The world is busy with its own rhythm. Easy to get lost in the distractions of the daily scramble to get on top of your predefined space, any space, that you can call your own. Everyone tries to call their shots on you. Never listen. People can judge you, but choose your own path. Get out of your own bubble. Do what you feel like doing. Ride at your own pace. Even if the only thing that makes the truth real, is your belief in it.
If I won the lottery, I'd get:
The hamster wheel won't turn unless you walk. And it only gets faster when you start running!
Today I ran to the Home Depot to score some PVC joints to repair my laundry hamper. It's the kind made of plastic PVC pipes, shaped like a long quarter circle, and a drawstring cloth bag liner. The connecting parts have crumbled away and the whole thing is always prone to popping apart at the seams. I had to dremel the pipe threads out of the pieces, but it all worked out beautifully.
Still toying around with Ubuntu. I just installed Apache so I can run PHP locally on my box without having to test on a remote server for my random web projects. I still need a couple of hours to get my feet wet. Can't wait to deploy our new ideas for Paulandkat.com. :)
And... one of these days, I would really love to be in an Eichler. :)
It's been more than a year since we've decided to take Nickel in to live with us in Tarzana. It's been quite an adventure to say the least! He's gone camping in literally freezing conditions, caught bubble gum in his hair (c/o Lovell), engaged in very inappropriate makeout sessions in our garden while a crowd of 20 watched, ridden the Vespa numerous times with his Mama Kat, taken a few road trips back to San Francisco, pee-d on snow at Tahoe, poo-pooed in Baby Lara's playpen and made her eat it, and the list goes on... For his next adventure I think we'll have to cut off his balls.
Calling him my best friend would be an understatement.
Happy fourth birthday, you crazy little guy. :)
Caught The Little Ones at the Troubadour tonight. I saw them open for the Magic Numbers almost a year ago, and am glad to catch them headlining tonight at one of my favorite venues. Ra-Ra-Riots, opened for them and put on a really tight set as well.
As usual, everyone flaked - I still don't give a shit and will still watch gigs by myself because live music is and forever will be the last indulgence I would deny myself. Worddage!
I like the beauty of randomness -
like when you don't peer into the viewfinder
but click anyway
because you know the beautiful picture is
what you're not looking at.
The adventures of Nickel.
Around people's legs and cat's tails.
Sniffing about.
The curious little boy goes places.
And shares his portraits online
to put smiles on strangers' faces.
Sweet!
Updated my rig - I junked Windows in lieu of Ubuntu 8.04, and I'm currently in the process of re organizing all the junk data I've accumulated over the years. This includes ICQ chat logs from 1997, old emails and massive gigabytes of pictures, and other bits and pieces of nostalgia.
My 9 year-old CRT monitor also conked out and started flickering yellow intermittently. I had to smack it around to get the blue back on screen. I must say I was impressed though, given how long it was in service for. I'm now rocking out on a 21.6" TFT LCD. I would've gotten a dual 19" setup, but why get greedy?
I'm trying to simplify and streamline my work and play processes, which includes preference over open source (read: free) software. Everything is running good. Now I'll just need to clean up. Remember what they say: your inbox reflects who you are. And so does the bathroom mirror in the morning.