Tuesday, November 17, 2009
. ....FANTASTIC FAIL!!!
So friday the 13th I tried to pull off what I think
is called a "Overlay" install of Windows 7.
I some how never read (or did something wrong) that
everything gets nuked outside of the program files!
......WTF!
.
<([x],[X])>
I knew I should of made a back up of things by now
& before trying this. It looked so simple and easy cut.
Its nothing big, I like to reformat my computer once
a year but usually make back ups.
Hella Christ, I jos blew up everything :) Lost over a
years worth of collected samples, custom graphics, all
sorts of neat fonts 1.2k not much by some standards but
still very time consuming. Also lost everything in the
My Music folder.
Its hard to say what out of all this crap I will miss
the most. I have set of old back up discs from 2yrs ago
or so, they are pretty much useless though and I keep
them around for old versions of programs.
I will miss my custom made Firefox the most. That was
a pain in the but to cut the search box code out of it.
......the music will hurt, pain will start setting in
.
as I slowly start starving.
<([x],[X])>...can you believe its almost 2010?
. ...oh what the hell is this: C:\WINDOWS\system32\NvCpl.dll,NvStartup
.
fuck you twenty o-nine!!
Thursday, October 15, 2009
....a private boat
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.....|\\\\\\\\\\.......\_o\........
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_____||____________/\___
\ where the wild things are |
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
I collected words from things my studio mates where throwing
away in the normal trash that belonged in the recycling box.
I wood collect random words maybe 4-5 per wk, after I had a
HUGE pile of words in a basket I started looking for a canvas...
I found these planks of wood in a dumpster near a condo
construction site. Then I went to it,, Taking my time &
now here it is after almost 2yrs.......................
Here is the story that appears on this "almost finished & untitled work"
once upon a time
children we once where. ...
"boys and girls"
......with our tea cups in hands
.......at age 13
but emotionally
we were afraid
But to not show
....or share
the esoteric
.internal
external
chemical
enlightening
.
.
`wisdom,,....
for two years
the relationship just sort of unwound
external relationship situation
questions I drive in
there was no answer
communicate
to know I sensed something
earlier attempts
I tried again
and pats the dog on the head
and doesn't even
utter the words, for I know
ambivalence to sheer dread
though we stayed living together
another couple of years
letting go
My grief hung on like
the sky falling like chaos
freaking out misunderstood
chimpanzees..................
seeking revenge.............
Revenge is a natural, biologically
sick dark
difficult to discuss
Detachment
undiagnosed I struggled
the gnawing truth detachment
destroying, the love you lack
substance abuse
suicide alcoholic thinking
drink to drink, despair, harm
deeper numb A strange
equilibrium posses the spirit
craving for revenge
romanticize revenge
if your heart's
stolen overnight
I offer it to you now
revenge and forgiveness
For you private boat ride, watch this:
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.....|\\\\\\\\.....................
.....|\\\\\\\\\......................
.....|\\\\\\\\\\.......\_o\........
.....|\\\\\\\\\\\........\/..........
_____||____________/\___
\ where the wild things are |
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
I collected words from things my studio mates where throwing
away in the normal trash that belonged in the recycling box.
I wood collect random words maybe 4-5 per wk, after I had a
HUGE pile of words in a basket I started looking for a canvas...
I found these planks of wood in a dumpster near a condo
construction site. Then I went to it,, Taking my time &
now here it is after almost 2yrs.......................
Here is the story that appears on this "almost finished & untitled work"
........................a bitter sweet story.
The title page that it's the story.
The title page that it's the story.
once upon a time
children we once where. ...
"boys and girls"
......with our tea cups in hands
.......at age 13
but emotionally
we were afraid
But to not show
....or share
the esoteric
.internal
external
chemical
enlightening
.
.
`wisdom,,....
the winter change
in a whirl 18 arrived
she picks up her tea
the other hand..........
a writer....................
.................she wrote
tricky combination of
.........sensitive issues
she looks me straight
eyes and kisses.........
...............and she nods
wonderfully slow loving
My mind races...........
she picks up her tea
the other hand..........
a writer....................
.................she wrote
tricky combination of
.........sensitive issues
she looks me straight
eyes and kisses.........
...............and she nods
wonderfully slow loving
My mind races...........
for two years
the relationship just sort of unwound
external relationship situation
questions I drive in
there was no answer
communicate
to know I sensed something
th vag n ss w ch be.......
spe s of how t t pre i us
spe s of how t t pre i us
earlier attempts
I tried again
her response . ..... _ _____. ..don't construe
"the sky......
.....is falling"
.....is falling"
and pats the dog on the head
and doesn't even
utter the words, for I know
ambivalence to sheer dread
though we stayed living together
another couple of years
letting go
water in the teapot......
..........memories from the past floating
traditions and obligations
ancestors before us who
...........................also use the current
out of that
well
offering insights
|
..........memories from the past floating
traditions and obligations
ancestors before us who
...........................also use the current
out of that
well
offering insights
|
My grief hung on like
the sky falling like chaos
freaking out misunderstood
chimpanzees..................
seeking revenge.............
Revenge is a natural, biologically
sick dark
difficult to discuss
Detachment
undiagnosed I struggled
the gnawing truth detachment
destroying, the love you lack
substance abuse
suicide alcoholic thinking
drink to drink, despair, harm
deeper numb A strange
equilibrium posses the spirit
craving for revenge
romanticize revenge
if your heart's
stolen overnight
I offer it to you now
revenge and forgiveness
-forgiveness
my way out
my way out
For you private boat ride, watch this:
Saturday, September 26, 2009
<([//]-[//])>...can I swear on here?
...So today Iam trying to do some heavy multi-tasking (edit video to a dj mix ect) and one thing leads to another right....... (this is why multi tasking = FAIL for dudes at least, scientifically I've read that only girls can attempt to truely multi task.)
So I find myself @ http://cancerisnotfunny.blogspot.com/
I suspect the ol search engine found "mix tapes" & thats how I ended up at this here persons blog -true story!
Upon closer inspection of the blog I find that the person operating the blog is Sweet Marie, apparently & you should check the blog out its great. Its so great I had to set up this blog that I have been meaning to for a hot minute now.
So yeah this is my first blog post & Iam uberly new 2 everything about this site other then the occasional blogs I have peeked at here and there. In the future I will post info on music mix's up here & maybe review shows & other arts related things. +I do have my own record label in the works+. (almost done with the paper works)
Speaking of! Shout out to ADDiQUIT http://www.myspace.com/addiquit who is nailing down her EU tour deets & got her own record label on the roll: DEAD RICH RECORDS or dead rich entertainment :p Her label name aint 100% yet I guess, butt butt I know her ass is 100% for reals about it!!!
I guess thats all for now, oh check this out:
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