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October 23, 2005
Deferment
I really want to make something; (O RLY?!) but, for the first time in a while, lack the motivation to seek out what that is. I don't think it is because I am turning apathetic or am bereft of joy in the creative process but, rather that I am enamored with just observing and letting those snippets live internally. I have so many fantastic essays sitting just beneath my skull, encompassed by gummy grey matter but, lack the urgency to stitch them neatly in vernacular.
This self revelation is both alarming and curious; part of me worries that I am becoming complacent while the other thinks it could just be the calm before the storm. I am, after all, entirely neurotic and afraid of producing anything if it is not of the highest standard (according to my personal rubric of course). I save this energy like a napping house cat waiting for the perfect prey to encroach its peripheral. In fact, just in this moment of writing I am reminded of a similar mentality being present right before having to decide on an idea for my senior show and that whole endeavor turned out swimmingly well.
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October 13, 2005
Slaver
Why isn't everyone a Mac user? Words loose meaning when approaching the explication of superior computing so just go ahead and watch this. Mark these words: Steve Jobs has and will continue to change the entertainment industry; the man is an absolute genius. We are in the midst of that paradigm shift I was referring to last week though that 'No Burn DRM' is just a silly hurdle that doesn't quite matter as long as I can use that handy remote.
Just watch it already...jeez, if you don't take time to observe the opening volley of entertainment's revolutionary new epoch what are you doing with those precious twenty-four hours you call a day?
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October 10, 2005
Quondam
It's a touch rainy and I've gone and read through a whole bunch of old letters I've designed for girls named Melissa. I should probably play some video games or spin records before I get all mushy though this little morsel snuck out before I could properly silence my inner reminiscential monologue:
Could it be expressed
at the expense
of the present?
These undulations;
electronic waves
peaceably crashing
all around.
This time, that moment;
our breath visibly
escapes like ghosts
whose haunting
is now complete.
It has been said that these occasional pangs of melancholy could be cured with a change of scenery by Ms. ABH but, life feels good right now so as they say: 'If it ain't broke don't go trying fix it'. Now, if you'll excuse me...I'm going to return to the Crimson Skies...
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October 06, 2005
New Digs
I have been posting you know, well not here anyways but ideas do frequently waltz across this cortex of mine and I can assure you that they have been catalogued internally. I often catch myself in the act of affirming those very ruminations fit for blogging which, apparently, is now a verb I have begrudgingly allowed into my vernacular.
As I mentioned last time, I have moved into a new place which was quite a polarizing experience. During the actual packing the buddhist monk that swims just below the surface of my unconscious broke through his meniscus of silence to notify me of all the unnecessary junk I had only to be choked by my inner Republican's blue cigar smoke and gruff reminders of how pitifully empty my new place is.
I feel as though an apology is in order for all the soccer moms out there that I so readily berate when they discuss drapes, area rugs and the like. I used to think those commodities were for suckers; the sort of folk who had no imagination and considered excursions to Home Depot as the highlight of their weekends. This is a difficult thing to actually put to permanent record but I was a little disheartened when I realized my Saturday would be spent in Maine with the relatives instead of sashaying betwixt the aisles of Walmart, joyfully filling my cart with all manner of domestic amenities. This new pad is decidedly bachelor, I don't even have any gorram handsoap.
I've started to watch television again, and by 'television' (or TV by the savvy) I mean my computer screen as it displays the bountiful catch made possible by bittorrent and Dr. Limewire. I say 'television' because that was the medium it was originally meant for and it is clear to me we are in the middle of what pundits call a paradigm shift. I'm told this whole process is 'illegal' which I think is a pretty ridiculous statement. Wait just a moment here...aren't I a customer and doesn't that inexplicably make me always right? I don't want to schedule my day around half hour bursts of commercial ridden, lackluster programming with no guarantee of a potent entertainment payoff. I'd rather break for lunch and enjoy a Tina's Burrito while I catch up on my favorite show all without leaving the confines of my desk, free to pause stop and rewind as I like.
Apparently there is something called 'Teevaux' that exists and fulfills these roles, but I'm honestly not interested and I've got money I'm willing to spend. If a system could be erected in which I could download these programs faster and with consistently flawless image quality (DivX please!) I would be willing to part with my hard earned cash in exchange for aforemention services. You see, I'm never going to channel surf ever again and that means that these entertainment companies can either 'fight piracy' and sink endless boats of capital into a fruitless endeavor or they can create an infrastructure to turn a profit.
I sound crazy don't I? It really wasn't my idea you know...
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