weary as water

every time i blink i have a tiny dream

Monthly Archives: December 2005

holiday

A small irritation in a mountain of irritations, this is what did me in. After twelve years, and you think you know someone, and one morning you wake up and you hate them and everything they are doing. The thing that binds you together is loyalty, and loyalty stretches thin but still remains the strongest cord you’ve ever known.There are two types of people in the world, those who want, and those who want less. I am both.

Outside it is the type of winter I dream of, short sleeves in the dead of December. I have become discontent again, and I cannot conceive of being otherwise.

note to self

or, “remember this so i don’t have to figure it out again”.the simon joyner albums i *don’t* have are:
-christine (ep) available on secretly canadian
-the cowardly traveller pays his toll (oop)
-the lousy dance (oop)

if anyone out there finds either of the last two on lp, and it’s under $30, then buy them for me and i’ll pay you back. and, if you haven’t listened to simon joyner yet, check him out – room temperature and songs for the new year are two of my favorites.

macintosh issue with lost resource forks

When files created under Macintosh applications are copied to a PC-formatted storage location, they will lose their resource fork. In other words, if there is no valid file extension, the file will lose its application association. When copied back to the Mac, these files will show up as “UNIX executable files” and are essentially useless. For applications that are PC-compatible, this problem is easily solved by renaming the file to include the three-letter pc extension (ie – .doc, .pdf, .xls). However, for applications such as CricketGraph and CellQuest, you must manually restore the resource fork before the file will open in the correct application.

Enter FileTyper, a shareware program you can download here, here, here, and here. This Classic program allows you to restore lost resource forks, by manually naming the file type and creating application. And – it allows batch file processing via AppleScript, which is really freaking handy.

And now, for my own reference:

CricketGraph Data File Attributes:
Type: CGDW
Creator: CRGR

CricketGraph Graph File Attributes:
Type: CGGW
Creator: CRGR

CellQuest Figure File Attributes:
Type: BDLE
Creator: BDLY

CellQuest Data File Attributes:
Type: BDLM
Creator: BDLY

a slice of my fear

december is the monday of months. it’s a time of force – forced interactions, forced smiles, forced commercialism. it’s a time of darkness – introspection brought on by the shortening of days and the rainy season.

how easily things get fucktified.

frankly, the “scene” in birmingham is pissing me off. how easily people believe lies they are fed, more easily in interpersonal affairs than in politics. people are so busy living their lives in order to wank each others egos that they forget that real people exist in these shells. there is enough self-righteousness in this town for the whole fucking world, and i want no part in it. as soon as you motherfuckers start actually caring about each other (and the world around you) more than scene points, let me know. until then, keep the fuck out.

how easy it is for me to point fingers when someone is caught in a crystal clear web of lies.

on a similarly-related topic, self declared “hipsters” usually aren’t.

illusions

just look at the black cross in the center.

[thanks to randomdreams on lj]

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yet another reminder that what you see is not always what is real. (as if the war-that-never-ends is not enough. as if the recent decline in gas prices is not enough. as if folks “flying signs” near on-ramps is not enough.)

what is real? i am real, in this moment. leg propped on drawer, chin propped on hand, elbow propped on knee, staring at the potted plant that keeps growing despite being chewed on by emo. the cats, curled up by the water heater because i refuse to turn the heat above 68. the hiss of the record player behind one of my favorite albums of all time.

what is not real? that glimpse of a csi ripoff i saw tonight, in which a guy was on death row for serially torturing, killing, and taking pictures of women. i saw the pictures.

guess which one will keep me up tonight?

prophecy

The child of bourgeois parents, on the other hand, the child of the rich, however stupid by nature, will receive both the upbringing and the education necessary to develop his scanty talents as much as possible. He will become the exploiter of labor, the master, the porperty-owner, the legislator, the governor–a Gentleman. However stupid he may be, he will make laws on behalf of the people and against them, and he will rule over the popular masses.”
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