new office
Not really new, but it's new to me, since I just recently moved in.

A new office is like a new apartment. You've got to move all your shit in and get it just right, and it's a process if you're like me, where you can't work comfortably if anything is screwed up. I've got my 24" widescreen monitor, my 47" widescreen TV as a monitor (in 1920x1200 4 feet from me), and my sick ass video editing machine. Also, my whiskey in a decanter (old school is me) and glasses. The furniture is all cherry wood. I've very happy here. I only wish I had a hookah.

Diggnation sucks. Really. I don't know why this is a popular vodcast. Ugly couch show is much better. Diggnation goes on for far too long and I've truly uninterested in half of what they say. Also, one of those guys sports a Mac, has a moptop and is generally one of those types of people I loathe.

currently listening to: guns n roses

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smart people are better than everyone else
I love science news: Smart people less likely to believe in god

It's not just a British thing. It's an American thing too. Look at the "Bible Belt. Rural Americans flock to religion. Also, there is a disproportionate amount of undereducated (read: stupid) people in that area as well. Those are also red states. Hmm.

I tried to fix my sleeping schedule but failed miserably. Now I sleep at random hours for random lengths of time. It's manageable chaos.

currently listening to: the donnas

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I'm Gonna Vote For Optimus Prime

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flash preloaders
If you do a search for Flash preloaders, you'll find a dizzying array of articles about various methods for constructing your own "simple" preloader. Simple my ass. I tried 3 completely differnet methods for constructing a decent preloader. I also tried raping some old preloader code of mine from my previous employer. Then I found a nice little site that sells premade flash bits. I generally balk at the idea of spending money like that, but I wasted more time trying to figure it out myself. Metaphor: sure I can mow my own lawn, but I'd rather pay some else to do it. Also, sometimes the internet sucks for good information. (In the case of Wikipedia, that "sometimes" becomes "always".)

currently listening to: loreena mckennitt

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prime
37.1 seconds into Paul's flash video and I'm nearly at my limit for workable pictures of Optimus Prime. Every 5 seconds of this thing is taking an hour. It ridiculous. No wonder those guys at JibJab have a whole team of animators.

Also, it occurred to me today that every day should be spent in search of something to create or do that will secure your place in history and legend, be it through fame or power or wealth or heroic (or infamous) deeds, at least for those around you, or you will never be remembered for anything and forgotten soon after you die. You will leave no mark on the universe and only maggots and unresolved debt will mark your passing. Today I worked on a flash video. Tomorrow I will finish this flash video and work more on our company website(s). Sunday is still up in the air, so we'll see what comes across my desk.

currently listening to: lacuna coil

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lost moments of genius, part 1
Sometimes I forget how smart I am, and out of the blue am reminded of my own mad genius. I rediscovered that little gem mined from my brain via a random google search. Pity I did not have the chance to follow up on that idea. Maybe i'll find time to take it up again soon.

currently listening to: dethklok

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i need a bigger office
Running three differnet machines, 3 big ass monitors, 3 keyboards, 3 mice, and a load of random doodads on one old busted desk. I need a new desk. I also need longer power cords. Most importantly, I need a hex wrench for this foosball table that I, like an idiot, assembled in a room with a door too narrow to get it out of without disassembling it. Maybe I can just take the legs off. Then I can fit another cheap desk in here.

The Andromeda Strain was a 2 part movie event thing on A&E. I was underwhelmed. I want my 4 hours back.

currently listening to: emiliana torrini

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