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[17 Nov 2003|08:47am]
[ mood | awake ]
[ music | The Boys Next Door-More Pricks Than Kicks-I Put A Spell On You ]

My wife and I are looking to rent a place in the Alhambra or Pasadena area. If anyone has any good leads on a one bedroom, I would love to hear them. We don't want to spend more than 800 a month though. We also don't want to live in the skids of Alhambra or Altadena.

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Man, the things you find when adding vodka and the internet... [15 Nov 2003|11:56pm]
[ mood | laughing my ass off ]

ForMented: Beer Before Liquor or Liquor Before Beer?

Which one's a ticket to hangover central? We test out both theories

September 14, 1999


Right now, I feel like someone backed a Ford Expedition over my head (hmmm -- that explains all the errors in your text -- Editor). My buddy and I were discussing our favorite spirits when conversation revolved to that age-old maxim of "Beer before liquor, never sicker" (or is it ever sicker), or "Whisky before beer, always fear." Although we both claimed to be THE authority on the matter, neither of us really had the first clue what we were talking about. So we consulted a bartender called Donna, and she knew about as much as we did. Reality was staring us down like it was last call so there was only one sure way to find out the truth. We had to test all theories, hence my headache.

Correct: Liquor Before Beer, Never Fear

The above statement is true. Our experience was that if you drink hard liquor in whatever form -- we chose shots of Jack Daniels -- you can and must only trade down. If you remember that simple rule, you'll avoid horrific hangovers and only experience slightly devastating ones. For instance, one should never start drinking Rum and Cokes and then graduate to tequila, moonshine, or methanol. This will not only make you sick, you could go blind.

The same is true if you start drinking beer and decidd it's time for that shot of Jim Beam. They'll mix in your stomach like skinheads at a Public Enemy concert.

Now, if you start off with the hard stuff and work your way down, your body will, for some reason, be far more forgiving of the abuse.

There are some variations of the rhyme that all basically say the same thing and all are correct by our testing.

"Beer before liquor, ever sicker"
"Beer before Whiskey, kinda risky"
"Whiskey before beer, never fear"

But the thing is, they're so damn hard to remember, let alone get straight, it's no wonder I eat more Tylenol than wheat bread. So broken down into a drunkard's terms, it looks something like this (you might want to write this on your hand or your passed out friend's forehead):

BEER + WHISKEY = BAD or WHISKEY + BEER = GOOD


False statements include:

"Beer before Whiskey, never risky"
"Liquor after Beer, never fear"
"Liquor after wine, always fine."
"Whiskey after beer, in the clear."


Booze and Food

Many will tell you that you can always find the right spirits to compliment any meal, provided you're not sucking on a frozen Salisbury steak. Every person's tolerance differs, but generally speaking, there are a set of rules the human digestive system loosely adheres to.


Correct: Wine While you Dine, Always Fine

This is true to an extent. If, for instance, you choose to down a magnum of "Red Table Wine" with your mayonnaise and garlic salt sandwich, uh, bad things will happen. Trust me. I've done this. I implore you, do not go down this road.

The tricky thing is to correctly match your wine to your food. I know it sounds pretentious, but there is actually method to a yuppie's madness. The closest I can come to figuring out why some wine goes with some foods is color scheme. You drink red wine with red meat because if or when you later vomit, it'll all match and generally be the same color. The same is true for white wine and fish. The mosh pit in your stomach has a pleasant pastel hue to it. When possible, I've also found it nice to match the wine to your furniture, so when you spill it and/or vomit on it, it'll all sort of match. Plaid or paisley couches present obvious dilemmas. Matching your choice of wine to your clothes or date's dress is also a good idea.

False: Tequila Before you Dine, Always Fine

Whoever came up with this maxim should take a bath with a toaster. As a general rule, tequila mixes with few things and food is not one of them. Lime, salt, ice, triple sec and blondes in short skirts work fine, but throw in meatloaf or anything pickled and you're asking for trouble. We encourage tequila consumption. Fair enough, it does kill brain cells, but only the ones that cause shame, good judgment and humility and we all know those are feckless human traits.

