Well another year of doing bad things worse and good things better or reverse that I think better in all but still discovering all this new intellectual ground and capacity. It happens when the universe expands and you spend some time at high-altitudes. In my new autonomic theory of life-being where all things tend to work themselves out with a little bending and spinning; there is still the human element that drives the beaters and drummers, there is still alcohol to slow things down to a livable pace, but not much I can do slow time back to a crawl, the weekends feel like a couple hours and the sleep I gather during weeks, inbetween Agency life, is moving incredibly fast. One moment I am dreaming and next I am flinging information around with my team of creatives and clients. I do think I need some new belt buckle blink but we'll see how things pan out. So I can put my catch phrase of the minute up, it's tiring enough trying get people to read my communications by osmosis, pigeon, email, fire, schedules, IMs,etc etc.
Friday, January 06, 2006
Happy blingin' 2006
Well another year of doing bad things worse and good things better or reverse that I think better in all but still discovering all this new intellectual ground and capacity. It happens when the universe expands and you spend some time at high-altitudes. In my new autonomic theory of life-being where all things tend to work themselves out with a little bending and spinning; there is still the human element that drives the beaters and drummers, there is still alcohol to slow things down to a livable pace, but not much I can do slow time back to a crawl, the weekends feel like a couple hours and the sleep I gather during weeks, inbetween Agency life, is moving incredibly fast. One moment I am dreaming and next I am flinging information around with my team of creatives and clients. I do think I need some new belt buckle blink but we'll see how things pan out. So I can put my catch phrase of the minute up, it's tiring enough trying get people to read my communications by osmosis, pigeon, email, fire, schedules, IMs,etc etc.
Friday, December 23, 2005
Happy Birthday jesus, gentiles and an end to the MTA strike
Sunday, December 11, 2005
when eating was fun
Saturday, December 03, 2005
slushy 32 degree mt bike ride
Sunday, November 20, 2005
Lung fish Mt biker adventure: chimney rock NJ
I am not a novice rider by any means so my rock, log chops are pretty good since I've been Mt bike riding for 16 years and biking since I can remember. These guys just do it once a week compared to the quartely rides I have been able to fit in and half this ride is windy and uphill. Some of them are so hardcore they do single speed. Freakin nuts. You know you're in trouble when they are dressed up like storm troopers with shin guards and some of them seem to have capped teeth. Anyway, if you're looking to get in shape or test your skills this ride is highly recommended. I am going to try and do it again in a couple weeks. Chimney Rock
Saturday, November 19, 2005
DJ Spork presents: Honorable mention show for 2005
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Sunday, October 23, 2005
DJ SPORK Music Podcast series: Top 10 of 2005 part 1
Apprentice Technology Templar: finally got 180GB back-up
Wednesday, October 12, 2005
It was just a matter of time before AL got spammed
Saturday, October 08, 2005
Convenient terror alerts when Bushy admin going to hell
Wednesday, September 21, 2005
guilty of too much work and not enough play
On a funnier note and for new messages from Pat O'brien who is finally throwing in the towl, check out www.yesbutnobutyes.com and get your daily embarrassed larf for things you shouldn't say and to put on you're a total degenerate list. Karma will be on your side
speaking of which, the first jury is back for the new show They Call me Earl and it is funnier than the Office. Something is missing that is totally apparant in the 40 year old virgin. looking forward to the second episode.
Sunday, August 21, 2005
Broken Flowers and Bill Murray
Thursday, August 18, 2005
Slip on loafers and the 12 oz beer
Sometime when walking in the city, in a rush to go nowhere life threatening, my shoes fall off. I’m afraid that this might happen before getting on a train. Down in the crevice where all that electrical crap is, It would probably be worse in the AM than PM when headed home. The solution I imagine would be to just take off the other shoe, weather permitting of course. But if it were to happen on the way to work, there could be an issue. I’ve lost my Hornsby notebook cd this way in the 23rd street Path. It just bounced down the tracks. And I schemed for weeks on a strategy to retrieve it without getting down in the muck and electrical, until it suddenly was not visible any more.
There are so many choices, when unplugging’ from the Big Agency, the decompression question always comes up. Is it a 12 oz train ride evening or 16 oz? Will a simple bag of chips satisfy the lunch skip or is it a biggee fry or a whole damn meal. Ah, the choices of dear old Newark Penn take-out services are almost endless.
Sunday, August 07, 2005
Non-stop action, moviergoer and aviso
The show last night at the Brighton Bar was a great release. Jaco never changes his beard just gets longer and grey but the diehard punk in him lives. That guy can tell some stories from all sorts of angles. Hard to explain the performance high, something gets releases from the energy and swet. Eventhough it 'felt like was 1999' with all the familiar faces in one room. It did not feel retro. The music is still vital and I am glad I am enjoying it as much. We stuck mostly to goodnight sweetheart material and few from the more recent Our lady of the Highway, as we've vowed not to prematurely perform the newer tunes until they are ready to played live. On the bill were Moviegoer and they were awesome. The batteries for the toy instruments they would play thru their pick-ups have long since died but there is talk of bringing some semblance of sampler for their next and last reunion show. Thankfully there was some new music by Benny's new band Non-Stop Action. Walter got heckled by Ben when he requested that ben dance some more. Their tunes are gilting like Jehu and vocals and lyrics are clearly assembled like the asphalt craftmanship of Bill Gerwick. Hard to explain I suppose.