mobile blogging

so i'm typing this from my new iPod. I'm liking it so far. Slow to type on. Had a good night last night. Full story and pics to follow.

yeah that last post was sappy as hell. I'm like that sometimes. Live with it.

Playing to the obvious

I like beer. I like women, I like sunlight on my face. I like the cold of the morning, the warmth of laying next to someone. I like wandering, meeting new people, the light of streetlights, the light when there isn't any.

I like my bicycle, the wind in my face. I like sweating and feeling tired and the deep ache of exhaustion. I like sleep, I like to dream. I like taking pictures. I like my job, because I like money.

I like the feeling of moving. I like getting on a plane. I like just driving for the sake of moving, without a destination. I like the music of the road, both from the stereo and the tires.

I like the curve of your hips, your deep brown eyes, your quick smile, the way I can read you so easily. I like the way you smell, even in the morning. I like your tattoos. I miss you, Jess.

That's all, except to say that you could easily put love instead of like.

In the good news column...

Went back to Paseo arts fest yesterday, met up with some more new cool kids, lots of fixed gear riders. Glad to see some community here around cycles. A lot of the kids seem genuinely cool.

PS- sorry the post yesterday was so incoherent. spillover from the crazy week. Photos!

rock and roll will never die

because there's dudes out there keepin it real, reality being important as it's all we have. That's not true, we have imagination too, angels have wings because they take themselves lightly, so we must do the same if we hope to fly. I'm rambling drunk if you can't tell.

Just took a nice ride over to Sauced, the bike and dog friendly hippyish pizza place just north of 23rd. Good pizza, ran into some kids, one who I think I knew from somewhere, but unfortunately he was an asshole and wouldn't talk to me. He happened to have photos, but they were terribly cliche, super white girl in black underwear with a gas mask, black and white, you know, art school special. but then this other dude turned out to be cool, rides fixed gear, works in a shop here, knows the scene pretty well. appearently there are a couple bike gangs. Who knew? Alleycat next week too. So that'll be fun.

Let's see. Had some work stuff which I'm not going to talk about, because unfortunately, my job has some confidentiality required. But it was handled quickly and efficiently once I went over to my bosses house, the man has connections, and I'll leave it at that. Lucky for all of us, and I have a feeling it would have been me taking shit for it if he hadn't worked it out. Then again, he got to know all the people he knows by being a really nice guy, so who knows?

Looking forward to going to the paseo arts fest tomorrow. I'll probably bike over. It's another day in paradise, and I get to sleep in. Peace.

An intense couple of days

good times though. I like my new job. Lots of driving. Lots of seeing different places. I shot more pictures in a week than I did in the six months before. unfortunately, they're all terribly boring, but fortunately, it pays well. Or will. First payday isn't until the first.



There were some tings I was going to say, but because of sleep deprivation, I've forgotten them. Oh yeah, that's what I wanted to talk about. Seriously, a 16 hour day followed by a 20-hour day with four hours sleep in between isn't for the amateurs. I'm afraid I haven't been terribly coherent or socially acceptable, but hey, who needs that at work?

Seriously though, if anybody who's seen me in the last couple days stumbles on this, I'm really all right most of the time, but my short term memory goes to shit when I don't sleep. And since what little social grace I have doesn't come naturally, the mental energy I normally use to interact goes more toward remaining upright and breathing and such. For some reason, I can do photography until I pass out. And have.



With this post, this blog is officially longer than my old one, payingoffmyloans. And while I had that blog, I didn't pay on my loans at all. I thought about finances a lot, mostly because I was always broke, and the conclusion I came to was that I needed more income.

Also, for the first time met someone in the real world who'd read this before I knew them. I have a link in my email sig to the main site, and he saw this. And there was a weird moment when I thought, what did I put up there that I wouldn't want him to see, and I really couldn't think of a thing.



Life is good. Peace.

nothing, nothing at all...

actually, everything is happening all at once, making blogging hella difficult. Gotta keep it real, and do you know, the real world is awesome? Exhibit A:



This kid was standing on the edge of the canal and said, "Somebody push me in right now," and one of his friends did. I almost did myself, but the kid who did it was closer.

Exhibit B:



I was downtown last night, and for the first time in a long time, there was life, real people out having a good time as if OKC were a real city. It was nice.

Exhibits C+D:





I need to go shoot more, to see more, to find out more of this. And I think I'm going to do a series called "Pretty Women in Bars." That's all. Later Gator.

interesting times...

