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On Rachmaninoff’s Birthday (by Frank O’Hara)

Quick! a last poem before I gooff my rocker. Oh Rachmaninoff!Onset, Massachusetts. Is it the fig-newtonplaying the horn? Thundering windowsof hell, will your tubes ever breakinto powder? Oh my palace of oranges,junk shop, staples, umber, basalt;I’m a child again when I was reallymiserable, a grope pizzicato. My pocketof rhinestone, yoyo, carpenter’s pencil,amethyst, hypo, campaign button,is the room full of smoke?…

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I’m Not a Fan of Frank O’Hara

I’m sorry – I’m just not a fan of Frank O’Hara. I tried. This is the second or third time I’ve tried to read Lunch Poems, but no luck. So many, many people I know are going to want to kick my ass. I know he’s a big name, and a writer many folks admire… but I just don’t see…

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Blabbermouth Wanker

On WH, everytime you make a post – it records it in your user profile. Depending on the number of posts you have, you are given a "title." While this title no longer represents any kind of rank or placement in the greater social structure of the forum – the old numbers are there, if nothing more than an antiquated…

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The Sonic Memorial Project

My friend Juliet sent me a link to the Sonic Memorial Project. I haven’t had a chance to fully explore it, but the Sonic Browser (using the Flash 6 plugin) is pretty neat. Take a look and a listen.

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International Violin Competition of Indianapolis

My friend Craig (who, wonder of wonders, is also working in the IT field – who woulda thunk?) sent me a link to a stream that his company is doing. The IVCI is a pretty big deal, from what I understand. When I was a kid, we had a young violinist from China stay with us for a while. Zhang…

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I’m Joking Like a Nerd

After work, Justin and I started discussing patterns, and how the right search and replace equations can yield interesting (and new) combinations of data. We were both getting into it, and as we walked down the street – this young, really attractive woman walks by us, wearing red shoes. Justin staggers dramatically, and looks at me. He exclaims: "There’s nothing…

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I Need to Remember This

I had to write this shit out on a post-it note. I keep forgetting it, and it’s driving me batty. I need to ingrain this so that it’s second nature. ? = zero or one* = zero or more+ = one or more I swear, if I could get away with it… I’d write it on my monitor at work….

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Finally – I Am Useful

Today was a great day at work. Instead of putzing around, I got my hands dirty and dug into BBEdit. Justin showed me around one of the talk radio stations (which we’ll need to manually edit). Essentially, we’re going to create Dreamweaver templates for the station webmasters. But – we’re going to strip out a lot of the existing code,…

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Commute Photos

While I try to vary my routes, there are only so many different ways I can walk to work. I still have my camera out, and try to shoot what I think is interesting. I wonder, though, if it’ll get repetitious after a while. I also wonder if I’ll turn into Harvey Keitel’s character, from Smoke.

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Moving

The more I think about it, the more excited I get. The idea of starting over is appealing all of a sudden. Of course, I’m overlooking the tremendous PAIN-IN-THE-ASS that is the moving experience… but let me daydream for a bit more. There’s one other place (a few houses down) that Steph told me about, which I’ll hopefully get a…

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Bacchus Frowns Upon Me

Why? What did I do to fall out of your favor, oh great one? I woke up super early this morning, wanting to get a jump on the day. Around 8 AM, I headed out the door to go to the grocery store and pick up food for the week. Normally, I hate shopping – I always feel like I…

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She Beat Her Own State Record

I don’t know what this is, but it’s… well… something. jverbal passed this little gem to me. He didn’t tell me how he came across it; I didn’t want to ask. While it is, technically sound and impressive – it makes me take a step back, and wonder what we do with our free time. I wonder a lot about…

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Apartment Hunting (Sorta)

Well, I did leave the house, in case you were wondering. I met up with Steph around 5:30 to look at an apartment. It’s the ground floor of my landlord’s building, and right up the street. Literally. It’s smaller than my apartment now, but it’s cozy and more than enough room for one person, I feel. Two bedrooms, and they’re…

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I Did Little Today

Jebus, how many of these posts am I going to have, after a year is up? I should develop some kind of shortcut – maybe a visual thing like a picture, maybe some kind of textual phrase or secret password. How about something like this: WASTED DAY. MOVE ALONG. NOTHING TO SEE HERE. So, when you see this – insert…

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