Archive for the 'Blog' Category
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09.18.06
uughh, awake and dressed before 0800 *proof*
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can’t beleive that i am awake and dressed before 0800 now all i have todo is grab some baked good and coffee, according to the handout for this GLS school <-- big but i donno if it is all that good,
0800-0930 is PLacement test and orientation:
i would rather still be under the covers .
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09.16.06
kemonozume_inspired
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Blog, scrap paper sketching
a quick nothing doodle.
totally inspired by the stunning kimonozume eps 02
i am only putting this up cause it is better than nothing,
in no way do i think that this is good . . .the only thing that i do know is the kimonozume is v/ inspiring. more so for me than mind game which was an artistic feet on it’s own. I really should link the files properly not just flickr lazy. and i should throgh some hypertext into the things that i am referencing.
oh well one day hopefully this week one of the servers will be up and i can start using ecto again .
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09.16.06
the_plan
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Blog, The Writtings of a Drunk Boy, gentle nudges off a shallow cliff
Written while sitting in the SBahn on my way to conrad to purchase a very large step down transformer. . .even though i usually take this opportunity to enjoy a nice bike ride, i thought in this case some “office hours” would be more beneficial.
I know it is really in it’s infancy but i am sure that it will evolve, well i am not “sure” i will just have to be more focussed, at least i have signed up for language school for next week. Remembering how much the daily routine of morning classes helped my productivity during last febuary is reasurring. specifically requested by ms.yoshida
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09.15.06
philippine_dried_mangoes
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Blog, hungry now . food find
ARguably for me . . . superior to caffeen. it is so meaty and good, i could easily consume 1 bag per sitting.
if only i had a box of these.
yum
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09.15.06
Daily Warm Up 14-09-06
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Blog, scrap paper sketching
Often the closest drawing tool is the stylis fro my wacom.
alias sketch is always running in the background, definitly not a replacment for photoshop or painter, but through it’s limitation i find that i am more likely to start a quick doodle. and not think about layers or any other post ps 5.0 fancyness.
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09.15.06
Hands 13-09-06
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Blog, scrap paper sketching
daily warmup . . . far before coffee or mango snacks, often before i can pull myself into the loo… . i just grab something and draw on something- - -
thnx to maedel and smallcaps for their encouragment
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08.29.06
+81,+44,+1-212 <:expanding the empire
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Blog, The Writtings of a Drunk Boy
Once again amid the throws of yet another caraf of red wine {according to the menu it is ranked *decent*}chad puts the intel book through it’s paces in addition to giving me quite a good html/css primer + showing me some applications that are deemed “worthy” accumulated through many years of apple exp.
i am not prolific nor can i think of anything to write so just look at the picture and think to your self
” OH MY!!! WHO ARE THOSE HOTTIES - I must know them now”
Update: We are so geeky, this was posted with an ultra alpha version of Firefox 3.0.
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08.28.06
apple store in soho. . .
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just a quick post to say that i was somewhere in soho, i can’t wait to get back to berlin. . . but with that being said i would love to spend some time in nyc, once i have a portfolio together. It is a bit of an itch much less physical than the fresh mosquito bites i suffered as a result of last nights feeding frenzy.
I will write up a more interesting and stimulating account of the 12hours of delays and unfortunate events that occured from YYZ to NW <-- newark {bleah}
gotta go people watching me.
p's
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07.21.06
Return of the Drunken Master. . . . a tale of continuing woe and bliss
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Blog, The Writtings of a Drunk Boy
Beyond the Slugs of gin and swigs of tonic the drunken master returns to celebrate a small victory after a long affair with failure. New locations, new beginnings, new friends from far off lands, new visitors and new enlightened moments with siblings all contribute to my elevated mood. If time is relative and Einstein was partially correct i could make quite a convincing argument for the existence of wormholes. Since my two friends junko and yellow left after one brilliant and emotionally shining week with my sister which enjoyed a prelude by a healthy|~ Unhealthy 96 hour day of fun in enschede. It was these events around me that while i pined to relate understood my recent experiences from a new perspective. | unfortunately at this point i am realizing that i am neither drunk enough or the incessant flash photography must be to blame for my incoherent sentences| My happiness with K was a point of strength throughout feb-= april. . when the pendulum swung and i went through a traditional h”heartbreak ” simultaneously acting as a catalyst for introspective period of dynamic change and flux. My friends were there, my 1st chosen family member mr.sophisto and my beloved bisick_l really without question showed me what support is. sometimes it was silence and other times hours of discussion over conversations that would only last a few minutes. many thanks and affections. *drunks don’t make sense and can’t proofread their own work * * snake fist style is better than eagle’s claw
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07.05.06
wtf!_? DonkeyKong and bottle caps
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Blog, The Writtings of a Drunk Boy
this is a post out of frustration a post that i will probably delete and the only person that will read it is smallcaps and even he wont read it soon cause nobody has internet. My sister has been here for 3 days, italy crushed germany and i was eating excellent no cow cheese and drinking quite good wine (a nice pinot noir then a woderful syrah). I realized today that i have been in a position for quite sometime that i am no longer worthy of eye contact i am kept out, i wish i was invisible and i know that i my actions and participation that excist as memories over the last 6 months would be better erased. i want to type more, but i think that drinking is better.. . . but here comes the anger,
Fuck donkeykong fuck bottle caps, fuck you, fuck you, you’re ok, fuck you i’m out of here.
p’s
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