well for fucks sake.

i dont know what is going on with my gimp. it refuses to save the above picture to 1024x768. saying bogus marker length or some shit. at first i thought it was my laptop. now it is not working on my desktop. so im beginning to think it is a java thing. java has fucked my life. it piggybacked some virus in on my old laptop. it piggy backed some virus in on my current desktop. and it got me in an argument with the uvu people because a program i was trying to run kept saying missing class or something. if youre using java, have class.

saw that coming from around the bend. andy dick roast on stern today. my thoughts are scattered about howard stern at the moment. yesterday artie took the day off to shoot an episode of rescue me and the show sucked. hard. today artie was back but under roast circumstances. it was just a bad roast, i expected more. im hoping soon that jd and elvis find their way to sirius, because at the moment, i really like them, i really like bubba the love sponge. btls.com. i ordered the ned mark shirt. fun stuff.

so that picture, i drove by that uhaul van a bunch of times but today i decided to stop and take a keener look. verify what i was seeing as real. do you get it? cause i sure as fuck dont. they should put a different link at the bottom. if i wanted to see what scientists were doing in the realm of monitoring sun-earth relations i probably would not go to uhaul.com. just a thought. you know, maybe id go someplace like here. be patient with it, if it loads completely it is worth it.

and thats just that. we watch the senators win a stanley cup. oh... i made it back to flickr for a bit. and i found some friends that i added as contacts. i found one woman, here, who completely fucking ruined my mind and week and rest of my life. well, she did not do it, she just helped it along by feeding my grandiose delusions. and their hunger is fine. i mean, if you can look at that and put it out of your head, cool. that is amazing. i just dont possess those faculties right now.

ive got the song gypsy by the hackensaw boys going through my head. good stuff. is it hackensaw boys or white hassle? dunno...

jimmy coming out of nowhere making a post then a followup comment about how something didnt work. interesting.

so in the hockey world devils have their first game of round 2 tonite. last nite i watched the rangers start playing in the end of the third period. i think they forgot they have to put the puck in the net. it could be a close series, but my bets are on buffalo. hell id rather see devils rangers for the east conference champs than buffalo or ottawa. but either way, no matter what it is it will probably be exciting.

the picture i include is of a big plane flying into stewart air national guard in ny state. ive been up in that neck of the woods a good deal. its nice.

so ive got windows vista on a new laptop i have. just getting used to that. i like it but give it time to mature. i took the book on liberty by john stuart mill from my friends library. charlie at the coffee shop. figure it is only fair since i put 30 of my books there, including my favorite book, a treasured book. turns out that of the thirty someone decided to borrow my fave. thats the way it goes. she recorded her name in a log and left phone number, but when do i make the call. its been 4 months.

godlikeproductions is a new website i found. it is a treasure trove of time killing reading material, if yall are still into that. yesterday i read for 3 hrs about how chui was a government trained mind controlled assassin. something abou ishmail ax being the name of a child abducted by the aia and the cia. doors were chained shut in the building. there are things that dont make sense with that shooting. for instance, almost everyone considers the guns he used "can plinkers." and "getting a lethal shot, let alone 32 of them, with weapons like that without any form of training is unlikely." also this.it is very easy to find ways to kill time and people.

so yesterday i heard there was a satellite launch by nasa. i watched the whole thing streaming on the internet. i am so fascinated by that fucking shit i cant even fucking tell you. first second and third stages of the rocket, 12 thousand miles an hour, 340 miles high. this new satellite's sole purpose is to study noctilucent clouds. these are things of my dreams. the mission info can be found here.

Christian Bale, Cate Blanchett(above), Richard Gere, and Heath Ledger are all playing Bob Dylan in a new movie.

In musics, been listening to some older cd's cause I haven't found anything that good recently. Nothing wrong with that though, it's The Wanna dies. My Vitriol has a cool song. About all I got, none of these videos are that good, so open a window and enjoy the sound.

5 quotes:

1. "So long Darlin'...Somewhere in Hell, someone is giving wood to a quality broad."

2. "Love Sincerely, Drinking Beer Me"

3. "I shall now stick my thing in your hot gates." - Eisenhiem the Illusionist to Jessica Biel as told by DanO

4. "This is why you don't take your girlfriend to ozzzfest."