So, my new job is fairly easy, except for the part where I have to be on my feet all day. And now, I've got yet another impossible deadline to worry about. Or not worry about, as the case may be. I'm driving an hour+ each way, and then there's 32 index pages that I have to work through in three days. If I haven't gotten 5 more done by lunch, then I'm screwed. I did four pages all day yesterday, but the indexer has switched and seems a lot more stable now. 5 is reasonable, but even with that, I don't see how I'm going to finish. All 32 pages of index (about 1200 documents, and who know how many pages, could be 3000, could be 5000) are due Monday morning.

On the good news list, I'm still going to Santa Fe this weekend, unless I absolutely have to edit this project Saturday. If I'm very lucky and very fast, I'll be able to get it done Friday night.

Other than that, I'm bored and boring. Things will happen, but nothing yet. Ideas, ideas, but no time. It's only been two days, gotta get adjusted first.

sleep depping...

Let's see, it's been a while since I rapped at ya'... like before last saturday, I think. I can count how much sleep I've had since then on my fingers and toes. 1+4+4+2+4=15 hours since noon friday. It's amazing how quickly it catches up with you. Stupid insomnia.

So yeah, Denver was nice. I finally got the burrito I've been craving, from illegal pete's. Met this really cool gay nurse. I would have loved to talk to him a little more, because he knew a lot about medical things I'm curious about but never had anyone to ask. Like he knew a new thing for me to try for my insomnia, a protein called theanine.

Yeah, then I got on a plane and came home, slept four hous and then drove an hour and a half to get to work. Work was easy and good and they're paying, which is so huge of a plus I'm going to be in the black eventually.

Pictures:

I'm listening to tom waits new thing

Orphans: Brawlers, bawlers and bastards. It's a mix of amazing things that blow my mind and amazing things that creep up behind me and hit me over the head and totally unbelievable things that really can't be said but can only be heard. Really, if you're too poor to afford this album, go steal it. It's easy enough, and totally worth going to jail over.

On the good news front, I've got everything I need for work on tuesday. Laundry is washing, to get me ready for a flight tomorrow. I'm going to Denver for some tests to get into a study. The upshot is I get free blood pressure meds, free monitoring of a kidney problem I've got, and a free plane ride every so often.

Polysystic Kidney Disease (adpkd) is what I've got. In my family the onset is a little earlier than average. My aunt had renal failure at 48, my uncle in his early forties, my grandmother at 46 or so (I don't know exactly because she wasn't born yet). My mom, and this is the good news, is 51 and is six months to a year from going on dialysis (they usually start dialysis before total kidney failure, at 15-20%).

I've known about this since I was about 16. I was having headaches, went to the doc, he diagnosed me with high blood pressure and because of my history ordered an ultrasound. The ultrasound confirmed the diagnosis. So, I know that in about 27 years I'm going to get really stuck and tied-down (in dialysis) if not just plain dead.

It's OK. I have a plan, and yes, I know how it ends, six feet under. It's what happens between now and then that makes a difference. I've just gotta burn hotter, faster, and better than the rest, that's all.

Let's see, I've been emailing with Lora over the past few days. I was pissed, and I let her know about it. I've gotten over being pissed, and we're finally talking, which is an improvement.

New camera hotness, just for my job. It'll do. Anyway, more pictures later, when I'm done looking at today's take.

Tom Waits is now God, replacing Virginia Woolf.

today's post brought to you by pure awesome

so I can't sleep. stupid insomnia. The pure awesome in the title is all the good things that happened to me today. The hard drive issue was resolved, and now I have more storage on board my laptop. unfortunately, I don't have any music any more.

Also in the good news column, Dillon called to give me a heads up that his boss would be calling to give me a job with his company. And then his boss called and I've got the job. Which means I won't be joining the apprenticeship after all, and I'll be making almost three times what I would have anyway. I GOT A JOB DOING PHOTOGRAPHY! YAY! That alone is enough to make my day. But then....

The I decided to go out and celebrate, and Dillon says, meet me at the blue note, and oh yeah, Joanna's in town. SoI try to go to the blue note, only I get lost, then I find a gas station with a phone book, then I go to the address and there is the bar. And the Voodoo Glow Skulls were playing! Yay! They rocked so hard and so loud the air got thick, the mosh pit was so intense I was dizzy just shooting pics of it. Anyway, these are my to selects, I'm going to go try to sleep now.

no photos this time...

and thereś a good reason for that actually. My pecious Macbook´s hard dive died. I maen, like, really dead. Making bac clicking and hig pitched grinding noises, dead. So Im blogging from the handheld while a new install of mac osx is working. Luckily for me, I have a ton of hard drives sort of laying around. I spent about half of last night (when I was supposed to go out and have a beer) trying to download and install Ubuntu, but for some reason the install disk didn´t work in either my mom´ś laptop or mine. Then, while I was trying to find a 6-pin to 4-pin firewire adapter, I found the restore disks for my current laptop, which Id assumed were gone forever. By then it was 3qam though, and so I went to sleep. Which explains why Im doing an install in the afternoon.

