It's misty and cool and there's rain likely for the next five days, so coating the deck doesn't seem possible as it requires dryness. I seem to've fallen into a kind of purgatory wherein four men spend 13 hours a day a few feet away from me, my computer has been broken forever, and the weather yo-yos from 105° to 52°. Did I miss something? Did I die and go into a modern version of Hell? Which circle do neverending computer problems fit into?
At least I have the approriate labels for this post.
Labels: Dept of :(, Dept. of Desolation, Dept. of No Upside, It's the end of the world as we know it and I don't feel fine., Jonesing, Living Hell, puter
- 10 August 2008
Things are moving along...
Here's an absorbing 8 page review of Nvidia PhysX, which is a development that brings physics into games in a nice way. The description of using cores and cards separately sounds very, very cool. Nvidia is on top of things, it seems.
/me wants to go play in the fluids demo.
Labels: Jonesing
26 February 2008
Watching (well, in a minute) Dig!, about the Brian Jonestown Massacre and the Dandy Warhols. I never saw the BJM but saw the DW one night at the Midnight Sun (performance space the size of my living room) in Olympia. I used to go and see live music about 3 times a week, usually at the Backstage but at times elsewhere. Oly is between Seattle and Portland so bands can easily stop over and sleep on someone's floor (at the Backstage bands would solicit floor space from audience members if they had no place to stay).
The music scene (heh sounds nicely retro) is (not that I've paid attention for a while but presumably still is) vibrant with independent labels like K Records and Kill Rock Stars, and music festivals every so often when someone gets enthusiastic. I am totally out of the loop now, but it was fun and interesting, and sometimes I'd meet the Monsters* there although usually I'd just go alone as it was hard to roust people my age to go stand in a frozen alley in January at midnight to wait for whoever had the key to unlock the door (I've spend hours waiting for the person with the key in Olympia - at galleries, music venues, and films). I remember that particular Dandy Warhols show well, as they totally rocked (to a crowd of about 16) and afterwards the bandmembers sold T-shirts they'd made - T-shirts from the Goodwill with maybe silkscreen or stencil, I misremember.
I've spend far more time listening to the DW than the BJM. The Black Rebel Motorcycle Club is another in that line. I don't listen to anything anymore as live is the best, and there's not muchh point listening to canned music of that ilk.
Oooh - the other day Jim sent me a page from the Seattle Weekly - an article about Tad Doyle of TAD, which we saw at the Capitol Theatre. In some half-remembered auction (maybe the one the Capitol Theatre had to get Dolby?) one could buy Tad's car, and we briefly (and non-seriously) debated buying it before deciding not to as the springs would be shot (Tad is not small). Tad, amazingly, documented everything the band ever did, and two years turned over his bazillion tapes to a documentary filmmaker who has made a film, the name of which escapes me at the moment, but which will be fun to see I'm sure.
*They met doing security for Bill Graham in San Francisco, at a Butthole Surfers concert. Mr Monster has a rock museum. Well, he has the creamy centre without the hard chocolate exterior (i.e, he has the goods but no building).
Labels: Jonesing
22 December 2006
For some unknown reason that is actually kind of impossible, my public_html folder was EMPTY last night and Marty had to recover it all from a backup. Thank you, Marty. I don't see how whatever happened could've happened, but at least it has been fixed.
I found when I had no electricity that I was jonesing for my blog the most of anything. As usual I wrote a million mental blogposts. When I told Candide he send me a link to a cartoon from Married to the Sea:
marriedtothesea.com
Yesterday I hung the BOOKS show, arranged an awards event for 7pm on the 26th with Jensel djing, made Doc's Combat Card (I had made the chainsaw for him as he had told me 8 or 9 months ago that he wanted to be a chainsaw-wielding Santa on his card), hung out a bit with Young Geoffrion at her charming estate where we attempted to swordfight but suffered an unholy borketude for some reason. Kain visited and talked about l'Aigle noir and the (unknown to me) singer known as Barbara.
Today I fiddled with HUDs and had a Friday Fight event at Spangle. Enjah came and kept me company - we finally got one fighter but most people were probably xmas shopping or (as she pointed out) at work (but the time is Euro-friendly so I don't have to do it alone every week). The point of the FFs is NOT that it's f0r teaching new people, but that it's a guaranteed time when a fighter can have an opponent.
Labels: Jonesing