5. "is prince just wasted or brilliant?"

well it appears the mid april doldrums have at least some of us. would it kill for some fucking sunlight or a little warmth. good god damn.

it is somewhat amazing when i think about it. seems like lately ive been careening -carelessly- through strong gravitational fields. i talk of people. we are all familiar with influence. well proximity to someone's physical being creates that. were you aware?

i find it funny how people shaped up. thinking skin around spirit here. nestle your eyes ears nose and mouth real close like. then these ganky lanks develop and it is just something else. if people were light it would be easier.

i went to a sanskrit class in the city and it took a good portion of energy from my reserves. i am not, and never have been, familiar with such inanity. i listened though. even though im not looking at you i am still listening.

so as we go through our orbits lets take heed of our gravity lest we disturb our brothers. lets keep our spirits high with hope that we encounter the same. apparently if one mind is ill at ease, one will perceive nothing but ills. very basic. ill mother fucker do you feel it.

oh hey the devils won their first game of the playoffs last nite. that is something else all together.

well i suppose that is just how it goes sometimes.

i really should be more prepared when deciding to write.

so i saw chris and jimmy on saturday. those are the other two guys that share the chore of propping this cradle up.

chris was nice enough to share yankees tickets and we got to see a-rod hit a grand slam. against the baltimore orioles, which is outrageous. i had a rough friday nite so i fell asleep immediately after the game. and didnt wake up til sunday morning. somewhere in that time i got drunk txtd by my shy but not so shy friend rea. she does hair in manhattan.

i got an issue of scientific american which has a black hole special in it. redshifts and accredition disks, jets, gamma ray bursts, active galactic nuclei. you know how it goes. i showed my niece a picture of a spiral galaxy because i was reading it at easter fooding. i said, hey karyna, what is this. she said "a flower." i responded, no karyna, no no no, you are wrong it is stars, an active galactic nucleus. look at it closer next time before sporting an ignorant answer. i got up and left her and went across the room where i sat down and looked at the pictures of flowers in my magazine. how stupid i am. here is that flower, btw.

I just heard Les Savy Fav on a baseball video game commercial. I've been enjoying the hell out of playing Puzzle Quest for the Nintendo DS. I just got a haircut. I'm going to the Yankee game tomorrow. Things'r swell.

Glad to see you boys keeping this place alive.

So, what's new? I got my tires back after 19 carless days. The whole ordeal cost me $500 and a lot of frustration. But since I was taking trains everywhere I got to read two books, which is something I haven't done in a long time. Last Friday my debit card information was stolen. My bank wouldn't give me a lot of details - but apparently someone wielded a false card that had my name, card number, and expiration date on it. When prompted for ID they were unable to furnish it, which prompted the merchant to call whomever you call when that sort of thing happens. Bitchin'. I didn't lose any money, but I didn't have access to my checking account via debit-type transactions for a week, which was mildly annoying (four times I pulled out my temporary atm-only card to pay for something only to remember that it wasn't a true debit card). The timing for all of those shenanigans was awful, to say the least. But someday I'll look back at it humorously.

I spend a lot of time in Newark now, which is certainly interesting.

I did some new music purchasing for the first time in awhile. New Modest Mouse (#1 on Billboard Top 200 last week), new Arcade Fire (#2 on Billboard Top 200 the week before), and the new Ergs!. Marissa also bought the new Unlovables on vinyl... which means it gets housed at my house for the time being - which is a nice lil' bonus.

Two full months left and my time in Wayne will have come to an end. I won't be far, but I'm pretty darn ok with it.

We recorded an album and are now officially called The Palisades, for better or worse. I preferred Tape and Wire, but was outvoted. They preferred Beat Union, but I was militant in my hatred for it. Aside from us being in a band that sounds not quite masculine, I think we did ok.

Now we just need to settle on song titles... tracklisting.. artowrk.. and an album name. I'm sure we'll be all set in no time...

This is a photo of blue lights outside of an indian restaurant in Jersey City that I took with Marissa's swell new camera:


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5 quotes from around the internet:

1. "Come here you magnificent douche bag."

2. "Say what you will about Bono, but the guy would suck a dick for those Africans."

3. "My mother never saw the irony of calling me a son of a bitch."

4. "You're going to be the Magic Johnson of autistic people....and by that I mean you'll get AIDS."

5. "bored and rural-poor, lord, at 35, right? I’m the best 17 year old ever."

this, is sparta...

...library! ¯\(o_º)/¯

thanks to jon for the pic. so why not post a couple more; and video.

two minutes of dreamy relaxation

Get psyched!


Music videos: Peter, Bjorn & John, Action Action, and The The.

5 quotes from around the internet:

1. "This started out as a joke but ended in boners."

2. "Dude is really fucking proud of the fact that his dick looks like the dicks people draw on bathroom walls."

3. "Could you have more shit all over your body please? You look like you spent three weeks doodling on yourself with a Waste of Money pen."

