob Dougan, shows that love is dirty.
I mention this on the blog because I agree; love is dirty and sometimes we feel like those we love are in a position to do so much damage that we know God Himself will call for the protection of you when they hurt you. This is of course an exaggeration, if you think that god will keep you together than you have a view of micromanaging on a macro scale.
Moral: love can hurt, so be nice to each other.

Saturday, June 11, 2011

There is only one difference between a madman and me. I am not mad.

Thursday, June 09, 2011

on straight boys

oh, alas. I have met my match. I mean that in reference to the situation, not any person. I have recently been ever so lucky to change jobs from a dreadful department store to a fun businessman's boutique. With this position I have been introduced to several upstanding fellows, 4 above the rest. We will simply go by their first initials; Ja., Jo., Mi., and We., in no particular order (albeit alphabetical). With each I have shared something great. With We. I find myself reduced to giggles at every turn. He has a lively humor that makes any dry humor pale in comparison. Mi. is by far the most stern of the lot, however from him I have seen that there is a directness with people you must maintain. I mean that with regards to me, personally. Through his frank analysis of every situation I could encounter I am prepared and readied for everything that could ever happen to me. Then there is Jo.! He and I share so much of the same past, and we always have something to talk about. I am not exaggerating in saying that he spends more time with me in the confines of those walls than anyone else. And we always have something to say to each other, weather it be work related or not.
And then we come to Ja.... Who I initially disliked. Yes, it is true. I can not even remember why, but it does not matter. Then there was also the short time that he disliked me, which I assume doesn't matter to him anymore, either. We are now very close. We talk endlessly about topics that just reaffirm we are both like minded, every conversation seems to be a compliment to the tastes and choices of the other. Thank God he isn't gay, otherwise we would both probably think the other is coming onto us. We, and he agrees with this, have a frightening number of things in common. It is kind of funny to see what I would be if I were straight. The answer: I would be exactly the same as I am right now, only I would like boobs.*

*not that boobs are bad, they just aren't very motivating.

Sunday, June 05, 2011

Eulegy

I knew my grandma in the same way as many of you here, and many of us have a several wonderful memories that we will share later today. I would like to share one right now, though. At my grandfather, Joseph Duchon's, funeral I was very upset, it was the first time when I was able to understand grieving. I was terribly sad, but I remember that at the reception she asked me to sit next to her and spoke to me about grief. She told me that it was alright to be upset, because that helps you to accept death. And now I remind you of the lesson she taught me. It is alright to be upset. Grieve fully, and whole heartedly. Hurt deeply and release wailing cries. But do not let yourself be consumed by grief. You must allow the course of sorrow to end into acceptance of the death.

Wednesday, June 01, 2011

Back burner


I am in charge of a theater group. I picked it up as a... not a hobby, but I did not plan on fully devoting myself to it. It is a community that doesn't really support my decisions and is full of underachievers. I know that is harsh, but it is true. They would not have gotten nearly this far without me. I know that sounds cocky, infact; it is. I am cocky. I created the theater group, fully intending to hand it off to someone else when it took flight. So far... nobody has proven good enough.
Now, I also have my own company. Pure Illumination Lighting is my real baby. THAT is what I truly am devoted to. I love it, much more than a community theater in an area that I don't even live where every decision is question and all my efforts are slowed by those who surround me. In my company, I am final decision, nobody can counter me. I can do whatever I want.

I am just frustrated. I want both to succeed, really. But I can't support the weight of both. As PI grows, like it has been, I am not going to be able to do both. Yes, it is unfair to the theater group, but they are not trying nearly as hard as I am. I feel that i am not exaggerating in saying that I put more of my time and money (gas isn't cheap and I live 25 miles away) into it than all of the others. I am followed closely by another, but she also doesn't live in the community. We were asked recently by a member of the arts council if the area even wants us to be there. I am starting to doubt it.

Moral: a man cannot have two masters nor two true loves. He may love both, but one will triumph over the other. He must realize this and put his efforts accordingly.

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

biting

Biting is great. It is like kissing, only there's a winner.
Moral: I'm not saying that life is a competition, but in most things... somebody comes out ahead.

Sunday, May 08, 2011

you shouldn't not do something just because everyone else is not doing it. If nobody else jumped off a bridge, would you not not do it either?!?