Correct: Beer Before Wine, Never Fine

This is up for debate. My experience with this combined order was not so agreeable. My buddy was perfectly fine, but he's a complete lush with all sorts of personal problems. Don't ask.

After consuming three Bass Ales followed by three glasses of white wine, I simply fell asleep on the couch only to wake up a few hours later very sober and with a big, fat headache. The problem compounds if you try to sleep it off. See, the alcohol breaks down in your body and turns to sugar, so sleep is pretty much rife with impossibility. Solution: Bite the bullet and start drinking again. At this point, anything you can get your hands on will do.

Some other things that rhyme but will probably cause irreparable bodily harm:


Rum Before You Run, Always Fun
This is obviously stupid on the same level of drinking gasoline. Unless you're running from the police or a jealous boyfriend, drinking and exercise are a no no.

Gin While you Sin, Always Win
This was given to me by a bartender who thought he was really clever. I found him to be really annoying, trite and dull-witted. No tip for him.

Now that I think about it, most of these "clever" little sayings mean dick. A large part of drinking is acknowledging the fact that reason and better judgement are a vapor trail. Who's going to sit there and think, "wait, I better not have that shot since I've already downed a couple beers?"

So in a sense, we're right back where we started. And Monday morning I'll have a different headache. Damnit! I think Homer Simpson said it best when he raised his mug of Duff and toasted:

"To alcohol, the cause and solution to all of life's problems."

-- John Newlin loves the nightlife and likes to boogie.

IGN ForMented want you to enjoy booze responsibly. Leave the rough stuff to us.

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England's Hidden Reverse [09 Nov 2003|01:46pm]
[ mood | hungry ]
[ music | Current 93-Live At Saint Olave's Church 2002-Sleep Has His House ]

I recommend that all of you check out this book. It's really really good... but I'm biased and it probably won't interest that many of you...

England's Hidden Reverse:

Together, Steven Stapleton's Nurse With Wound, David Tibet's Current 93 and John Balance and Peter Christopherson's Coil represent the real English underground in all its sexual, cultural and artistic variety. A shadowy scene whose work accents peculiarities of Englishness through the links and affinities they've forged with earlier generations of the island's marginals and outsiders, such as insane cat artist Louis Wain; writers like death decadent Eric, Count Stenbock and ecstatic mystic novelist Arthur Machen; and occult figures like Austin Osman Spare and Aleister Crowley. In many cases, a combination of social inadequacy and the received critical wisdom that deemed their work too damned perverse, decadent or mad resulted in them being ignored in their own lifetimes and condemned to obscurity thereafter.

Nurse With Wound, Current 93 and Coil have helped disinter the art and lives of such lost figures, factoring them into their portrayal of England's Hidden Reverse. Bathed in their light, Englishness is not always a pretty sight: Oh Rose, thou art truly sick.

For all that, the three groups of friends have maintained a symbiotic, yet uneasy relationship with the mainstream of popular culture, even as their beliefs and practices repel them farthest from it. Their impact goes deeper than is usually acknowledged. Coil's early pioneering work with samplers, tape loops and electronics has been soaked up and assimilated via the fringes of dance culture while Nurse With Wound's surrealism in sound and Current 93's eschatological folk music has helped re-wire the underground.

Through close friends and collaborators such as Nick Cave, Björk and Marc Almond, they retain a loose connection to contemporary pop. That said, they'd be the last people to deny that theirs remains very much a secret history. Until now.

Based on several years' worth of exclusive interviews and unprecedented access to all three bands' personal archives, David Keenan's 'England's Hidden Reverse' is the first, definitive, biography of Nurse With Wound, Coil and Current 93.

David Keenan writes for 'The Wire' and contributes a regular jazz column to 'The Sunday Herald'. His work has also been published in Mojo, NME, Melody Maker, Ugly Things, Uncut and Firm 'n' Fruity. He lives in Argyll, Scotland, with his wife Sarah.