"Dear Dad,
4. I know you think I’m running around all night with young boys. I’m not. They’re your age.
Love,
Your Worst Nightmare Times Two"

5. "Have you ever seen anybody so happy about being the exact opposite of country music?"

Don't say another Goddamn word. Up until now, I've been polite. If you say anything else - word one - I will kill myself. And when my tainted spirit finds its destination, I will topple the master of that dark place. From my black throne, I will lash together a machine of bone and blood, and fueled by my hatred for you this fear engine will bore a hole between this world and that one.
When it begins, you will hear the sound of children screaming - as though from a great distance. A smoking orb of nothing will grow above your bed, and from it will emerge a thousand starving crows. As I slip through the widening maw in my new form, you will catch only a glimpse of my radiance before you are incinerated. Then, as tears of bubbling pitch stream down my face, my dark work will begin.
I will open one of my six mouths, and I will sing the song that ends the Earth.

shocked by the recent reports on channel 12 that 1 in 94 children in jersey have autism. i suppose that is a startling figure, highest in the nation type stuff, and that there is some sort of investigation under way. makes you wonder about yourself. or me, about myself.

howdy do every body. plodding away, as such, peat moss and the like. yourself?

ah, so im up to some shit. ill do this in pictures, because it is easier. let us start with this one. i found this on the shack. it is from a kid who lives in iceland. apparently everyone in iceland witnessed this and a quick glance at flickr shows multiple members proudly showing this off. be proud iceland. proud of your pale pastel skies.

then we have this. i will go ahead and say it. i have an unhealthy obsession with this webcam. cam whore, would you say? the one i share is one of many i have saved. you know why? because i check that site nearly 50 times a day. sometimes more, sometimes less. but you have to understand when you watch a dynamic environment sometimes things happen. it may be of no interest to you but i have pics saved of someones reflection in the window of that webcam. a truck pretty regularly parks at one of the closer antenna masts. i have yet to see anyone plowing, but there is almost always evidence of such. it must take place when the environ goes twilight.

which makes me think. this webcam is spectacular. it claims to be updated at random intervals throughout the day. that means they either have some very comprehensive software package or, my theory, that they have inhouse programmers. this fascinates me. the idea of researching a protocol, be it usb, ps/2, com or the interface to an array of 180 antennas capable of 3.6 MW. bake the D layer as the dude says on page 3 of the email responses. electrical engineering. designing these complicated devices and steering the massive amount of data going either way (i/0) into some appropriate software. are you sensing some sort of keen interest on my part. some dormant tinkerer. i wish. wow, what, where? oh that camera. yeah, some poor sap, probably a high school student, brought on staff to do some software interfacing, and gets the webcam. but my hats are off. it has to take the visual data, make some sort of conclusion about time of day, let alone operating conditions, and decide whether to put the image through, to me. let it go.

next pic. how exciting! from here on out you will be witnessing pictures i have taken. this current one is my attempt to image the lunar eclipse. i bungee strapped my new binoculars to a pole and tried to stay my hand bringing the camera to the eyepiece. if i had stayed the camera my shots may have looked like these. im pretty impressed with myself.

which brings this to the table. a picture of charlie's coffee shop, where i make somewhat of a cameo. i spend some hours here a week, keeping charlie or his mom company, tinkering. i usually bring my laptop and try to get some work done. but most of the time it is conversation. losers with a dream. big dreams, though. here is a picture from outside that same day. a good visual metaphor for my mind. for our shit fuck cocksuckers.

shaping up to be a monster. apparently one capable of doing some serious physical damage. this was a harrowing experience. the monster, cam janssen, 25 of the devils. seek and destroy some might say. bee-line straight for the young man you see on the stretcher. then the hit. and the second hit, the young man's neck into the boards. look where the picture is taken from, i had a full view of it all. when the contact happened, i put my head in my shirt, everyone else was cheering. im not lying to you folks, i thought this guy was dead, and people were cheering unaware of death. he lay still, i mean motionless, lifeless. can you picture the scenario if he did in fact die? i was, one thousand miles an hour in my head. it is a strange thing. i believe when i was hiding my face someone i was there with said "..this is what you come for, and youre missing it."

this is wayne when im sick. this, too.

i apologize for using imagesocket. i guess it is slow as a motherfucker. i just wanted to see how many people looked at what i post. guess im longing for recognition. if you like anything you can email me. my email is wildboogard@yahoo.com; it would be nice to hear from anyone. im listening to this kt tunstall shit right now and it has got me by the balls. making me feel. feel human. feel frustrated with myself. dont point the finger at me you have been there. one will overcome but you must embrace the moments you are struggling to do so. they are of value.