Tuesday, May 03, 2011

Ganzfeld effect

Basically, you are able to gently bring on a lucid dream without falling asleep. Take a pingpong ball and cut it in half. Place these two halves over your eyes, tape then down using medical tape (it won't cause chaffing). then you get 60 mins of white noise and a red light. Position the light so that you are looking directly into it while you lay down. Start the white noise and just lay there... and wait...

On Osama Bin Laden

I'll bet you that somewhere in the world there is a TV news station showing a bunch of American's jumping around like girls gone wild with he caption "US extremists gloat over their murder of a religious leader" or something like that. Many lives were lost due to Bin Laden, but it seems that the only one within the last decade puts the US behind the trigger. Go ahead and hate on me for calling a spade a spade and saying that it is wrong to rejoice over the death of someone. I agree that the killing was a correct move in warfare. I truly do. But the fact that people seem so happy about it is kinda terrible. The US government knew Americans would rejoice. But this only paints a target on our asses. Perhaps they shouldn't have released the news.
It was necessary, but we should not be rejoicing.

Thursday, April 28, 2011

Haircut

I got a haircut today from the same woman who has cut my hair for the past 6 months or so. I got there and her assistant (the Asian lady who does nails) washed my hair, and then the hairdresser came in and proceeded to cut my hair. She asked me "you want same thing as last time?" through her accent. I said, "yes", and she proceeded to cut my hair and make small talk. It seemed like she was cutting rather close, but I trusted that she remembered how I wanted it since she asked if I wanted what I got last time. Shortly later she took me over to the sink and rinsed out my hair in the basin and then let me style it myself. It wasn't my haircut. I assume she must have confused me with another client, since all white people look alike. the haircut looks great, really accents my face, and makes me look kinda buff; but it isn't MY haircut.
The point is, although I do look great, it isn't really "me". Your haircut says something about you, just as much as what you wear or how girls do their makeup. Everything that you let the world sees says something about you. Even things you don't choose on a daily basis (thin/fat, white/black, your job, your friends, your car) say something about you.
Moral: make sure that every detail you show the world accurately reflects you.

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

busy

I have very busy as of recent. That is all.

Wednesday, April 06, 2011

Childhood perspective on Taxing

This is from my friends facebook note.


Jimmy and Johnny are both two brothers who work hard for their father. However, as Johnny is 3 years older and has more experience with the work and political power in the family decisions, he gets paid more by a large amount.

The time now comes when Jimmy and Johnny get their monthly earnings. Jimmy makes $100 for the work he has done, Johnny get $500.

That month there was unfortunately an issue with the household's water bill and while Jimmy may use a little less water than Johnny, they are charged a different percentage of their earnings.

Well, I suppose this sounds fair, I mean, Johnny does make more and use more resources, why shouldn't he be charged more than Jimmy?

Guess again...

Jimmy is charged 15% of his earnings while Johnny is only charged 5%.

Let's do this math... 15% of Jimmy's earnings is $15 of his money while 5% of Johnny's earnings is $25.

Well, you say, Johnny still does pay more than Jimmy, so why do we care?

Jimmy is now left with $85 of money and Johnny has $475. Both did the same amount of work, but Jimmy was charged more in percentage so Johnny could choose to invest his money into some of the new furniture his parents want to buy to make the house a better place to live.

Johnny also has the decision to blow it all on a new game system for himself....

Johnny thinks to himself "Do I want to spend my extra money on myself for an awesome gaming system or do I want to spend some of it on furniture the whole family can share?"

Which do you think Johnny will choose, the new furniture for the whole family (with a little money left over, equal to his brother's) or the new game system for himself?

He will most likely choose the gaming system, it does seem like it's better for him, right?

Now Jimmy is stuck in the family room of their house with no couch. His parents then ask if he would be willing to chip in his money for the couch instead of the books he wanted to buy. (I mean, he can always get them at the library, right?)

So Jimmy buys the couch with his parents and now gets his books for free from the library.

One day, on his way to the library, he gets mugged and beaten up for reading Huckleberry Finn since it historically has the "N-word" in it.

Of course, this is while his older brother is safe at home, playing an even more racist Italian mafia game where he kills hookers, cops, and gangster guys for money.

The End

Friday, April 01, 2011

onions

People are complex. they really are. It is important to understand that there is more under the surface than what you see. People are like onions, they have layers. Shrek (Dreamworks studios) has as scene were the title character is describing himself as complex. This same sort of metaphor is used in a short story I read as a high school student. The idea that if you peel back the layers of a person, you will see something different. The only problem... if you peel back the layers of an onion, you just find more onion. Sometimes people are the exact same on the inside as they are on the outside.
Moral. Let people show you that they can be different, but don't be too shocked if you don't' see a change.