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[06 Nov 2003|09:31am]
[ mood | hungry ]
[ music | The Birthday Party - Nick The Stripper ]

In the quiet countryside just outside Vancouver, B.C. an ambitious young entrepreneur surveys a blindingly bright room filled with lovely plants--dozens of stalks of high-power marijuana. Almost ready for harvest, they hold threadlike, resin-frosted pot flowers, rust-and-white "buds" thickening in a base of green-and-purple leaves. The room reeks of citrus and menthol, a drug-rich musk lingering on fingertips and clothes.

"There's no way I won't make a million dollars," says the entrepreneur, David (one-name sources throughout this story are pseudonymous). He runs several other sites like this one, reaping upwards of $80,000 in a ten-week cycle. Says he: "Even if they bust me for one, I'm covered."

So, it seems, is much of Canada--covered with thousands of small, high-tech marijuana "grows," as the indoor farms are known. Small-time marijuana growing is already a big business in Canada. It is likely to get bigger, despite all the efforts of the antidrug crowd in Washington, D.C. On Oct. 14 the U.S. Supreme Court, by refusing to disturb an appeals court ruling, gave its stamp of approval to doctors who want to recommend weed to ease their patients' pain or nausea. In the U.S. nine states have enacted laws permitting marijuana use by people with cancer, AIDS and other wasting diseases. The Canadians are even more cannabis-tolerant; although they have not legalized the drug, they are loath to stomp out the growers. This illicit industry has emerged as Canada's most valuable agricultural product--bigger than wheat, cattle or timber.

Canadian dope, boosted by custom nutrients, high-intensity metal halide lights and 20 years of breeding, is five times as potent as what America smoked in the 1970s. With prices reaching $2,700 a pound wholesale, the trade takes in somewhere between $4 billion (in U.S. dollars) nationwide and $7 billion just in the province of British Columbia, depending on which side of the law you believe.

In the U.S. the never-ending war on drugs endures, to modest discernible effect. In a largely symbolic act the U.S. Justice Department has just imprisoned an icon of the pot-happy 1970s--Tommy Chong of the old Cheech & Chong comedy team--for selling bongs on the Internet (see box, p. 154). But in Canada the trade in pot, or cannabis (as many Canadians call it), is an almost welcome offset at a time when British Columbia's economy is in the doldrums.

Tourism here is down, and thousands of jobs got axed when the U.S. slapped tariffs on exports of softwood and then banned Canadian beef after an outbreak of mad cow disease. The marijuana business, by contrast, is thriving, not least because Canada shares a thinly guarded 5,000-mile border with the U.S., a big market. Ultimately much of the revenue flows into the coffers of hundreds of legitimate businesses selling supplies, electricity and everything else to the growers and smugglers.

And who are these growers? Not a small coterie of drug lords who could be decimated with a few well-targeted prosecutions, but an army of ordinary folks. "I know at least a hundred [of them], 20 years old to 70," says Robert Smith, who isn't part of the trade but indirectly profits from it at the furniture store he owns in Grand Forks, B.C., 110 miles north of Spokane, Wash. "Of the money coming through my door, 15% to 20% comes from cannabis--we'd be on welfare without it."

Mexico remains the biggest supplier of foreign pot for U.S. consumers, growing valleys of lower-grade grass and sending it north; some 500 tons of pot were seized at the Mexican border in 2001, more than 100 times the volume confiscated at the Canadian boundary. California is a prodigious supplier, as well. But Canada's industry is notable for its dispersion. The scattered and all but undetectable production may well herald a modus operandi for other regions.

Small growers like David bring in $900 a pound at the low end, with net margins of 55% to 90%, depending on quality, depreciation and labor costs. They produce half a pound to 30 pounds every ten weeks, selling their product to local users or peddling it to "accumulators," who then smuggle it over the border or sell it up the chain to larger brokers. Accumulators and brokers typically add $80 a pound to the cost, as do the high-volume smugglers who buy from them. Smugglers returning money to Canada for other dealers skim a 2% laundering fee.

"The first time somebody gives you a bag of money so heavy that you can't lift it, it's surreal. Pretty soon, it's just dirty paper," says Jeff, who recently retired from smuggling up to a ton of weed a week.



