20060131

Blacklist

My first ever blacklist. Here i will list the things i own or use that ar more than 70% black. heh.

CLOTHES:
Shirts
Pants
Socks
Hat
Coat
Belt
Gloves
Boots (2)
Shoes

ACCESSORIES:
Watch
Cell phone
Wallet
Black Sheep Keychain
Lighter

PHYSICAL:
Hair (natural)
Fingernails
Eyeliner

RANDOM:
Ciggarettes (Djarum Black)
Cat
Contacts
Sketchbooks (3)
Altoids Mints (licorice)
Black (videogame name)
Clock
Vamp Energy Drink
Keyboard
Mouse
Desk


This is all i can think of, anyways.

20060127

A post for Kyle


This one is for you, kyle, because i know you loved them.


HATE RANT #17836600


I hate.

I fucking hate psudointellectual people, especially those who are young and naive. I hate it when they attempt to argue a point, but refuse to stay on a specific subject, debate things objectively, consider valuable counterpoints, give any valuable counter points, and cannot properly use words longer than five characters. I hate when kids think they understand the complex and tumultuous world of polotics, spewing thier anti-whoever rants out of thier neopunk-rocker faces. I despise people who speak as though everything they think is a fact, and not worth changing. Having some very stong opinions is fine, we all do, me especially. But for christs sake, be a little open fucking minded.

I hate it when people claim that religion is created to make people feel better about themselves. Whats athiesm then? Sounds like it was created to make people who are scared of a higher power or (gasp) moral truths feel better. Guess what, retards. When you eliminate a god or godlike figure, guess who becomes god? Humans. Wow, what do you know... according to athiesm, we have the highest probability of being the most intelligent life on this planet. No wonder they like it so much.

After all, how could we possibly come from some "god" who created the universe with an intelligent design?

Isn't it obvious we were created by a giant explosion that originated from absolutely nothing billions of years ago? I mean, a supersubnuclear tear in the rift of formless time and space which, through billions and billions of random collisions, created a race of beings so complex that thier visual organs (the eyes, for those who may not know) are more complex than the entire rest of thier organic being? Wow. that must have been some explosion (from nothing, even!).

In light of that, what sane minded human could believe that we were created by a higher intelligence? Proposturous!


(at this point i would like to apologize for any misspelled words and bad english. I'm not proofing this.)

A few wise words to consider, not my own:

"During my lifetime i have learned and seen enough to fill volumes. It takes scores of volumes, however, to fill a library" - Ben Frank.

"The first step to becoming wise is realizing you know nothing about being wise." - My Dad


and a little bit of food for thought from me.

Back in the day, they were going to kill Columbus for saying the world might be round. Back in the day, they thought that fire was held inside wood, and you had to scare it out. Back in the day, we tied women to rocks, threw them into lakes, and figured if they floated, they must be witches. Way back in the day, we thought that the only way to cure a bullet wound was to amputate. Back in the day, lightning was magic. Back in the day, the world was the center of the entire universe.

So why the fuck are we so sure we're right about what we think now?

Modern science and polotic will be laughable in fifty years.



Just like your shirt, punk.

20060120

Black, i love black.

Well, some small news but nifty news nonetheless.

I ordered a new phone! Its a $200 phone (samsung t309), which t-mobile let me upgrade to for a mere $50. Pretty cool. Now, most people get cool deals like that all the time, although i feel like it happens very seldom to me. So, this here new phone is my little gift. or something. Why did i want it? well, its black, it has more storage space, better audio quality, and... the kicker...

I can assign photos to peoples caller ID display. kick. ass. So now when you call me, i see... you. or something i chose to represent you. cool eh? I thought so.

Anyways... stuff.

20060119

Millions of man hours, one simple product.

Its like sitting on the edge of a massive cliff overlooking the most majestic dynasty you could possibly imagine. Brilliant, shining, ancient monolithic structures of grandeur...

Except you're facing the other way, staring right into the forest you walked out of.

Augh, its ridiculously frusterating. I need to start breaking away from this stupid stale life of mine and building the Me i want to be. I've got the image of me i like just fine, but not the life.

Unfortunately for me, being an artist is not exactly the best way to fly off into the social horizon. Most likely, i won't be even remotely useful until i'm dead.

What artist isn't?

So in my struggle to do something worth while, i sort of... blah-out. I'm blah. blah blah blah.

I can see the steps i need to take, and all the great things those steps lead to, but god damnit it takes a long time. And why does it all seem related to money? or the idea of money perhaps. Or maybe the root of it all is my lack of motivation to make said money.

Maybe, i'm just a retard.

bedrrrrt.


Anyway, the point of this post is...

i am sick of doing the same old shit.

bleh.

20060117

I'd of shot the cat too.

long time no post.

hrm.

well, got the car repaired enough so that it would move. sweet. Sara and I and doing well, despite our individual troubles. She's got school weighing in on her, and i've got money issues. Such is life.

Soon, i'll have some content on S1DC.com. really, i want to be able to mirror posts from here onto S1DC.com, but i'm not sure how. I might ask blogger.com for some help with it.

Been playing alot of xbox 360 at Chris's place. As you can see, my little gamer card is off to the right, and it tells you what i played last and what my gamer score is. Pretty cool.

Anyways, as many details i could rant about in this post appear in my mind, the patience to type them all out does not exist. oh well.

On an artistic note, i just made this cool Lamborghini psudovector image a few days ago. enjoy.

More later. much later. maybe.