Thursday, March 31, 2011

A. Can I tell you something personal?
B. I mean, we're in the shower together, you can say whatever you want.

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Vowes from a bridezilla

Promise to love you, to cherish you, to honor you. but not to obey you, because that's misogynistic and egotistic and who do you think you are, a sea captain? However I do entrust you with my heart , take care of my heart won't you please. take care of it because it is all I have to give you. And if you let me I'll take care of your heart too. I 'll protect it and tend to it like a little stray.

Sunday, March 20, 2011

Remember

I gave you all some advice a while ago, or it wasn't really advice. Simply I said, "You can laugh, or you can cry, but you can not ignore." I am in a position in my life right now where I am brought to tears. My friend has been fighting cancer for the past several years. I truely thought that you would make it. And I never thought that I would be preparing for your death this young. It isn't fair, and everyone keeps agreeing with me on that, but it I know that she is not taken by surprise. I thought it was going so well, I thought that it was going into remission, and that she was going to have a long life. But then just as suddenly as ever could be possible, a complete change for the worst... she is in a hospice now. She will never leave. I will never take her to go fly one of the kites I built, and she will not be going to a park to play with Ada or Nadine (dogs). She wanted those things, and maybe she thought that if she kept a good outlook they would happen. I deep down think that it wasn't going well for a very long time, and that she knew. I wonder if she was telling us that it was going well to keep our hope alive and to keep her own alive. She chose to laugh, not cry. And chose for us to laugh, not cry. She wanted joy and relief. She was not ignoring it, I don't think. She was going for regular scans and all that. There was no pretending it wasn't happening.
I have never had to prepare for a friend of MINE die. Friends of family have died, but none where I have felt so alone. My family knows Ann, but none of them as well as I do. I am already thinking about the future, and what needs to happen. I suppose that is how you know i am growing up, I am making sure that all the things that need to get done are getting down before I start to get all emotional. People around me know that I am an emotional person. They think I am taking it hard now... but I am a wailer. Short of my grandfather... I don't think I have ever felt this much loss before, or am expecting to feel this much loss. I already feel like she is gone, but without the relief of closure.
I am going to go see her tomorrow in a hospice. I just don't know what is going to happen. I am worried that i am going to spend the whole time crying. And that isn't going to accomplish anything. I am worried that she isn't going to be the same Ann that I know, like she isn't going to be suddenly made of glass; fragile. I am making ice cream for her, and taking several small cups of it tomorrow, I have never been so unsure about how it will come out. Normally it is OK if it is a little off, but it has to be perfect tomorrow. What if she can't eat it, or something? I will feel like I missed the chance to give it to her, I was too late. I missed you when you were healthy enough to fully enjoy life. I was too busy putting my own shit first to do enough with you. I missed out on you.

I was lookign through my computer, for a good picture of Ann to put as the image to this post. iodn't even have one. How shitty of a friend am I? I don't even have a photo of her, I knew the woman for almost seven years and I don't have one dam picture of her.

Sunday, March 13, 2011

USB 3.0 vs Thunderbolt

Both technologies are from intel, and both are very fast. Fast enough to outrun even the fastest Solid State Drives. The fastest SSD I could find could write at around 650 megabytes, this is slower than the transfer speeds of both USB 3.0 and Thunderbolt. So really it is just like the Bluray vs HD DVD. My guess is that USB 3.0 will win because people already have the technology that will fit it. The only thing that I see changing that, Apple is already carrying the thunderbolt connector. That mean 10% of the market has/will have it, and 30% more will desire to have it. That is nearly half...
Now, although it can't be utilized, the thunderbolt is faster, and it can be even faster if the technology swaps out copper conductors for optical ones. But as a fast connection is only important in the case of a large file transfer, and you will be transferring between harddrives... it isn't going to get anywhere near that speed anytime soon.

Wednesday, March 09, 2011

On gay boys

I am gay, no I really am... I am just not good at it. I just watched a movie about a Single Man. That was the title of the movie, A Single Man. It explores the life of a suicidal gay man after his lover dies. The basic story of his life is that he was with a woman in his teens and early 20s, then fell in love with a man. She became his best friend and then she married and had a son. They were both happy for many years, until her husband left her and his lover died in a terrible auto accident. Her son grew up and left her also. They were left alone together, both too damaged to do much of anything.
But that is not the point of my post. I write, today, to make a declaration. I choose love. Always choose love. Never accepting to be alone. Always looking for the comfort of a friend or lover.