Building The Perfect Bud

Want dope? Plant seeds. Want high-end dope? Pay attention.

 

LIGHTS: With 1,000-watt metal halide lights first blasting clones for 24 hours a day, followed by 12-hour intervals of dark to force budding, a half-year grow cycle is cut to ten weeks.

 

GENETICS: Breeding stock is critical to top-quality pot. Branches of the best female plants are cut and potted. The genetically identical offspring are also cloned.

 

AIR: Temperatures in the 70s. Added carbon dioxide boosts production, quality.

 

DIRT: Or hydroponics or aeroponics. Nitrogen for growth, phosphorous and potassium for resinous flowers. Beneficial fungi and bacteria to boost THC.

 

Sources: Ed Rosenthal; Advanced Nutrients.

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Guess Who Doesn't Believe In God? [02 Nov 2003|01:15pm]
[ mood | hungry ]

Ten percent of Protestants, 21 percent of Roman Catholics, and 52 percent of Jews do NOT believe in God.

That's the surprising word from a new survey by Harris Interactive of 2,306 adults that shows belief in God varies quite widely among different segments of the American public. How often do we go to a place of worship? Not much. Most people attend a religious service less than once a month. Still, Americans are far more likely to believe in God and to attend religious services than people in most other developed countries, particularly in Europe.

Who believes in God?
While 79 percent of Americans believe there is a God, only 66 percent are absolutely certain of it. Nine percent do not believe in God and 12 percent aren't sure. And weirdly, not everyone who calls himself or herself a Christian or a Jew actually believes in God.

Who worships at a religious service?
Just over half (55 percent) attend a religious service a few times a year or more. Thirty-six percent attend once a month or more often, and just 26 percent say they attend every week. Forty-one percent of women and 31 percent of men attend once a month or more. Protestants (47 percent) are more likely to go to church once a month or more often than are Roman Catholics (35 percent). Jews are least likely to go with 16 percent saying they go to synagogue once a month or more. Church attendance is highest in the Midwest and lowest in the West.

Belief in God by geography and age
Eighty-two percent of Midwesterners and Southerners believe in God, compared with 75 percent in the East and West. Our beliefs get stronger as we age. Of those 25 to 29 years old, 71 percent believe in God. That number jumps to 80 percent for people over 40, and hits 83 percent for those 65 and over.

Other fascinating facts about who believes in God:
84 percent of women believe in God, compared with 73 percent of men.
91 percent of African Americans believe in God, compared with 81 percent of Hispanics and 78 percent of whites.
87 percent of Republicans believe in God, compared with 78 percent of Democrats and 75 percent of Independents.
82 percent of those with no college education believe in God, compared with 73 percent who went to college.

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Man... [26 Oct 2003|06:06am]
[ mood | tired ]

NYT: 9/11 Commission May Subpoena White House Files

NEW YORK (Reuters) - The head of the federal commission investigating the Sept. 11, 2001, attacks said the White House was withholding highly classified intelligence documents and he was ready to subpoena them if they were not released within weeks, The New York Times reported.

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The Smell [25 Oct 2003|04:31pm]
[ mood | tired ]

It was a good night last night. Freddy's benefit drew a really huge crowd towards the end of the night.

Josh opened the show but said a lot of his equipment wasn't working right, so he didn't end up playing very long. Freddy was really awesome as usual, and I loved how his songs were performed. The Smell has a really weird sound system now and I don't know if it's just me, or perhaps it needs some tweaking. Le Joshua was crazy, and this was the first time I ever saw them play.

Next was Rock Goggle, which was good from what I could hear. I was selling Freddy's merch and not really watching. New Collapse was pretty cool, but I was suffocating so I went outside during the last half of their set. LYBYTHTH was off the hook, so freakin' cool how he pulled off his act. He did a crazy cover of Don't Fear the Reaper.

Finally Babyland. They played YOUTH CHOKER!!! Weee, my favorite song by them. They were awesome as always.

All in all I was really happy for Freddy that they made so much money for the Cancer Wellness Center.