Had My interview to be a plumber yesterday. It went pretty well, although I shouldn´t have mentioned my photography, for some reason the guys doing the interview couldnt´understand how someone could be two things at once. The answer, of course, is very carefully if at all.

We´ĺl see. I got 10th on the list and 8 have already been called, which means I´m #2 on the list right now. I dont really want to go out as a plumbing apprentice. Seems boring. Welding on the other hand is the magic that holds the world together, quite literally. The interview for that is tomorrow. I know what not to say this time too.

I am a rocker and a roller

not really. I just feel good because I'm drunk. oh, drunkblogging. and making up words.

So I went out to the bar tonight to celebrate the first issue and I sit at the bar next to these two chicks, Melodi and Kat, all decked out prettylike and pretty soon we're talking and I'm like whoa hold on and I run out to the car to get my camera.


So, I get back in and I'm like "Can I get a picture?" and they're like sure, no problem, so I get a couple snaps. Then I hit the head, and make the obligatory self portrait. hey, hanging around Alex nursed my nascent narcissism. I'm an alliterative drunk. With a spell checker.

Anyway, I come back out, realize I'm out of money, and I head home, right after I make another pic of the hotchicks and random dude. Then I got home, thought for a second, grabbed a pack of smokes, and went back, only to find the hotchicks had left. And if any of us hadn't been broke we'd all still be drinking. Last call is right about now in most places in this town.


Oh yeah, the reason I'm still drunk is there's this bottle of wine on my desk, you see. It was helping me do javascript last night and earlier today, and that didn't kill it, but I'm about to. I know that sounds like an alcoholic talking but really I don;t drink that much. It is fun when I do though.


Also, I just found LibraryThing which is maybe the most amazing thing on the internet ever. I jumped up and down and scared my cat when I realized what it is. You get to catalogue your books and find people with the same stuff/interests. WOW. And the wine is gone and there are pics to edit for this post. Hope everyone is out there having as good a time as I've been having.

I can now think in html

and that's not really a bad thing. Gestalt is up and running with its beta issue. The gallery is some nifty javascript which needs just a little tweaking to be really wonderful. There are a lot of things I'd like to get fixed before the next issue, mostly more content. I don't really like the headline font now, although it seemed perfect three weeks ago when we picked it. Google ads aren't online yet. For anyone who'd like to contribute a story, just email me. Ok, now I gotta get away from the computer. Later

thunder and lightning

I'm typing this up from the handheld, watching a movie. It's a little weird, but it'll do.

I've been thinking about my photography, about how I tend to be blurry a lot. The thing is, I'm constantly trying to not be blurry. Fast lenses, fast ISO, steady hands. The problem is life is blurry sometiems, it moves very fast, is fleeting, never stops.


There was a storm today, looked like it might produce a tornado right over my house. There I am in the miiddle of the road, takng pictures, mom yelling at me to come inside. So, after watching for another minute, I did. The truth is though that I would have stayed out there and watched the storm. There wasn't any real danger, just hailstones. The tornadoes all touched down a mile east of here, really small ones. We did get some pretty big hail though. and then another storm in the night.


It's funny how things work out sometimes. I really wanted to write a post earlier today about how excellent and wonderful girls can be sometimes, even while they're exasperating, but the energy's all gon out of me. maybe later. but things are good, the house is still here, and I'm still talking to everyone. Gestalt is going to happen, even if we only have five pieces in our first issue.

Lists

ToDo:
Build web pages for Gestalt:
Main Page (mostly done, I just need to revise and make links work)
Text Heavy Page
Image Page

Articles I have already:
Song Lyrics by Josh J
Alex's "My Medication Stopped Working"
Anonymous "Confessions of the other woman"
Lora's "Acknowledge Receipt of and Responsibility"
My "Monthly Edit"
Letter from the editor


Wishlist:
Winning Lottery Ticket
Successful Debut For Gestalt
17-40mm lens
Focusing screen for my camera