Wednesday, March 02, 2011

Equipment

The most important piece of equipment is your shield. If you must choose between a sword and a shield, choose the shield. This gives you more options. You can choose fight or flight. With a sword, your only option is fight.

Monday, February 28, 2011

for fat people

Diet tips from a thin guy to fat people. Feel free to send me hate mail, I can take it. But my response will be “which tip didn’t work for you?”. I am not writing this in a nice way (I can write very nicely, just see the rest of the blog.) I am writing this in a way that is meant to be rude and straight forward. So don’t be such a softie.
1. Make a commitment and just do it. Planning is just disguised procrastination. I am right. You hate me for it. Besides, how often have you felt good from finishing a plan of a diet… just imagine how nice it would have been to have a feeling of accomplishment a week prior, because you were happy to see that you ACTUALLY lost weight. Make a decision and start with your next meal. And if your house doesn’t have any healthy food, go out to eat. YOU NEED TO START IMMEDIATELY! No time for grocery shopping. I am impulsive, but I have follow through. You won’t die if you are hungry for an hour, and you don’t need to binge at the first sign of a tummy growl. For most fat people, it is your stomach in control at this point, not you.
2. Stressing about what you eat makes you think too much about it. Rather than depriving yourself of something (woe is me…) just think, that is not going to make me fat if I don’t eat it. It is like the sign at Jimmy Johns (that terribly bland sub shop) “Free smells”. Feel free to sniff anything you want, but realize your ass is only going to get bigger if you eat it. So, view dessert as something that will make you fat, not “a nice way to finish a meal”
3. Make your own schedule. Make it convent and plan your meals. Too busy to plan your meals? Did you see Glee last week? Yeah it was pretty awesome. But you could have skipped it and written out your meals. Were you too tired to do anything active? Well, what is making you so tired? Work? I know you work 14, 16, 18 hour days. I am sure that you are working 14 hours a day Monday through Friday and then working 16 hours every Saturday and Sunday at a different job to pay the rent. It has been months since you had a day off. I know that everyone reading this is in that position and can’t possibly spare 2 hours create a meal plan and exercise schedule for the next month.
4. Every little bit helps, there are plenty of ways to account for 100 calories or more
a. Park farther away (a few blocks away), or get off the bus a stop or two early. This little bit of walking (especially if you force yourself to walk briskly) will trim you down. If you are shopping, speed walk the whole time. (this can be done during any solo activity)
b. Drink less soda and more water. Oh, and diet soda is worse than regular soda, because it is a false sense of achievement. You aren’t doing anything different, it is a lie! You are a fool if you think a diet soda will help you lose weight. If you need flavor, add lemon, or lime, or orange, or cucumber, or mint, or something. Once you get used to this, you won’t crave soda. (which has a 600-1000% mark up in restaurants)
c. Wash your car by hand, shovel snow often (actually it isn’t so bad if you are used to it, and you hate it less (but for God’s sake, stretch you back first)), mow your lawn with a push mower (much greener, too), work you garden by hand, take your bike to errands (not to work, that will make you all sweaty and gross and you will get fired and then eat your feelings). It isn’t hard to combine chores with exercise. General rule of thumb, if it is harder/ more strenuous, that is the option that will help you lose weight.
d. Bring snacks in your purse or backpack (yup, I used to carry a backpack everywhere I went, because I didn’t have a car and had to walk/bike/ bus everywhere I went. Now I carry a soft leather briefcase-bag-thing). Bringing your own snacks will let you choose healthy things and you won’t buy candy bars. Now that I have a car, there is a can of nuts in there. I have a handful just before I turn my car on, just out of habit now… actually pretty awesome. This is also portion control, so only eat one at a time. Never eat two of these snacks within an one hour of each other.
e. Use fat free milk instead of whole milk will cut calories and your cholesterol. Seriously. I am amazed at how many fat people don’t do this. I drink whole milk because I can… but you can’t—so don’t.
f. Walk to a restaurant for dinner rather than driving there. I understand that you are socially obligated to eat out, and that ordering a low calorie meal when surrounded by people who think you should do so can be embarrassing. So if you must fulfill everyone’s expectations and consume 1350 calories in one sitting, walk off at least 100 calories of it before hand in secret by walking there. You can also walk to get lunch rather than eating in the break room.