I saw some people that I recognized, such as userinfomaryzaint


We almost got our car locked in a parking lot because a security guard locked the gate and we had to track him down.

I'm so tired... after not sleeping much last night.. and waking up early today...

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[22 Oct 2003|10:46am]
[ mood | numb ]

Oct. 22, 2003  |  LOS ANGELES (AP) -- Elliott Smith, a singer-songwriter whose dark-tinged, introspective songs and plaintive singing voice won universal critical acclaim, has apparently committed suicide, his publicist and coroner's officials said Wednesday. He was 34. Smith's body was found by his live-in girlfriend Tuesday, Los Angeles County Coroner Records Supervisor Marsha Grigsby told Associated Press Radio. He sustained a single stab wound to the chest that appeared to be self-inflicted, she said. Smith's New York-based publicist also confirmed his death. Smith released five widely acclaimed solo albums that garnered modest commercial success. His song "Miss Misery," recorded for the film "Good Will Hunting," was nominated for an Academy Award in 1998. Smith's songs were often compared with those of Alex Chilton, Nick Drake and the Beatles, his favorite band. They were marked by intricate melodies written over unorthodox chord changes. Lyrically, they addressed such dark subject matter as drug addiction, troubled relationships and loneliness -- though Smith tried to distance himself from the label of confessional songwriter. "I don't feel like my songs are particularly fragile or revealing," he said in a 1998 interview in the Los Angeles Times. "It's not like a diary, and they're not intended to be any sort of super intimate confessional singer-songwriterish thing." Smith was born Steven Paul Smith on Aug. 6, 1969, in Nebraska; his mother was a singer and his father was a psychiatrist. He spent most of his childhood with his mother in the suburbs of Dallas and then moved to Portland, Ore., in high school to live with his father. Smith studied piano and guitar as a youth and began composing songs when he was 13. He began calling himself Elliott in middle school, he later explained to a reporter, because Steve sounded too "jockish." Smith graduated Hampshire College in Amhert, Mass., with a degree in philosophy and later joined a Portland punk band called Heatmiser. On the side, he recorded several solo albums -- "Roman Candle" (1994), "Elliott Smith" (1995) and "Either/Or" (1997), all on independent labels -- that won him a devoted underground following. In 1997, he moved to New York City, where film director Gus Van Sant approached him with an offer to use several of Smith's songs on the soundtrack to "Good Will Hunting." The movie was a hit, bringing Smith's music to a mainstream audience. Smith subsequently signed with Dreamworks Records and recorded two albums with bigger budgets that featured denser arrangements than his early work. "XO" (1998) and "Figure 8" (2000) continued Smith's critical winning streak, and took him to the middle reaches of Billboard's Top 200 albums chart. "I don't really have any goals as a songwriter," he once said, "other than to show what it's like to be a person - just like everybody else who's ever played music does." Smith had recently spoken in interviews about his struggles with alcoholism. "When I lived in New York I was really a bad alcoholic for a few years," he told Under the Radar magazine in an interview published in June 2003. In an effort to quit drinking, Smith told the magazine, he had undergone treatment at the Neurotransmitter Restoration Center in Beverly Hills, which administers an intravenous solution meant to clear the bloodstream of toxins. - - - - - - - - - - - -

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How to Turn a Stray Cat Into a Pet (by Anna Sadler) [21 Oct 2003|10:25pm]
[ mood | tired ]
[ music | Black Lung-The Depopulation Bomb-Joyful Slaughter (of the Capitalist Swine) ]

(taken from petplace.netscape.com)

In urban and suburban areas throughout the country, a typical scenario plays out. A young female cat slips into a garage or under a porch and has her litter of kittens. The residents are understandably not very happy with this situation and gather up the kittens to take them to the local shelter. If the mother cat can be approached and lured into a crate, she might go, too.

If not, she will abandon her nest once the kittens are gone, but she’s likely to stay on in a neighborhood that has provided her with food, shelter and water. In a remarkably short period of time – as little as nine weeks – she may be back with yet a new litter.

