Thursday, October 28, 2004

meh

i haven't meh'd this world enough lately. meh.

and meh.

completely irrelevant to you, because the people still using internet explorer tend to be non technical, and thus use the browswer that comes by default. and then complain about virus and trojan problems.

i left IE a few years back, went to opera. but, opera has some problems that i just can't seem to forgive. Like a memory hole that sucks resources down as the day goes on. and a lot (A LOT--Limited editing in typepad, cant get gmail at all, and so on) of websites that have special jazz going on with java, or whatnot, are limited in opera. Developers it seems don't take opera seriously.

and, for kicks, i installed mozilla firefox a ways back. Never having meant to use it i have decided it is the best browser available. It's very IE like, in look and feel. but has the advanced features of opera. And then some.

I have yet, aside from having to go CTRL-L instead of my happy F2 to open a new site, to find a single flaw in this browser.

consider downloading it and throwing IE out. if for nothing else than the popup protection saving intrusions on your machine.

have a look..

Get Firefox!

I have some bitching to do later, but first i'm waiting for my governmental sanctioned rectal probe. sit tight and clench them cheeks in my honor.

Posted by ruzz on October 28, 2004 at 01:26 PM in itty bitty bits of nothingness | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack

Monday, October 25, 2004

breaking night break

last night was a sort of clearinghouse of thoughts. it was good. restored my thinking to more important things. so blogs can be useful. see. i've proved it.

i read back now, and i painted a much darker picture than is so. i think, the furnace motor dying, and the firemen, and policemen, and stupidity of men with guns, sent my mood to the crapper. not that it wasn't on the way before that.

it was.

but my normal sleep patterns are almost restored, and what seems impossible at the end of the day, seems attainable by morn. or noon. whatever.

it's all good. it aint great. but, through descent to depth we sometimes learn interesting shit. watching the walls fall away and the bullshit we tell ourselves fade, we learn something.

Posted by ruzz on October 25, 2004 at 01:29 PM in itty bitty bits of nothingness | Permalink | Comments (1) | TrackBack

Tuesday, October 12, 2004

you know.

"it's a hard world
it's a cold world
i could never say what i mean"
the be good tanyas - broken telephone

it's a hard world to get your effin mp3 licenses which got deleted in your last rebuild. that's hard. and not being able to listen to all the music i actually bought is just cold man.

but that isn't really what i mean.

I thought, i would throw a few words out while i wait for CSI: Miami to finish up. Thought, i would just try to forget all the shit that comes in my mind when i blog nowdays and just, you know, blog.

about the weather. babes in pleather. a girl named fred. whatever.

i worked my nut sack off today. first big day of code since we moved. full out day, from when i got up till about 2 hours ago. 10 hours of code makes the brain a bit haggard. merle haggard. and my ass becomes willie nelson.

but, there is this enormous thread of momentum coming together and i figure i best ride that while it's here. god only knows when some massive detour will pop up and shunt me back to the hood. me and my homies drinkin ginger ale's and playing sequence.

tough crowd.

can't seem to get caught up this year for nothin. contract work is tough sometimes. you get into cycles and if you can't break one you stay there forever. just stay there forever. you get behind, you have to conceed something to stay floating and then you get more behind. and more and more.

then maybe you move.
or get moved.
or die of rectal embolyism.

or choking on a weapon of mass chicken.

hard to say. but, i can say it's tough. it takes real discipline. something i don't have. never have had, and barely can fake having. life is about living, right?

too many things cookin right now to really dig into any of them, but it's shaping up around here, and i feel near capacity again. been a while for that. this or that. tit or tat.

those tanyas. they be good.

i would be good.
if someone could just decide what good was.
for once.
and all.

and not flip
flop.

i swear.

Posted by ruzz on October 12, 2004 at 01:24 AM in itty bitty bits of nothingness | Permalink | Comments (1) | TrackBack

Wednesday, September 22, 2004

TV goodness

I've had some thoughts on TV recently. As the fall seasons ramp up and the weather goes to shit, tv is more relevant. So, here are some of the thoughts. the ones i could remember at least.

  • CSI Miami: Speedle is dead. you don't like hearing it here, you shoulda watched it. Rory Cochrane (Speedle) asked to be wrote out to persue his film career. wonder if he talk to david caruso bout that one first. it meets a couple CSI objectives. The producers --case you wonder what producers do-- have delcared this year they are going to focus more on the story, more on the characters and their lives ala "the ER good years" and less on the whiz bang lets watch them fill a beaker for 2 minutes stuff. I say, good. good. now, if they hire some people who can write dialogue we may be in business. This hive of crime-drama shows could actually get interesting. Because, i tell you, i'm not that interested in blood spatter patterns or trajectory this or trajectory that. are you?

    i'm interested in people. in experiences i won't have. and i'm interested in the lives of people who deal with the underbelly of our society and how it affects them. show me some of that and make my downloads worth it.

    As an aside, last nights ep was one of the best directed i've seen. The cinematography was startling. brilliant colors and depth.