This would be my car from four different angles. Notice that there are no tires. That's because somebody stole them. All of them. Broke into the car, popped my trunk, and then used my jack to steal them. They were nice enough to leave all 16 lug nuts, though.

Waking up to that plus a massive hangover has made today rule!


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well since i now own the site by rule of "threes" i might as well spout off at the mouth.

i cant seem to escape purple rain or prince. i seemed to like the super bowl performance even though i did not see it live. i keep telling myself maybe i will download some prince, i mean there is the whole chappelle basketball thing, too.

aside from that things get kinda awkward kinda fast. i tend to look through my magazines rather than read them. when i do this i am armed with a pen and a pad of paper and i take notes of photographers (re: norfolk) and journalists who have work that catches my eye so that i may pursue them on the internet. some of the magazines are wired, time, esquire and the sunday nytimes insert. the magazine reason, of which i am a subscriber, i tend to just save. the others i do the read, note, throw out thing. however, i have a little bit of a feud going with them. i signed up for their magazine and did it through an offer to receive a book with the subscription as a promo. i have not got the book to date and i believe i have been a subscriber for almost two years. when i emailed them about it the first time i said my subscription included a "free" book which i had never received. they told me my subscription did not show such an offer. i then realized it was not "free" but paid for with the subscription as a special offer, so i just showed them the receipt email. they must have flagged me as ignorant because i am not getting this book. when they said they would send it right away and it would take 6-8 weeks i was happy. 8 weeks went by and i sent a quick email with the past correspondence in tact explaining that 8 weeks and no book. i got this back "we will send the book under different cover." are they implying that someone took my mail? i am not totally sure but we are 3 weeks in and i do not have the book yet. would you not be frustrated, is this any way to run a business? ugh.

where was i. ah clippings. so today i make it a goal to look at some of the articles i printed out. i throw out the magazines and print out the online versions, i dont know, who the fuck has the time to sit down and read a magazine. so i go to lee's sushi in wayne on 23 by bachagaloops, im the only one there, and i take my sweet ass time fooding and reading "i am banksy (artist of the year) the best and brightest 2005 (art & entertainment) by colby buzzell" from volume 144 issue 6 december 2005 of esquire. sad. that there is a good read. it opened my eyes to a book called "happy birthday, jack nicholson" by hunter thompson, that i never heard of and apparently was only available in london. then there is this, this and this. i mean, you have probably seen and heard of banksy's work before, but these two pieces have special mention in that particular article and story. i would like to buy the book existencilism by banksy from amazon, but they only have one seller offering a used copy for 450 dollars.

you do understand it is just something to write about. check out my awesome watch:
diamonds, plenty of 'em. f pns cameras. though i might not be able to operate anything otherwise. curses ryerson.

so are we done? i got all excited about that every extend extra game and have not played it since. i am far from done with it though. it is just really hard to justify spending time on stuff like that lately. i feel it's running the hell out. some more of me and my jammy dance after the jump.

so im watching charmed and reading time when i come across this quote in the verbatim section of the magazine:

"'These are ugly decisions, but you either drink water or you die.'
-Peter Beattie, Premier of Queensland, Australia, who announced that owing to falling water levels--a result of the country's worst drought on record--the state will introduce drinking water containing recycled sewage water, starting next year"

cheers!

hahahah

sony is an interesting company. i am assuming their marketing crew is a group of unusual people. pre-holidays this season they attempted some viral campaign which was laughable. but they attempted it. it seems there is a creative freedom encouraged throughout the organization, possibly to a fault. i mean, that commercial was bad, and i think ive seen some other bad stuff. however sony has brought out some software i may have never seen. im talking rez, lumines, katamari, mister mosquito etc.

recently i took a look at my psp and decided to catch up on whatever the latest tinkerers were doing to the device. i found out that i can take any playstation one game, rip it to my computer, run it through a program and create a file uploadable to my psp to take my ps one games anywhere. ive done it. but that is not all.

i got into this game every extend extra. it is a game from q entertainment. this company makes such esoteric titles as listed above, rez, lumines, space channel 5, meteos, etc. i have only experieced rez and lumines. but this one. this one is great. i havent been playing games recently and i call it a game carefully. it is a virtual canvas of audio and color. i want you to play it. i want you to enjoy it. like i enjoy it. but we all have dreams. just look at the box, it is a remarkable piece of product design. tetsuya mizuguchi.

liberty

greetings from beyond the haze! here are some pictures, yo.