Somewhere between the pampered pet cat and the self-reliant feral (which may, in fact, be vaccinated and neutered/spayed by the local humane society) is the most maligned, least understood of all the felines: unowned cats for whom no one takes responsibility. Happily, millions of these unowned cats have been adopted over the years and have become loving and beloved house pets. A remarkable 49 percent of pet cat owners report that their pet cat was adopted as a stray.

From Stray to Pet

But how do you help a cat move from stray to pet?

Cats that had previously been pets make the transition most easily. Once a cat has indicated her willingness to interact with people, a little food and a lot of patience can induce all but the most wary to become friends and, even better, grateful and loving owned pets. Stories abound of cats marching into a home they have chosen, and announcing by their actions that they are there to stay.

Common sense dictates that both the cat and the neighborhood benefit from a trip to the veterinarian. The cat should be neutered or spayed quickly in order to avoid unwanted litters. In the case of a male cat, neutering will discourage him from participating in the noisy nocturnal battles under your bedroom window and from sharing his “eau de tom cat” – a pungent spray of urine.

Before you do anything else, do a little investigative work to make sure that the cat does not belong to neighbors. If the cat has been taking regular meals at your house, chances are good that no other owner will be found. Once that hurdle is cleared, a telephone call to a local humane organization or to the community’s animal control department should help locate a low-cost or free neuter/spay and vaccination clinic. If you intend to accept the wandering vagrant into your household, your own veterinarian should be the one to establish a health file and perform the initial work. In either event, make an appointment, and inform the clinic that they might be seeing a somewhat difficult patient.

Vaccinations

Obtaining vaccinations – particularly against rabies – will protect the health of the neighborhood and your own family and other pets. Resident pet cats should be protected from possible transmission of viral diseases fatal to cats, such as the feline leukemia virus (FeLV). There are blood tests to screen for the presence of these viruses in seemingly healthy cats, and vaccinations to provide some level of protection for FeLV. There is no vaccination for feline immunodeficiency virus, also called feline AIDS.

Transporting the Cat

You’ll need some kind of carrier to transport a panic-stricken cat to the veterinarian’s office. Even a cat that will readily approach people for stroking could well panic if confined. A frightened cat, trying to escape, can distract a driver or inflict serious wounds with claws or teeth.

If the cat has been accustomed to handling, a regular cat carrier can be purchased inexpensively from any pet supply store and even many grocery stores. A second choice would be a pillowcase, which is more difficult for the cat to escape than a cardboard box.

If you’re using a carrier, place some food into it for several days. Then, when the cat is accustomed to entering it, take the next step of latching the door. And finally, spend a little time accustoming the cat to being carried in it.

If the cat resists all efforts to accustom her to your form of transport, then a trap obtained on loan (usually at no cost) from a humane organization or Animal Control, is easier on all involved. These traps are made of wire, so the cat’s resistance to entering an enclosed container is lessened. Once trapped, a blanket can be put over the wire, and the cat can be transported without removing it.

After the visit to the veterinarian, the cat needs a quiet place to recover, particularly if the cat is female. The spaying surgery is more invasive than neutering a male, and a longer recovery time is needed.

Once accomplished, this veterinary visit will provide peace of mind that family and pets are protected from disease, and that the cat is protected not only from disease but from the reproductive drives that people find so annoying. You will have provided the cat with a giant step in the transition from panhandler to pet. And likely, without your even realizing it, the cat will have well and surely adopted you.

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[20 Oct 2003|10:45am]
[ mood | tired ]
[ music | Return of Cannibal Chimp ]

M.C. Escher
Congratulations!! You are M.C. ESCHER.
Your drawings often depict images, which seem to be
feasible, but logically cannot exist.
You are happiest when you are exercising your mind.
You live your life very sensibly. Your friends
turn to you when they need advice from someone
who knows how to remove emotional prejudice
from a situation.


Which famous artist most reflects your personality?
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B OF A. [14 Oct 2003|09:35am]
[ mood | excited ]
[ music | Venetian Snares - Befriend a Child Killer (Remix) ]

So today is my first official day of training at Bank of America. I've waited for this for a good amount of time and finally it's about to start. My training is from 12 PM until 8:30 PM with some breaks in between. I get to wear a shirt and tie, and for once feel good about coming to work. Training is a few weeks long and after that it's straight to my unknown schedule.

