ok, ok...

minor update, really just an excuse to post this funny picture.

Anyways, Sara and i are doing well. Can't wait till one year comes...


Also, i own a car. it just needs to be insured and inspected, and it will be ok. sweet.

Being trained for closing at subway (reeeal fuckin hard, riight) which includes a minor shift differential.

But yeah. Uh...

Nothing too amazing.

More windows just for you!

Check out this cool Windows Vista screenshot.


notice how the window above distorts the window below like glass. very cool.

Another one for the big green X

Yes, as Steve Whiskeyman pointed out, i am waging a war with no enemy against the PS3. oh well. Here is a nice bit of info that makes me all warm and fuzzy inside:

Developers Migrating from PS3 to Xbox 360 Development?
By: César A. Berardini - "Cesar"

Oct. 12th, 2005 2:06 pm

PS3Today.com and PS3Focus.com have reported a recent Japanese article about PS3 developer support, which has an insider source claiming that the initial investment for PS3 software development it at least ¥2 billion (U$S 17.6 million), and that figure does not include the actual development costs associated directly with the title.

This initial investment, according to this insider source, is "nothing but a nightmare for many Japanese software development companies."


The article also reveals that the prevailing rumor in Japanese game development circles is that many companies may end up developing for the Xbox 360, which will lower R&D costs since the system shares many similarities with Windows game development, allowing developers to release a single title on both platforms.

Could Sony’s ambitious plans for the PlayStation 3 scare small game developers away and push them to towards Xbox 360 development? Only time will tell...

Source: Team Xbox

Cool bloggy updates.

Got bored, made the top of the page more presentable.

Also, a bunch of new subtitles! Now more than 30! or maybe 40... but i'm thinking 30.
Be sure to glance up at them!

Back when a stick was more than just something you moved before you mowed the lawn.

Know what i miss? I miss being able to run around my back yard all day long and not get bored. I miss playing pretend. I miss imagining myself as the most elite of super soldiers, running around defending the colony of zornoth 12. I miss being able to see all the same things my friend Zack saw when he looked down the barrel of his .306 hex bore smith and we-, er, stick.

I missed it enough to get up off my ass, walk up the stairs, sit down on the computer, open my blog, and type about it.

If i could pick up one of my replica MP5 SD5 airsoft guns and run around the basement pretending to be the lead member of a russian drug cartel, i fucking would! but i can't.

Why?

Because i'm 19, and it would be completely, absolutely retarded of me to do. Immature.

Damnit, fuck maturity.

I WANT MY IMAGINATION BACK!

Who decided that i couldn't see things that weren't there anymore? And barring all of the people reading this screaming "WHAT ABOUT CHRISTIANS?!" i think whoever decided it wasn't entirely off thier rocker.

I mean, we can't live in a fake world all our lives, can we?

Oh wait, haha, i forgot about the futilistic modern american dreaming that this country is based on. Heh, silly me.

Fuck you, you uptight bastards. I'll never join you... NEVER!

*totes MP5 about*

Yet another black thing to add to my repertoire.

Yes, they finally have them. Actually... they have for a while now, i just happened to find them.

Actually, my mom found them and bought me some.

But thats not the point!

These, are cool.

They will go on the shelf with Djarum Blacks, Black finger nail polish, Black eyeliner, Black clothes, Black boots, Black hair, and Black socks. Next... black underwear!

Behold the liquorice altoids.

Difficult to sleep when the men in your head won't stop screaming complaints about the water...

Its 5am on a monday night

it might be tuesday in reality

but in my reality, its not tomorrow until i go to sleep and wake up again. Then its tomorrow. My sporadic sleep schedule must allow for an amorphic time scale, which is essentially based on my Sara and work schedules.

My life is split apart by brief five hour blocks of havoc driven dreams and blankets that never remain in thier resting place. I've been a restless sleeper for as long as i can remember sleeping.

Some nights, sleep doesn't come at all. This is another one of those nights. I feel a deep sense of longing in the back of my head, the need to create something, to be at work somewhere. I constantly need to be accomplishing... anything. And yet, i find myself at a loss. There is nothing to do... to complete. In these moments deep between the darkest hours of the evening, i have nothing to do. No where to go. The menial, boring tasks of the day are a waste of time now. Even the prospects of sketching or clicking away on the computer are not pallatable. I just wander about the house, wondering what i could do to pass the time.

Inevitably, i end up here, in my little corner of cyberspace. Typing.

I don't feel empty. No, quite the opposite. I am full in my mind to the point of bursting. Thinking straight is impossible... as is sleep. I sit, lay, stand up in my bed. I could stare at the many images that adorn my room for hours. My little cave is comparable to the lairs of demented serial killers and brilliant minds alike. Although, who is to say there is a difference...

I can't find peace until i empty my head and allow space for the nothingness of sleep to take grip. My mind is like a lake torn by a storm, gnashing violently at the cliffs of memory and constitution. Only with the coming of a silence as sheer as a pane of glass can i begin to drift to sleep... or the exaustion of tens of hours pressing on my overactive psyche.

If only i could just turn myself off.