  • Entourage: people who can't get HBO shows suffer the banality of cable. it's true. i have neither cable nor HBO but i still get whatever i want. I saw the ads for this somewhere, and then saw an ad again in playboy recently and thought i would give it a try. My thinking is quite split on it. It's quickly shaping itself up to be nothing more than a guilty pleasure. Three of the four main characters are interesting, but how far can they take this idea? Consider it like watching reality tv but entirely scripted and shot better. It has the appeal of Nick & Jessica, or simple life, where you get to see inside the heads of someone wealthy or famous, without all the ugly and stupid commentary real famous or wealthy people spit out (Jessica Simpson?). Really, it's a good transition away from reality tv. it gets us out of the tired ass platform which dominates the box now, without really putting us right back into dynasty and knot's landing. a sort of bridge from scripted shows to reality.

    The real issue for the show, as i see it, having watched three episodes, is how will they keep it interesting. I mean, only three ep in and i've had enough of the hollywood party shots. The guys all scoring with super hot chicks every night. the rolling up in the hummer shots. Sell me something new. sell me something i could attain. Reality tv meets voyuerism. All those guys who couldn't be the man are just creaming themselves seeing inside the cloistered walls of celeb sex. But, are we crafting movie stars as 70's rockers? are we saying the new rockstars are young pretty actors in Rolls?

    how vapid are we? I guess i'm pretty vapid because i want to check out ep 4-8 soon. I'm more curious where this will go. can they touch on how rich the life could be, or will it denegrate to the old american morality play where wealth, fame and sex look nice but once you have them they are a burdensome, empty shell you carry on your liposuctioned ass? i bet it goes that route over showing that being rich and heartless can be more fun than most possible lives.

  • scrubs: Heather Graham has brought a sagging show back to life. Aside from her compelling looks she brings a fresh, silly, ditzy but smart flow to the show and i believe it's rekindled several of the cast members.

    Judekyle has said repeatedly, and i agree, that one of the pillars of M*A*S*H's success over the long haul was the revolving door of short new character arcs keeping the show fresh. He's also correct when he says no one does that sort of thing anymore, which is why shows go from brilliant to shite so fast. See ER, Six Feet Under, Friends, and so on.

    It's interesting to see this play out on scrubs. Heather Graham's 10 ep arc will be over in 6 episodes and she has immeasurably improved the show. Can they resist trying to sign her --which is death, btw-- to regular contract?

Posted by ruzz on September 22, 2004 at 04:27 PM in itty bitty bits of nothingness | Permalink | Comments (4) | TrackBack

tired.

i be tired. no updates to photolog or photo of the day. bad ruzz.
here. be pleased.

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Posted by ruzz on September 22, 2004 at 04:33 AM in itty bitty bits of nothingness | Permalink | Comments (1) | TrackBack

Sunday, September 19, 2004

good sunday to you.

today is the last sunday of your life.
this life, this current life, in any case.

sunday is the best day of the week bar none because no one really wants anything from you on sunday. you have stuff to do, because we always do, but no one is up your ass, no one is banging the door and ringing the phone.

thats a beautiful feeling. sometimes i get so much dread at dealing with people. dealing dealing and it's not something i'm consciously aware of until after, and i say, dood, for sure you could deal a bit better than dread.

no one wants to live their lives in dread.
fear. sure. dread, no.

everyone gets wet for fear.
it's crazy.

we are one fucked up species.
but not on sunday.
no. sunday is

respite.

Posted by ruzz on September 19, 2004 at 01:44 PM in itty bitty bits of nothingness | Permalink | Comments (3) | TrackBack

Friday, September 17, 2004

in summary

—covering your windows with dark cloth, opening your door enough for the travels of cats, and staying up till your blind tired is a good system for catching up some on sleep.

—The Reluctant one, back some time ago, she mentioned how she thought people were stingy with links these days. No one ever linking to another, and the longer i'm back, the more i agree. I remember the halcyon days of blogging back when me and yana were creating little internet wars all over and how if you read something you liked, you shared it and your thoughts about it on your blog, or, if you found a blog you liked, you shared it. no more. exactly zero inbound links from unexpected sources occur around here these days. it's an interesting phenomenom.

—i can't find my willie nelson cd. Spirits. i crave it. those rich guitar chords. it's frustrating.

—i've started a new series over on photo.ruzz.ca and i admit, as god commented to me, that if i don't explain what i'm doing no one can engage. maybe that's true. but, some of you aren't stupid and some of you could take the time to ask a couple questions about it (to yourselves, not me) and maybe someone might get the vibe i'm throwin. But, in a sweet irony, if no one gets it, if no one takes the time or makes the effort, as a photographic series it fails, but as an artistic observation, it succeeds.

—i also added 20 photos to the photolog

—today is friday

—i had dreams about kissing. gah. torture. is there much better in the world than a great kiss? or worse than waking up and realizing it didnt happen?

—i'm giving you this a+ content now, because i'm going into code mode for a few days and don't expect much in the way of thoughts, photos, or otherwise. lap it up sucka. lap it up.

—my pencil is large and yellow.

—aden is being a jackass.

— i'm bored already.

Posted by ruzz on September 17, 2004 at 01:24 PM in itty bitty bits of nothingness | Permalink | Comments (2) | TrackBack