Tracy is off for the next couple days, and she gets to use that time to get used to the new computer. I spent all day yesterday moving files from her pc to this one. Songs, pictures, writings, etc. Everything is set up on the desktop so it is set up just like the old computer...

So I'm off to take a shower and eat breakfast.

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OS X [12 Oct 2003|09:47pm]
[ mood | pissed off ]
[ music | the fan blowing ]

Well, due to a lot of file conflicts and what not, I decided it was a good idea to reinstall my OS. I didn't bother backing up anything because most of it is easy to get back anyway. The only real problem I had was something I had a problem with in Linux, and that's Soulseek. This time around the notorious pyslsk kept freezing. Non stop, even with all the tips to get it working again. It never would permanently work, so I started fresh.

This time I'm avoiding pyslsk even though I loved it (thanks for all your hard work Alexbk). I'm going to be trying to install Nicotine, since it's still in further development. The think I miss about win is old familiar windows-friendly programs, and what I miss about Red Hat, is RPM. But being new to macs does have it's learning curve.

Tracy isn't adapting as well as I am, but I'm trying to get things as user-friendly as her Windows box.

Nicotine better install.

None of these error messages anymore or I'm gonna break something.

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[11 Oct 2003|07:08pm]
[ mood | tired ]

I'm happy that I managed to sleep a lot today. Last night we didn't get to sleep until really early in the morning. Waking up to do yardwork isn't fun.. lemme tell you. So that was the only thing I did today, before going back to sleep. Tomorrow I don't have anything planned, so maybe I can sleep in again. I'm excited about starting my new job, so I have to get as much sleep as possible before I officially start that schedule.

I really want to watch a movie. We don't own too many dvds, although the ones we do have are pretty awesome. It sucks that I've seen all of them so many times though.

OMFG I JUST GOT THE DAWSONS CREEK SONG IN MY HEAD FOR SOME UNKNOWN REASON... BLAHHHH...

It's a toss up between watching Fight Club, and watching Pi.

Fight Club it is.

Too bad I don't have Trainspotting on DVD, I really want to watch that.

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Wow! [11 Oct 2003|06:14pm]
[ mood | tired ]
[ music | nada ]

I scored a 96% on the "How Santa Barbara are you?" Quizie! What about you?

I've never been to that zoo.

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Friday. [10 Oct 2003|05:47am]
[ mood | tired ]
[ music | Huey playing. ]

So I've been on vacation this week, in transition from one crappy job that used to be fun, to a much better job that promises a whole lot of fun... as well as a larger paycheck. This is going to be the last time in a while that I'm going to have to wake up this early, because I'll be working until late in the evening. Today is welcome day down at B of A's offices. We'll see how it goes.

Yesterday, Tracy and I decided to go to Disneyland. Lemme tell you how much of a rip-off in price that place is. We bought annual passports because they were a little more than regular admission price. Even with the blackout days, going a couple times (which you need to anyway) pays for it already. Parking is a bitch, but no more expensive than Universal City Walk. All in all though, we made out pretty decent.

It was so fun though, oh man, I haven't been for a really long time and to go back again and again will be even better. They're rebuilding Space Mountain, Big Thunder is closed until I don't know when, and Splash Mountain will be open again hopefully by the next time we go, if not the time after that.

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OS X Panther. [08 Oct 2003|04:37pm]
[ mood | lazy ]
[ music | BassDrive ]

Well, I don't know if I want this or not...

I mean I do... but how long until another one comes out and I have to buy that as well? Man, hooked like a junkie, lemme tell you.

I have to pick up Tracy soon, so I better get off my dead ass and go cash my check before she gets out.

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[08 Oct 2003|03:56pm]
[ mood | tired ]
[ music | Qwel - the Manhatten Project ]

So Arnold is in office. Woop-de-doo. I knew it would happen and I liked him more than most of the more popular candidates, especially the Lt. Governor. We'll see how California turns out, it's already a mess so I don't expect Arnold to fix all our problems that fast.