If only there were some new way for me to express myself...




click.

Some old art

Here is some of my art.

These are from '02.
More later.

this, is funny.

had to share.

anyone who owns a computer, or looked at one, or has a DVD player, or a grandfather with hearing aids.. this is for you.


Hmm... life updates...

Job is going well. Nothing to complain about. Sara is still gorgeous. erm... xbox out soon. car soon also. still figuring out school loans. otherwise... nothing special.

woot!

Sara and I just hit 11 months on friday. kick. ass.

one more month to go, folks...


Best 11 months of my life...


on a side note

xbox 360

just a bit more than 40 days.

holy.

fucking shit.

interesting...

All the stuff that happened on Sara and I's one year.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/November_7


One funny thing, this is also the annivarsary of the death of roosevelt's wife. heh.

Its official, i'm dead.

First, let me note that i fucking HATE this god damned computer. it fucking crashed me out of this fucking screen and lost all of my god fucking damned post shit. peice. of shit.

anyways.

i googled my name, and apparently i'm dead.

Wednesday, May 11, 2005
Joseph Schell

Joseph Schell passed away bravely at home, in MacTier, on Friday, May 6th, 2005 in his 80th year.

Loving husband of Fay (nee Leonard) Emes Schell.

Dear son of the late David and Mary Anne (Beers) Schell.

Loving Dad of Harold and his wife Cathy of Oro; Jim of MacTier; John of London; Paul and his wife Denise, also of London; Debbie and her husband Steve of Lucan.

Dear Grandpa of Amber, April, Paul, Amy, Ryan, Jessie, Kristina, David, Amanda, and Andrew.

Dear great Grandpa of Neven, Tyler, and the late Connor.

Dear brother of Kay Hayes, Rita Glidden, Dalton and the late Harry, John, Nell, Angus, Billy, Victor, Oliver and Rachel.

Fondly remembered by his many nieces, nephews, other relatives, and friends.

Rested in the MacTier United Church where family received visitors on Sunday, May 8th between the hours of 2 to 4 and 7 to 9 p.m..

Service was in the Church on Monday, May 9th at 1:00 p.m. followed by cremation.

Donations to the MacTier United Church or the charity of your choice would be appreciated.

Arrangements entrusted to Logan’s of Parry Sound (746-5855).

Link: http://www.parrysoundnorthstar.com/1115835275/

and i'm an investment banker playing on the PGA tour's celebrity list.

link: http://www.pgatour.com/story/8179569 about 21 or 22 names from the bottom, left hand column.

and i'm exibiting something in austria

AUSTRIA.



Imperial-Royal Commissioner General,

HON. ANTON VON PALITSCHEK-PALMFORST, LL. D.

6030 Edgerton Avenue.





Delegate for Fine Arts.

HANS. TEMPLE,

6030 Edgerton Ave



Manager,

CHARLES SEDELMEYER, Paris.



Represented at the Exposition by Joseph Schell,

At the desk at entrance of Gallery 35, West Court.









AUSTRIA

Sculpture, Paintings in Oil.



GROUP 139.



Sculpture.

Link: http://fly.hiwaay.net/~shancock/fair/AUSTRIA.htm

and then me as the banker again

And while Merrill moved quickly today to replace Shafir with former Montgomery Securities banker Joseph Schell, the firm has found the livin' in California anything but easy. Merrill has recently completed some strong tech stock offerings, but has picked up little of the momentum Goldman Sachs (GS:NYSE - news) and Morgan Stanley Dean Witter (MWD:NYSE - news) had in a dot-com dominated 1999.

Link: http://www.thestreet.com/stocks/brokerages/876777.html

and me dead again

Joseph Schell, 54, Sept. 9, patient care worker. Adair Funeral Homes Dodge Chapel

Link: http://www.tucsoncitizen.com/index.php?page=publicrecords&story_id=092205b2_deaths

and here i am as a chairman of a french Institue of Biology

Chair of Plant molecular biology Pr. Joseph Schell 1994-1998

http://www.college-de-france.fr/chaires/instit_biologie/presentation/historique_en.html

and look! the real me! I found this old set of forum posts. Its from when i was involved with the development of a SSM LOD.

Link: http://www.screensavermax.com/cgi-bin/Blah/Blah.pl?,v=display,b=040,m=1054894014

and here is me as a weird german guy

Link: http://members.lycos.nl/josephschell/

Lots of the same old shit

Nothing interesting to mention.

Things are good with Sara. Germany was cool. Drove fast. Shit like that.

I say shit alot now don't i?

Its sort of an inoffense curse word. heh.


Anyway, my one track mind is deviating...


*sigh*

Holy shit...

Ok folks, wondering what the xbox 360's graphics power is like? Well, here is a pretty fucking good example.

Here is a photograph a a Saleen S7.


And here is a Project Gotham Racing in-game-engine render of a Saleen S7, on the xbox 360.


Here is that same image with the city of LA in the background, also fully rendered on the xbox 360 in real time. THIS IS THE FUCKING CITY SCAPE YOU WILL SEE WHEN YOU IN THE GOD DAMN GAME.



Need i say more?