Monthly Archives: May 2004

I Will Wrap Around You Like a Circle

What you see is what I got:

a concert ticket
Boo-yah!

So I’m going monday night to see A Perfect Circle. Damn right! I’ve let many, many bands slip through my hands, but I’m not missing this one. A week ago I put out a feeler among my groups of friends to see who else wanted and could afford to go, and only one responded (I need new friends). So, as it stands, my friend Fuzzy and I will be going. He’s going to attempt finding better seats than what we got; I wish him luck. Hehe. Hey, so long as we get to see and don’t get booted out.

Ah, feels good to look forward to a show again. I can’t wait. Next show I’ll be looking forward to? Rush, in San Antonio. I’ve had those tickets since March. I definitely can’t wait for that one.

It’s All Uphill

Last night I got a wild hare and was inspired to ride my bicycle. After packing up my laptop and prepping the bike, I headed off to the new “LJS/KFC” combo location just two blocks away, uphill. Had a decent dinner, noted that the interior design of the place was done by a gay board of trustees who had too much Ikea and a love for The Container Store and old Kentucky Fried Chicken commercials. Yeah, the decor looked that bad. Funny how the introduction of false “historical images” as murals can really subconsciously affect our perceptions; at least that’s what Yum! Brands (a.k.a. PepsiCo) is hoping.

So, dinner eaten, I continue to Flight Path Cafe for some post-dinner coffee and some laptop time. Made it there in short time and short breath; some good uphill on the way. Spent some time helping a friend work on the CSS for his site; we got it mostly right, but a touch more work and polish would help it look good. At 11pm, Flight Path closed, and I opted to ride to Mojo’s, about 2 miles away, for some company with friends of mine who were there. More uphill.

Got to Mojo’s, and several friends of mine were there hanging out on IRC on the porch. Nice breeze, easy mood, quiet night, what with the UT kids leaving the town in droves for the summer. Hung out until 1:30am and was given a ride home to save me from bar-rush traffic.

When I got home, I still had the urge to ride some more, but I had to belay that and head to bed. Decided that this morning I would ride my bike to work for the first time. Sounded fair. This morning, as I woke up, I remembered that resolution, almost turned it down on account of time, but decided to push forward with it anyway. Glad I did. Took a shower, got dressed, packed what I had of snacks, and headed off to work. Uphill. Through the Department of Public Safety headquarters, the quickest route to work. Made it in decent time. Arrived to work with racing heart and much sweating. Great way to start the workday.

Went out for lunch, too. Getting there was downhill, thankfully, but coming back, with the full stomach — uphill. Serious uphill. Oh hell. Ah well. Finished the day and headed home. Almost got into some traffic trouble when I rode out into Lamar after misjudging a driver’s intentions. Thankfully nothing happened. I rode downhill through the DPS headquarters, through the neighborhood, across Koenig, and back home with little other trouble. Perfect way to get home after work.

After riding my bike and disdaining my car since last night, I decided to not break the chain and go to Flightpath tonight on my bike as well. Kind of my own “National Don’t Drive Your Car Day”. And so far, so good.

It feels good to have a bike again. My knees, thighs, and chest are all telling me to the contrary, but they’ll adjust. I just need to be consistent about riding when the distances are short and time is long, and driving when the time is short and the distance is long. Sounds like a fair policy to me. Heh. Policies. Promises. Pah.

So, yeah, I’m at Flightpath. Considering working on some code. Dunno. Most of my IRC friends are offline or away doing other fun stuff, so chatting isn’t much good tonight. Just caffeinate, listen to some Slowdive, and hammer out some Perl.

Wish me luck.

Blue, Black, Green

Sleepy. Mellow. My thinking is currently numb, quiet, and studious.

About two weeks ago I reached burnout. I have so many projects and ideas swirling around and perpetually ongoing. Nothing finished. Nothing usable. There’s so much work to programming, and there’s so little time in my off-work life. If I was paid to do this, I’d hate it, sure, but I’d get more done. The best times of my day for programming would be during the day when I’m on the clock at work, but there’s none of that for me, none. I work at a printshop. So when I spend most of my free time either in front of my computer or chained to my laptop, I can’t think about my code because the very code that I wrote only weeks ago is now foreign to me. I spend so much time just staring at the code, glazed, because I can’t stay acquainted with it, I can’t devote large chunks of time to it. So I poke a few lines here, spend a few minutes getting lost, and then I spend a few days away from it either by schedule, disinterest, or inability to find a place conducive to writing the code. So there’s my burnout. There’s my brain fry.

So, what now? Chrontium development is suspended until further notice. My website engine is on indefinite hiatus. Those and like 10 other projects are all back-burnered until I get some basic groundwork figured out again, until I get my stuff together, until I feel like making headway again.

My apologies to anyone that this may dishearten.

On the upside, though, I picked up a book on XML. Something offline to help keep me going. I’ve been wanting to figure this XML thing out for a while, and finally I found a book that helped me make sense of it. XML is pretty technical, but it’s human-readable. It’s a system of marking up regular text into what each piece of text actually is. If you’re publishing a paper you can, say, put the title inside a title tag, and the introduction in an introduction tag, and later down the road a person or a program can read those and go, “Ok, this is the title. I’d like to make all my titles have 24-point bold text.” Through the use of style sheets or XSL, you can do that. Pretty cool stuff. Very “object oriented” – everything is enclosed in something else; it’s all “tree-like” in programatic structure. Nice.

If anything, reading up on XML has helped me keep an interest in programming, if only for the pure “objects and containers” aspect. Figure out the most basic units of function and build from there. I’ve begun attacking certain pieces of code, just experimentally. Nothing towards any specific ends. That’s when programming is fun, I suppose.

Tonight, I took my mellow, quiet mood and stopped by Cheapo Records to pick up some fresh music. I decided to go with today’s Cure thread and beelined for The Cure’s “Pornography” (1982) which, after tonight’s first spinning, is rather good. Essential listening for any Cure fan. I then went cruising up and down the cd bins when another band name appeared in my head, and I had to check it out. The band is Slowdive, and I know very little about them other than repeated recommendations that I should listen to them. I grabbed their cd “Souvlaki” and took it to the counter for a test listen, and the clerk was like, “Dude, just go ahead and buy it. It’s that good.” After hearing parts of a few songs, I was clear on the matter: “Sold.” I stopped off at a hidey-hole of a restaurant for some playing with code while I ripped the two CD’s. They’re in my playlist now, and they perfectly fit my mood.

Blue, black and green.
Melancholy, emptiness, and hope.