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Saturday, November 03, 2001

:: Randomosity ::

No specific topic tonight, just feel like ranting a bit. First off, check out Katie's new design, Staring at the Lights. Not quite sure what it means, but it's a catchy title, and she's got this very cool header graphic for it. Incidentally, I've heard that phrase before when referring to boxing - the loser ends up "staring at the lights" when he's knocked out. Odd, I never took Katie for a boxing fan. Oh well. Live and learn, I suppose.

It seems like I have some degree of free time coming up...I have a couple papers to do, 2 photography projects, and...not much more that I can think of. I think I'll spend some time organizing the stuff I've got online, maybe working on the Drink some more - Oh, Elaine was nice enough (VERY NICE enough) to send me some photos of the bar in Calgary that's named The Drink! Expect them to be shown here once they get scanned. Anyways, maybe I'll work on the Drink (comic) some, or I'm going to try to get the projects section finished/sorted. Then there's the Canwon2 stuff...the video project from that, as well. I've been converting all the Cowboy Bebop episodes into workable files, so that I can cut and clip stuff from the shows, but that will be a fairly major project, one that I think will have to wait for a while yet.

Who reads this anyway?

A number of people I've been talking to recently have been expressing a lot of anxiety to return home for christmas (these people are studying away from home, obviously), and I can't help but feel...disappointed. But here's the thing. I've never been possessed by a fierce urge to get out of Kamloops, I've never been absolutely longing to travel or attend a distant university. And since UCC's the only BC university to offer a bachelor of Journalism, if I were to go away it'd be at the least out-of-province...and I've never really given it much thought. So what is it? I never found it the most exciting place here, but never before has it seemed so...just dull. I used to be content here, but now people just aren't the same, it's "What's up tonight?" "Oh, we're going to [insert bar name here]." "Ah. Well, have fun."

I've just got no inspiration anymore. Sure, do well in school, yadda yadda yadda. But it's not like I'm pursuing a lifelong dream or anything. I mean, before this year I hadn't even decided on what I was taking yet, and even that was more akin to a coin toss than anything else. That's why I enjoy creating things out of no real reason, such as the music videos. When I'm working on those, I am driven. The Kryptonite video, the first night worked on it for 7 or 8 hours STRAIGHT. That's S-T-R-A-I-G-H-T. And it gives me such a feeling of accomplishment when I finish. What else do I do, besides exercise my ability to amuse people? Hockey, plow along in school, do little niceties like do the elementary school webpage, burn some cds for people, draw a picture for someone...it's just so boring.

And why does everyone love Jack Black, or whoever the heck he is? And WHY is everyone all of a sudden telling me about his little band, and the song called "Wonderboy" ? I mean like, what is WITH that? It's not like it's Russell Crowe or anything. (and yes, I do know Russell Crowe has a band, 30 Odd Feet of Grunts or something to the like. I listened to them already.) Oh, and in case his name isn't really Jack Black or Joe Schmoe or whoever he is, he's the guy in that new movie Shallow Hal (he's Hal).

Y'know what I REALLY hate? Yahoo. Let me tell you a story. I had an email account there, named (of course) decordas. Back when I'd chat in Yahoo chat, there were these personal profiles you could make, ie personas. I had a few...one to be serious with (decordas), one to be an ass with (gwarron. That was always with Ed. Those were some good times.) etc etc. So one of them was the "mysterious" persona. He had an age of 0, zero. No biggie, right? Well then Yahoo changed their setup, making it so that only people who were of a certain age could chat. 13 and up, or something. It's not important. What IS important was that Yahoo now detected this age of zero this profile had, and BAM - cut off access for the account. I can log in, but I can't modify my account at all. It lists them all, and so I look over the list and see the faulty profile, click "edit your profile" and get a message "You are too young to have a Yahoo profile!" So apparently the fact that I'm too young to have Public Profile, combined with the fact that I already HAVE some Public Profiles, messes something up, and therefore restricts ALL access to my account. Like, email? Nope. Cut off. Stupid yahoo. And there's nothing I can change about it, nowhere to contact, nothing. I'm stuck. Stupid irritating Yahoo. That's why I'll never use it again, because of this.

Whewwwww........

Well, that's enough for now. Another day gone by, another unaccomplishing, drab and trudging day. Take a breath, lose track of it in mind and forget about it, go look for something to do. As always.

Thursday, November 01, 2001

:: The Wicker Man, revisited ::

For those of you who've seen the first music video, do you think I should include this clip (click here) on the end? It would seem to wrap it off nicely, I think.
:: Halloween!!!! ::

Muah ha ha ha!! Check it. Sadly too, out of those search results, it seems like my hit was the only one who was actually about what they were really searching for.

So today (damn, yesterday now. I think days should 'end' at like 4 am. I mean seriously, the day doesn't end till you're asleep.) was Halloween. And man has it gone downhill. How many kids came to our door? 19. NINETEEN! What the hell is that? And we're in a neighborhood between the local elementary AND high schools. It's sad is what it is! Although, Trevor only got ONE treater. Oh, and the costumes? There's the occasional gem, but now it's just storebought junk or the smartasses who knock and say "I'm a typical teenager!" or "Huh huh, I've got a skateboard, I'm Tony Hawk!"

"I've got a hockey stick, but do I look like Wayne Gretzky to you?" Stupid dolts.

Then they egg your house.

I did see some very good costumes at a party later on, but nothing was...original. Oh look, a ninja with a plastic sword. Oh, angels with little wings and glitter on their face. Very nice, but not too creative. A lot of people just wore ragged clothes and put some fake blood over the tears. :P The devil girl's suction cup horns were fun to play with, though. Oh! And one guy was a fisherman. A fisherman! He had a net and the vest, hat, pouches, everything. I'd say that was the most innovative costume I saw today. And how sad is that?

There were also some guys shooting off fireworks in the parking lot at the hockey rink, only horizontally - like ACROSS the lot. In line with the cars parked there. I'm sure it was a real blast, guys. I hope the cops don't find out your license plate number. Oh what's this, written on a paper in my pocket? Why it's your license plate number! Imagine that!

Halloween is depressing. Not the whole event itself...just how far it's gone downhill since my childhood. *sigh*

Oh well! Here's a drawing I did one year ago. Halloweeeeeeeen!

Wednesday, October 31, 2001

:: Kryptonite ::

Ohhhhhhhhhh yeah, done the second video! Time tally: 16 hours. Much faster than the first video. Will put online later.

Update: it's online, haven't elaborated at all - go here to download: The 2nd Video! Or look for the banner down on the left side, click that.

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