g. Stand up while you eat. I kid you not. One tiny little change will make your gut feel better while it digests and you will find yourself doing other things while eating (like wandering around your house or other strange things). Plus you won’t shovel food four inches from the plate to your mouth.
h. If you are forced by society to eat something you know is bad for you (birthday cake, etc), then leave half of it on your plate. Self control, bitches.
i. Make a conscious effort to eat more vegetables and fruit, but really veggies are better than fruit. This will help you eat less heavier foods and junk foods. This will help you feel better as well.
j. You can’t be on the move all the time, sometimes you want to watch TV. I get it. But do bicep curls of sit ups while you do that. Then you won’t like TV as much. And maybe you will go for a walk and get to see this amazing High Definition, Surround Sound thing called “Outside”. It also features massive multiplayer action for gamers out there.
k. While walking (not running, this could be very dangerous if you mess up your timing) try whistling or singing to yourself. This will strengthen your lungs.
l. Basketball, football, and soccer are all great, but they are a little intimidating (they are undeniably athletic and not fun if you are remotely out of shape). Try swimming (and you might get a tan), rollerblading, kayaking, biking. Or if you are more aggressive, try paintball; you will be amazed at how good you can be at outrunning that little ball.
m. I suppose you could put on a weight belt or weight vest. Try that. Could work, all that extra weight will force every motion to be more strenuous.
n. Turkey instead of red meat. But, this only works in a few cases. It doesn’t taste as good, but with enough seasonings, it is good, but still different.
5. Eat less fat, more protein, and less sugar. There is 3,500 calories in a pound of fat. In a pound of YOUR fat. Not just in fat intake through diet. If you keep eating the same things you eat right now, you would have to burn of 500 more calories everyday to lose a pound a week. So, better to just keep it out of your body in the first place. Protein on the other hand is the most important macro nutrient (oh, you didn’t think I knew what I was talking about… that I was just some bitch thin guy who doesn’t like fat people…) I am not talking about the Atkins Diet, but he was onto something. Over doing it is terrible. Proteins help you feel full and that makes you eat less. You should eat 2 grams of protein per 1 kilogram of lean body weight**. Men need more than women. I need 120 grams according to the formula. And yes, you do have to do this in kilograms. As for sugar, cut out the unnatural sugars. There is nothing more than calories in these. Fructose, on the other hand, in fruit is a slowly released sugar, so if you need something sweet, try this thing called a banana (one of the cheapest, cleanest (you only eat the inside so you don’t need to wash it), and greenest (no packaging) fruits on the market).
6. Eat more often. You have heard this, I am sure, and seen skinny people doing it. Yes, we do eat a lot. We can, because we are always doing it. Our bodies don’t think we are starving through a cold winter, and aren’t slowing our metabolisms to survive it. It is always autumn harvest in my body. Your body equates dieting with starvation, as does your mind. And don’t skip breakfast, or lunch. Really if you HAD to skip a meal (or substitute a snack for a meal) it should be dinner. You don’t need all that in when you sleep. A lean body isn’t a 50 gallon gas tank that you can dump 45 gallons of gas into and access whenever you need to. That is a fat body. A thin body is a 10 gallon tank, you have to fill it more often, but don’t put as much in it.
7. If you feel like a wake up call is in order, save all your food wrappers/boxes/bags. Add them up at the end of the week (not the end of the day). Don’t just write them down and throw them away after each meal, rinse them out and stack them up till Sunday. You will be amazed to see.
8. Get rid of your scale. It isn’t your friend. Plus, it doesn’t know you well enough to tell you how your cloths fit. If your muffin top can’t fit into something, it doesn’t matter what you weigh. If you can bring yourself to look in the mirror, really look at yourself and see if you are loosing weight. Once you start to see it, it won’t be so bad.
9. “A handful” is the best measurement. You don’t really need to eat more than that at a time of anything. You can eat three handfuls of three different things at a meal, but not of the same thing, I can easily fit a microwave meal into three handfuls (and this is what you need to avoid).
Bonus: . Don’t buy clothes that don’t fit, planning on being able to fit into them some day. They will just take up space that could be better used. The only advantage of buying the wrong size is that you have to lift them every time you want to move them, so maybe you will burn 50 calories from moving a whole wardrobe’s worth. They are not motivators, they are not going to stay in style while you lose weight, and they are not flattering if you do manage to SQUEEZE into them.

