Got up, got a message that my aunt called. Went to my hair appointment at the salon, then off to my aunt’s house to help her with her annual Independence Day party preparations. As usual, nothing really got done. We sanded a swing (technically its a glider, but I don’t think many people know what those are), then had a quick trip to Lowe’s to pick up some more paint for the actual swing…9 cans of spray paint and a new Dremel later, we returned. Sanding finished just as it started to rain, then it was declared dinner time. We ate, and as usual, nothing happens after food, so we watched National Tressure and got sleepy and that ends the day. I’m tired and ready for bed, and there is a cute guy in my bed waiting for me.
Who are you?
Do you know who you are? Are you the same person to everyone you meet? Are there parts of your life that you hide from others to make your life simpler? The art of interpersonal communication teaches us that we are someone different to everyone we meet, but how deep do these presenting faces need to go? At what point of fracturing do we no longer know ourselves?
Why do we create these barriers? Is there a need to lie to keep them in place? Why are we scared of everyone knowing the real us? Life is full of judgement, jealousy and guilt. These problems are only increased by denying our true selves.
Everyone deserves happiness, but not at the cost of the happiness of others.
Naked Cowboy Sues
http://www.cnn.com/2008/US/06/24/naked.cowboy/index.html
I don’t really like sharing news stories, because usually news sucks, but this is something I found funny, on varying levels. First, Mars should know better; Second, why would anyone dress like that in NYC?; Third, aren’t there laws for this type of thing?
On a different level, the costume sucks. The hat is ok, but the underwear is completely tacky, the guitar is ugly and the boots… well… thats a no-no, can’t have that, they clash with his skin. Naked cowboys are supposed to wear black boots, carry a black guitar and wear underwear that is more plain than that. Oh, and he really needs a haircut, long hair cowboys are so last decade. Take a closer look: http://dontdatethatdude.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/naked-cowboy2.jpg
Other than that, he has a nice body and being a complete public spectacle like that, with that level of vulnerability is kind of cool.
No Service
A little while ago while I was taking a piss, my new LG Chocolate II yelled "Loss of Servuce", quite randomly. I have always turned on the voice command functionality of my LG phones, since I don’t like ringtones. I have never in the history of LG phones I have owned (this is my 3rd) had a phone to so selfishly yell out its state to me. I am used to message notifications and incoming call notices, but this is certainly new. Oddly enough, I didn’t witness the "No Service" moment, I had 4 bars of 1X Digital service when I got back to the phone. Service levels are always low at home, so I hope I don’t have to deal with the phone screaming at me like this much.
Becoming "Social"
In the past few days I joined Digg, Del.icio.us, and a few other communal dumping grounds, thinking that they would help me find my place in the blogosphere, but instead, they are just adding more clutter and becoming another useless tool that I have access to. I wouldn’t want to share my bookmarks with people I know, and certainly not with people I don’t know. I have tried working with Del.icio.us in Windows Live Writer, but all I can do is post all of my recent bookmarks, and that’s not useful to me at all. I like the idea of posting links, but not in that way. Something that would be more useful to me is the ability to provide something with a URL and let it get a preview of it, like the images, and maybe a few bits of text. I guess that’s what some of the other tools I have available to me are for. If anyone cares what I have bookmarked, have a look, I’m not shy, but I’ll warn you, the links are pretty lame: http://del.icio.us/kularski.
I will keep trying del.icio.us, because it is nice to have access to my bookmarks across browsers and profiles without the hassle of all that importing. I am sick of trying to fit in, so i’m just going to keep doing things my way… or find an API system I can hook into to make this shit work for me.
Quote: June 27, 2008
"Artistic talent is a gift from God and whoever discovers it in himself has a certain obligation: to know that he cannot waste this talent, but must develop it"
–Pope John Paul II
Another Digital Ink Drawing Attempt
Ink Test
Thursday, June 26, 2008
5:39 PM
First Reactions Quiz
I don’t usually do these types of things, but I’m bored and there’s nothing interesting to blog about.
Beer: dad
McDonalds: trash
Relationships: handcuffs
Purple: flower
Power Rangers: fetish
Cartoons: Saturday morning
Florida: orange
Reading: beach
Halloween: night
Alice: crazy bitch
MySpace: TO HELL WITH IT!
Feet: yum
Marriage: fags
Paris: fags
Pat: and Vanna
Redheads: Irish
Blondes: Aryans
One night stands: sad
Donald Trump: ugly
Neverland: its got testicles
Pixie: Scottie
Vanilla ice cream: bland
Hooters: too many tits
High school musical: Zach Efron
Pajamas: fuzzy
Woody: don’t look!
Otto Heino
This morning I was running over Google News, looking at things that appeal to me, and I came across an article about a 94 year old potter in California. It is inspiring to think that it is possible to go into a career that one loves so much and still be able to do it at that age. Mr. Heino was not influenced by the sculptural ceramics movement, instead he has stayed true to functional ware. He is quite an inspiration.