Wednesday, December 02, 2009

on AIDS (as from Touched by an Angel)

It's too late for Tony, he can't change.
I'm not asking him to change, I'm asking you.
Are you telling me God wants me to be happy about this?
God wants you to accept your son for who he is.
He's Gay!
he is your son!
What is an angel of God doing on the side of a queer?!?
Nothing... that is made... by God... is Queer! God loves all his creations.

it was originally about black people...

Ten little Indian boys went out to dine;
One choked his little self and then there were nine.
Nine little Indian boys sat up very late;
One overslept himself and then there were eight.
Eight little Indian boys travelling in Devon;
One said he'd stay there and then there were seven.
Seven little Indian boys chopping up sticks;
One chopped himself in half and then there were six.
Six little Indian boys playing with a hive;
A bumblebee stung one and then there were five.
Five little Indian boys going in for law;
One got in Chancery and then there were four.
Four little Indian boys going out to sea;
A red herring swallowed one and then there were three.
Three little Indian boys walking in the zoo;
A big bear hugged one and then there were two.
Two Little Indian boys sitting in the sun;
One got frizzled up and then there was one.
One little Indian boy left all alone;
He went out and hanged himself and then there were none.

poor fellow

My neighbor is sick. I can hear him sneezing through the walls.

Monday, November 30, 2009

learn from another

"It is never crowded along the extra mile"
moral: few people do more than they have to, those that do are indispensable.

A man came into the store the other day and found out that i am drug free, he felt that I should be proud of that. I always assumed it to be normal. But he was messed up, been using for 35 years. Apparently there is something called "kindbud". I am not sure what that is, but he seemed messed up because of it.
Anyway, he said that I can't take the easy road, I need to give 120%, and I will be invaluable.
God, he is so right.

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

cover up

When I say something embarrassing, I just follow it up with a compliment. Most people go with it.

moral: Your hair looks great today.

the era

I never really thought about college ending. Obviously I thought about what will happen after, but there is more to it than that. I have spent more time in the Drake union than any other building on campus. Today was the last class I will ever have in there, and I have no reason to go in there again. I walked out solemnly... away from an era. I am feeling a lot of emotions from that experience. Some very good, I am done-- no more grades there, no more terrible PAD (Pizza At the Drake) pizza. But I am also very sad. I will miss everyone. I would have liked to say goodbye to one certain person, as I am sure I will never see Alex (MFA lighting student) again.

Oh wait. I still have 4 more Theatre 600 classes to go to...
i'm such a dumbass.

Moral: Don't get wound up in emotions that are preemptive. They will only poison the rest of the time you have left. Like fearing death; everyone does it, but it just makes it harder.

Thursday, November 19, 2009

How I know


Mark Salling is gay. Check out his Twitter account.

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Dragon's blood tree (dracaena draco), part 2


I managed to get the seed to germinate!
Here is what happened;
I ordered the Dragon's Blood Tree Seeds (dracaena draco) on-line in mid summer (July). I found mixed methods on how to get them to germinate; I ended up drowning the seeds with water and planting them in potting mix. I then sealed the entire pot in a gallon ziplock bag and put it outside in the shade. I left it closed for about a week, then opened the bag and let it dry over the . I left it in the same spot for about 3 months and never watered it again (too lazy to clean it up) assuming it to be dead.
Then this morning, November 15th, I saw a little green spike come up from the dried dirt! It had grown! I am not sure weather to water it again or not, and whether to drown it again or not. I will likely rehydrate the soil a little at a time till it is thoroughly soaked then ignore it for another 90 days.
As the plant is a monocot, I assume it to have a pretty wide root base. This makes me think I should transplant the dried pot mass into a larger pot as a whole clump when the time comes rather than trying to free the roots.
In conclusion:
placed seed (dracaena draco Dragon's Blood Tree) just below the surface of the potting mix.
Drenched the pot.
Placed pot in sealed ziplock bag for 1 week in shade.
opened ziplock bag and left to dry outside for several months.
I am pretty sure there was a frost during the germination period.
It grew a little blade-leaf.

Friday, November 13, 2009

Looking back

everyone makes stupid choices. Most of the time I try to think before I act, but sometimes it doesn't work out very well. It is very rare that put myself between a rock and a hard place.
I am there now, and I have none to blame but myself...
or do I?
Either way, placing blame on anything but myself is not going to help me at all. So, I am taking the fall for this. Maybe I will learn something.
Actually, I have.

Moral: you can learn from nearly any experience when you take some responsibility for it (in your own head).

Friday, November 06, 2009

I Don't Hate Macs, I Just Hate Mac Users

by Richard Ziade

Ok, before I dig into the substance of this post, I’d like to preface it with an explanation of the title. I don’t really hate anyone. Hatred is an awful thing. When I say “hate,” I mean it in a casual, chatting-over-lunch sort of way. Like when we say “I hate the Red Sox.” It doesn’t mean you wish to kill them all (though you may say that as well). It just means you, well, hate them. It’s like…Hate Lite. Now on to the substance of this post…

I consider myself a tinkerer. I enjoy opening up a PC box and just messing around. I’m into the intricacies of the different components and how they can be tweaked and optimized and customized. Hell, there’s a whole subculture of PC modding out there. I mean, who wouldn’t want to trick out there PC case with neon lighting and water cooling? Yeh, I subscribe to Maximum PC. What’s wrong with that? In fact, I think there’s a lot right with it. The willingness to crack open your “rig”and replace the hard drive controller is a virtue. There’s something inherently endearing about someone willing to roll up their sleeves and work on something.

Yes, I know it’s not for everyone. Sure, you can hire someone to do it. Of course you can just buy a custom PC with all the bells and whistles. The hardcore techies of the world scoff at the masses that brush this sort of stuff aside. “They don’t understand us. We will make them pay handsomely for their ignorance.” They are the Left Brain.