There, now tat you read the whole thing, I can tell you that I didn't put this up to be a dick, and not to spread hate or the idea that fat people are just lazy. A lot of this content was inspired by diet sites, but my twist on it as a thin guy adds something to it. I do not think I am better than anybody, but society pressures you to be thin. Don't shoot the messenger, especially if the messenger is bringing ideas of ways that you can help yourself. Try any or all of these tips. But, if you don't do anything, you are not going to change. It is that "if" word.

**Lean Body Weight (men) = (1.10 x Weight(kg)) - 128 x ( Weight2/(100 x Height(m))2)
Lean Body Weight (women) = (1.07 x Weight(kg)) - 148 x ( Weight2/(100 x Height(m))2)

Sunday, February 13, 2011

A ghost

Last night I woke up and saw the ghost of Gloria Gaynor at the end of my bed.

At first I was afraid. I was petrified!

Apple

I just had a group interview at Apple. It was very nice, best part is: I had more in common with the people who already worked there than the other applicants. The other applicants had nothing but great things to say about macs, and were all evangelical apple users, and they all wanted to own one of everything in that store.
I on the other hand found myself bitting my tongue a lot, but only at what the other applicants were saying. I really think I stand a chance at getting the job.

Thursday, February 10, 2011


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Message from my father, who is retiring

just came back from a 45 min. walk around the neighborhood and got to thinking about things that happened in the last many years. In my carrer I have been bit by dogs,mosquitos,spiders,geese. Itched from mosquitos,posion ivy and dirt. Been shot at and missed my truch was shot at and hit,I have been pulled into excavation holes by cables and ropes, fallen into ditches by not jumping far enough, got soaked in the rain, frozen in the cold, came home smelling like a sewer,manure,sweat and grease. worn out many pairs of jeans, boots, gloves,shirts and tools. Driven over 200,000 miles on seven trucks and can look back on all of it as an adventure that changed every day. I got to thinking on my walk that now my adventures will be for relaxing and goofing off, no more having to scrape the ice off windows at 530am.No more 5am alarms, no more middle of the night phone calls with somekind of emergency where I needed to get to the cable right away. No more big ugly truck in the front of the house.Only getting up, having coffee,packing my fishing or hunting gear and doing what I really enjoy......being outside. Seems I've been outside all my life but just did'nt realize it. Well, enough for now as it is time for coffee, putting my feet up and getting ready for the super bowl. In less than 14 days my life is going to change....yoohoooooooo!!!
Good Ol Dad

Wednesday, February 09, 2011

Today's Assignment

Today's Assignment; Imagine who you are ten years from now and write a letter to yourself.

I will post all submissions, so just use your fist name or initials or something.

Tuesday, February 08, 2011

law abiding citizen

I believe in morality, which is doing right regardless of what I am told... not laws, which is doing what I'm told regardless of what is right.

Monday, February 07, 2011

Thursday, February 03, 2011

Today

Today is a great day for falling in love.
--Taio Cruz

Moral; you've heard me say it before, and I will say it again. "Give love a chance."

Saturday, January 22, 2011

Friday, January 21, 2011

My gingersnap cookies

2 1/2 c. flour
4 tsp. ground ginger
1 tsp. baking soda
3/4 tsp. cinnamon
1 tsp. cloves
1/4 tsp. salt
3/4 c. butter
1 c. sugar
1 egg
1/4 c. molasses
Up to 1/4 c. water as needed


Combine sugar and butter. Add egg then molasses. Stir in dry ingredients and water (good luck stirring without it); shape into 1 1/2 inch balls. Roll in sugar. Place on ungreased cookie sheet. Bake at 350 degrees 10 to 15 minutes.

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Sunday, January 16, 2011

opportunities

They come along everyone once in a while, often just by chance or luck. For example, a friend of mine was just offered a job (a "real" (end air quotes) job) at a teeshirt company. She is likely going to turn it down because it doesn't fit into her plans, and I personally feel she should, but that is not my place to say. Anyway, this chance truly came out of nowhere. A man walked up to her and felt she would be good for it. I was jealous for a moment. I truly was, but I refused to let those negative feelings enter my mind. So I pushed them out. And now I am being asked to help with a community theater project. I might be the leader of it. holy fuck. What the hell am I getting myself into? But, if you read regularly, you will know that I am a man of "doing" and that I often tell people that they will usually regret not doing something more than they regret taking an opportunity. This sort of thing can only be a good thing, because if it a bad thing, I will not let myself get sucked into it. I know how to keep myself safe legally and safe financially. And I might really be doing something great here. But time will tell.
I also received two very good leads on jobs via text message from a family member. One would be a very large step up in my life. I could quit my two current jobs if I got it. The other is a small step up.

