Well ok, I've managed to delay any kind of posting (at least to my own [we]blog) for a month...I suppose I'm overdue. I've been diligently ignoring pop culture and celebrity nipple fiascos and worked during the Superbowl. In fact, I've been working a lot.
But I took some time early this morning to add Yahoo Buzz index items (via their wonderfully convenient RSS feeds) to the LED sign. Neet. I guess I can scratch something off the project list anyway.
Other than bookoos of work and occasionally doing something to my house, I really haven't been able to do much in the way of projects. It's kinda disconcerting.
The time I now spend commuting seems to be eating up a big chunk of my free time. I did, however, come to realize that the Internet Archive has a pretty damn decent audio section. Good stuff can be found. Also, the PLA has a pretty great audio stream. Heh.
Oh yeah, and I upgraded to the 2.6 kernel, just like a true geek.
We've got tickets to a Merce Cunningham production next week. Should be a good time.
"And I don't know
how a man decides
what's right for his own life
it's all a mystery..."
So we're really in the middle of an ice storm of sorts (not exactly like that other ice storm). There's like 1-2 feet of drifted powder snow on the ground, covered by a blanket of maybe 3/4" thick ice. The sun is starting to peek out, and the snow and rain has stopped, but they're not very sure if the temperatures are going to be warm enough to melt it away before tormorrow morning.
So today's the second day in a row I've worked from home. Irony?
I had a strange dream the other night, based around a fictional Flaming Lips song. It was very moving, surreal stuff...but you don't get details here.
So, for many (defined as 0 < many < 120) months now I've been thinking about something related to sound. And music. Or noise. And I remember when I downloaded Negativland's U2 (which, for the novice, you simply could not find because of the BANNED status) in .au format on a Sun workstation and my headphones roared in 1992...but then it's like a car crash and all the skidding and smoking tires and broken glass led me right smack dab into Epitonic. Shit!
If you happen to have $16,000 laying around and you really want to impress me this CHRISTmas season, how about mindfucking me with this bad-boy or my aboslute all-time dream car? That's right...the same seller. Yowza. I'd be broke if I was rich. I'd be funny and ironic if I wasn't so serious.
The last day of my 9-year stint with OSC is on Tuesday, and I start my new job on Wednesday. "No break for me!" It's strange, but I'm actually pretty nervous about being the new guy [again]. I'm looking forward to getting out of the house more, though, and I'm very excited about working for such a modern, forward-looking company. Yes, sure, it's a weird time to change jobs...but it just feels right. The downside is going to be remembering a grip of new names, wearing clothes that I would never wear otherwise, commuting, and managing parking and lunches...but overall, this is a good move for me. I'm ready to go forward.
And now is the part of our program where I link whore:
Lots of lengthy and interesting information about FPI/Unicor can be found here (and continued on for several linked pages here). Just in case you were interested.
EM411 is a pretty decent little electro-music co-op site where people spin virtual knobs on laptops.
One thing they didn't teach you in art school is that Joseph Beuys made a 7" and accompanying video in the 1980s. Crappy and beautiful in its catchiness.