At the other extreme is the bratty computer user. They simply can’t be bothered with such details. They don’t have time (or better yet, their time is too valuable to be wasted on such trivialities). They have…more important things to do. As such, they “love” and “adore” their Macs. Because admittedly, Macs are inherently better designed. From hardware to software, things just seem to work. As a designer, I often reference Apple for their unwavering belief in the power of good design. It really is the differentiator.

It’s a great thing when you can design products that make your users feel good about themselves. Good design is inherently complimentary, subtly flattering the user as he interacts. People wonder why there is such rabid loyalty towards Apple. This is why. Apple has spoiled them. They’ve been treated with such dignity and high regard that their collective self-esteem has been inflated beyond belief.

So now the rest of us (your humble blogger included) are left to hear their ramblings about how great Apple products are. How much they love their Macs and iPods. And how lame it is for us to have to worry about things like PCI slots and firmware. The Mac population’s view of the PC user base is nothing short of elitist. All those hugs and support growing have led them to snarl at the “lower class” PC users of the world.

The misunderstanding arises from the fact PC users actually like defragmenting their hard drives and upgrading their firmware. We enjoy replacing our graphics cards every six months. We love TweakUI! We share a firm belief that our struggle in this world will lead us to heaven. You Mac users, on the other hand, are on your way to hell. A weird, glossy white plastic hell.

So there you have it. Mac users are the bourgeoisie of the computing world. PC users are the lowly, struggling proletariat, harboring bitterness and resentment towards their snooty counterparts while they toil away at their machines.

Wednesday, November 04, 2009

courage

courage is being scared to death, but saddling up anyway.

Tuesday, November 03, 2009

coincidence

A coincidence is when God chooses to remain anonymous.
I was walking home last night, and a thought struck me. I can't remember what it was that I was thinking about, but at that moment I knew that it was not luck at all. I remember trying to trace back the chain of events that lead to that moment, and nothing could explain it.

Friday, October 30, 2009

theatre is rough

Yeah, I've recently have had the sincere pleasure of meeting Kevin. He's a really nice guy (as I'm sure you already know). First person in the theatre department who's been so cordial to me; I really value that. I didn't think I'd ever look forward to my lighting calls, but that has since changed, heh.

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

two schools of thought

I subscribe to the school of thought that believes every smll detail makes a different, it is called the butterfly effect. Killing a butterfly can cause a tidal wave half way around the world.* The other schoool of thought is that, short of accidentally inventing a zombie virus, no single choice can cause a huge life change.

I believe the butterfly effect to be true because I have experienced it. I can't think of an example now... but it is true; everything in my life is a result of a tiny thing. Literally, I am sure I dropped a drink once and that if it weren't for that I would not be gay-- well, maybe that is a stretch.






*There are several different versions of the butterfly effect, all contain a butterfly and a tidal wave.

and another thing!

check back in a moment

Zest vs. Rind

Zest and Rind are two different things. Some people are so close minded and so stubborn they would suffer just to say they are right. Like for example, someone who doesn't know the difference between zest and rind and cooks with it.
Rind is very bitter and zest is very -- err, Zesty! They produce two very different things when you use them in a recipe.
If somebody tells the cook this, the cook has a choice. He can admit he is wrong or can be stubborn and ruin the dish. If that cook has to ruin a dish before he learns his lesson, that is OK. He just needed convincing. Lesson learned.

But, you really think he believes he was wrong? No! He will change every other ingredient in that recipe before he even considers the rind/zest; just because he refuses to believe the other person was right.

Moral: people don't like to admit they don't know something, it is harder to admit ignorance than to admit being wrong for many.

Monday, October 26, 2009

dream over the weekend

I forgot to mention this, until reminded by a reader.

Whenever I get violently ill, I dream really crazy stuff. This weekend met me with something nasty. I had two dreams. On was about a mermaid raping another mermaid. The other about a think-tank.

The mermaid one was a kinda ... out there. First off because they looked more like blue unicorn fish things. it was messed up.

The other dream was the about millions of people on this flat plane. It was uniformly lit from all directions and there were no shadows. All the people were contorting there bodies in order to find the solution to some problem. As if they could think better in a different shape? I have no idea what they were working towards, just that it was really hard for me to visualize this. It wasn't going in slow motion, but it was skipping frames (like playing a video game on hardware that isn't up to the task.)
I was literally not able to rendering this dream in real time. I woke up with a splitting head ache, like I damaged my hardware.

Keep in mind, a coworker is picking my brain about everything I know of life vs robotic life.

Nina Simone

As a child, her beloved piano teacher had organised a recital at Tryon Town Hall. Eunice was about to play The Art of Fugue when she noticed a couple of white people asking her parents to give up their seats. Eunice stood up, aged 10, and said she wouldn't play unless her parents got to keep their seats.

The funny thing is, it doesn't say if Nina ever played.

Sunday, October 25, 2009

six beautiful movies

also known as six surreal movies
or six beautiful movies
or I suppose you could just put in the numbers
6 beautiful movies
6 surreal movies

basically the list is as follows:
the Fall
The Fountain
Curse of the Golden Flower
What Dreams May Come
Hellboy 2: The Golden Army
Mirrormask

There are also shorts including:
The Hitman
Mind game - Sex
World Builder
and commercials by Pantene and Vaseline

curious minds want to know

why does art society welcome the up and coming talent-- until they become dangerously close to equality?
I know the answer. It is, of course, the same reason why I don't tell any of the art society the job positions I am applying for. I don't want them to get the job I might. It's that simple. I don't want to increase the pool of applicants; because that lessens my chance of getting the job.

Is that so terrible?

Not at all. It is like anti-affirmative action. hahah :)