Moral: good things happen to good people, and patience is virtue. But there is no harm in giving it a little nudge.

Thursday, January 13, 2011

The Bleeding Vlad

4 parts Campari, 3 parts Bombay Sapphire, 2 parts Lime= The Bleeding Vlad. it has a beautiful bitter undertone with a floral foreground.
This is the drink I invented yesterday. I thought it was a gimlet, but apparently a gimlet is gin, a spot of lime, and soda. So as I confirmed with the bar tender what I wanted I said, "oh, that isn't the gimlet I want. I want gig, campari, and lime. No soda." So alas, the Bleeding Vlad was born. just like the squeaky clean martini (a certain San Francisco girl and I disagree on what a squeaky clean martini is).

Sunday, January 09, 2011

Is it OK for your boyfriend to...

Response to an email:

Dear B-----,
It sounds like you love your boyfriend very much, but I can not tell you what is acceptable behavior between you. Have you talked to him about your opposition to him masturbating? And to what degree do you opposite it? Ask yourself what you expect of him, and go from there. Make sure that you both have a clear understanding of where he stands. But ultimately, it is his body, you can't force him to give up masturbation no more than he can force you to have sex every time he feels a lingering in his loins. You might nag and coax, but you musn't force.

It is ok for your boyfriend to...
Masturbate with just his imagination?
Masturbate with the aid of searched images or videos of no particular person on the internet free of charge?
Masturbate with images or videos of no particular person he has saved/ downloaded from the internet free of charge?
Masturbate with the aid of images or videos of a particular model/person (who he has no contact with) on the internet free of charge?
Masturbate using images/ videos of no particular person from the internet that he paid a subscription fee for?
Masturbate using images of a particular model/ person (who he has no contact with) that he paid for?
Masturbate with the aid of a free of charge chat style (text based) communication with a person who is a random stranger, if no further contact will be made?
Masturbate with the aid of a free of charge chat style (text based) communication with a person who is a random stranger, further contact is possible?
Masturbate to a one way video chat (he is not seen by the model/person) where he is able to communicate (text) with the model/ person? (These are all pay services)
Masturbate with a stranger in a two way video chat situation, if no further contact will be made?
Masturbate with a stranger in a two way video chat situation, further contact is possible?
Masturbate with a random stranger in person?
Masturbate with a person who is not a stranger?
Have oral sex with a stranger for free?
Have oral sex with a stranger in a payment system?
Have oral sex with a person who is not a stranger for free?
Have vaginal/anal sex with a stranger for free?
Have vaginal/anal sex with a stranger in a payment system?
Have vaginal/anal sex with a person who is not a stranger for free?


Where do you draw the line for someone you love? Where do you draw the line for yourself? And where do you think he draws the line?

Good luck!
P.S. make sure you practice safe sexual habits. Pregnancy and diseases DO HAPPEN.

Saturday, January 08, 2011

lessons

I think that i just learned something important... I am not sure how to say this, but there are bad people out there in the world. I mean, you all know that, but there are people that are a different kind of evil... a personal evil. They want others to be angry or sad. Why? I am not sure. But, just be warned. There are people who just want to hurt you.

Monday, January 03, 2011

Water Tank

I would say "fish tank" but there are no fish in it. I have solved my filtration problem in the simplest way possible... two filters working in parallel. Anyone who knows me personally knows my computer, Sheila. Sheila is a testament to my philosophy on problem solving; bigger is usually better, and redundant is always a good idea. In this case, both applied to the fish tank problem. I have been trying to get a single pump to filter an appropriate sized tank with a astronomical sized piping system. By using a second filter pump, I can eliminate 75% of the piping, AND cut down the load by half (actually more, because the reduction in piping also reduces the amount of water that needs to be moved.)
Moral: When faced with a difficult problem, you might be better of completely starting from square one. I had invested a small amount of money to build the piping system, but it completely destroyed the first pump. When I threw out he whole system, I solved my problem in a totally different way.