Get out there and vote – get the fucking GOP out.
Get out there and vote – get the fucking GOP out.
Month: November 2006
v-minus
I’m incredibly wired. If you’ve met me you know this isn’t unusual. But I mean, I’m incredibly wired even FOR ME. It’s just sunk in that i have one week before vacation, and at least three weeks worth of things to do; mom to take care of (my mother’s having some health issues and is […]
I’m incredibly wired.
If you’ve met me you know this isn’t unusual. But I mean, I’m incredibly wired even FOR ME.
It’s just sunk in that i have one week before vacation, and at least three weeks worth of things to do; mom to take care of (my mother’s having some health issues and is needing a little help but mostly a whole lot of emotional support, and being the only surviving relative it’s been me and only me for a couple months now); work, which means all the things no one else (literally, no one else in the whole company, i’m one of THOSE people) knows how to do have to be written down in my wiki so that people have a chance of being able to get through a week without calling me. I have to gather up my scuba gear – unused for two fucking years if you can belive that, i havn’t been underwater since fiji in August of ’04 – and make sure everything’s working, replace what needs replacing. I have to pack that up (more gear than it used to be, now that my daughter’s diving), i have to take care of my in-laws computer melt-down (which, typically, happens at the worst possible time).
And of course i have that time-compression moment where the mental list of things to do feels bigger than it really is, and the time feels less, in inverse proportion.
What this all does it put me in a near-fugue state where I’m vibrating so fast I’m still; i can’t get anything done for task switching. I’m about to split in two and fire off in different directions.
One more week i keep thinking. Soon that will be good. Right now I just feel the stress and can’t see past it.
It’s been two years since i’ve had a real vacation; and in a lot of ways that two years seems like a lifetime, fire and destruction and re-construction, and i can barely remember a time when I was able to take off twice a year for stress-reducing tropical holidays. I took it for granted then; when i had all the vacation time i wanted, and the incredible luxury of dotcom money.
Now, i’m all too aware of my own luck in being able to travel at all, but today all i feel is – i just heard someone say ‘pinball’ as I was typing this and that’s how i feel, like the big ball-bearing in a pinball game, whack-whack-whack-whack-clunk-ping-thunk, lights flashing, and around in a circle I go.
One more. week. Sigh.
FTW
So you may have noticed the new banner – thanks to Brandon who makes all this possible here at the ‘sphere. He just whipped this out for me (tee-hee) for his own entertainment. It won’t stay long so here’s a sample for later when I’ve changed again. But an interesting question was raised. What’s FTW […]
So you may have noticed the new banner – thanks to Brandon who makes all this possible here at the ‘sphere. He just whipped this out for me (tee-hee) for his own entertainment. It won’t stay long so here’s a sample for later when I’ve changed again.
But an interesting question was raised. What’s FTW (Which you may not be able to see on a small or low-res monitor, but it’s on the fingers) mean?
I always thought it was obvious. It is, was, and always will be Fuck The World; known to bikers and punks everywhere, though the meaning of THAT could be debated. To me it means, fuck what everyone thinks, I’m doing it my way. It could just as well mean truly, fuck all of you people, nothing matters but me, or some variation. Personally i prefer the other meaning, and when I wear something with that on it, that’s how I take it.
But another meaning was pointed out to me that I’d never heard. And I don’t mean For The Win which is l33t-speak gamer nonsense, or Flip The Walrus which is pretty damned funny even though I think it was made up in a sort of discordian gesture; nor do I mean the silly “it means What The Fuck, only with extra confusion”. Because all that’s akin to changing Shit Happens to Good Happens, trying to nice up something without actually understanding it.
No, T’m talking about a racist meaning. And I’m not even going to type out what that is, so as not to get picked up on google searches for it. I’m not going to type the names of the assholes who might use such a phrase. But what I’m wondering is, who’s actually ever even heard such a usage? I sure as hell hadn’t, and had to go looking for it and wade through lots and lots and lots of pages saying For The Win before I could find a page that contained the racially-tinged meaning.
Not that I’d surrender the usage because some stupid bastards take it up; i mean, hell, there goes my scottish heritage and shaved head if i want to abandon something just cause those asswipes decide it’s an icon of pure whiteness. But i figured, a guy should know these things….
Fresh Crush
My man Julian Lamb of Ruby Crush sent me some quick snaps of his latest work; this stuff ain’t on his site yet (though I hope it will be soon); so this is a preview or what’s to come. He sent me several but i particularly want to feature this, which I think us simply […]
My man Julian Lamb of Ruby Crush sent me some quick snaps of his latest work; this stuff ain’t on his site yet (though I hope it will be soon); so this is a preview or what’s to come. He sent me several but i particularly want to feature this, which I think us simply awesome.
(click those for a bigger view)
He’s perfectly captured the look of the classic swallow tattoo (which represents both home, and freedom, in classic sailor tattoo lore). It’s a stunning piece. I love how Julian’s work is developing; if I had the cash I’d buy one almost everything he’s shown me.