Right now I'm burning a bunch of hip-hop CDs for my brother-in-law Steve. I want him to not follow trends and listen to shitty music, so I'm exposing him to underground and hoping it doesn't backfire... haha. It's funny to hear him and his little brother rappin' out the lyrics to Wu-Tang.

I'm not only burning underground hip hop, but I'm sure as shit trying to get him away from 50 Cent.

So far I've burnt him the following

  • ODB - Return to the 36 Chambers
  • Alias - The Other Side of the Looking Glass
  • DJ MF Shalem - Get On It (which is a mix of Adverse, J-Zone, Edan, Mr Lif + Del, DJ Zeph + Azeem, Awol, Sage Francis, Aesop Rock, Atmosphere, Qwel, Micranots, Adeem + Shalem of Dorian3, Eyedea + Abilities, Aceyalone, Low Pressure, etc... )
  • Chicharones - Boss Hog EP (Sleep from Oldominion + Josh Martinez)

    I'm going to burn some other things, maybe some Boogie Down Productions, or Tribe Called Quest. Haha.

    He also has some burnt AFI CDs which is one of my favorite bands, so I'm hoping he doesn't end up like their Avril Lavigne type fans.

    I'm pretty bored but accomplished a lot today. I managed to get my ass over to Montebello from Pasadena to pay my car insurance and they let me know that Tracy's friend called about insurance and that when she comes in to sign up for it, I can come in and pick up 25 bucks.. which is really cool. They're a good broker that got me a great rate. I wish my rate was a lot lower though, but full coverage for my car and for my age is pretty much a lot more than what I'm paying, elsewhere.

    I also visited my Great-Grandmother and ended up taking a two hour nap.

    I'm so tired lately. I hate it.

    I'm on vacation until Friday, and really need to think of something fun to do tonight and tomorrow or it's going to go to total waste. O_o

    Maybe I'll stop by Crewest Store in Alhambra and pick up some cans and check out what they have going on right now.
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    Well damn... [07 Oct 2003|09:05am]
    [ mood | tired ]

    WASHINGTON (CNN) -- The Defense Department sold equipment to the public that can be used for making biological warfare agents, according to a draft report by the General Accounting Office. The Defense Department agency responsible for the sale of excess property to the public, the Defense Reutilization and Marketing Service, halted the sale of such items September 19 while the practice is reviewed. "Many items needed to establish a laboratory for making biological warfare agents were being sold on the Internet to the public from DoD's excess property inventory for pennies on the dollar, making them both easy and economical to obtain," the GAO draft report said. "As requested, GAO established a fictitious company and purchased over the Internet key excess DoD biological equipment items and related protective clothing necessary to produce and disseminate biological warfare agents." The GAO is the investigative arm of Congress. A congressional source said the GAO front corporation was able to buy evaporator, incubator and centrifuge equipment that can be used to produce biological warfare agents. It also bought 300 to 400 protective suits required for the production of biological agents, the source said. The fictitious GAO company spent "a little over $4,000" for equipment that the Defense Department originally bought for some $46,000, according to the source and the report. "That's less than 10 cents on the dollar," the source said. Much if not all of the equipment sold to GAO investigators is available to the public at full price on the open market, the source said, but "we certainly don't need DoD to be a discount shop for potential bioterrorists." He conceded that "only nominal controls" are now in place to prevent the sale of such items to the public, but at least those sales are "not with the U.S. government seal of approval [and] for pennies on the dollar." The GAO investigation was requested by the House Subcommittee on National Security, Emerging Threats and International Relations, which is a unit of the Government Reform Committee. "According to the GAO, due to poor controls, there is little assurance excess [chemical-biological] equipment has not already fallen into the wrong hands," a subcommittee statement said. The statement said some of the protective suits "had previously been identified by DoD as defective," but they "were still circulating in the surplus supply chain." An unknown number of defective suits were issued to state and local law enforcement agencies before being returned to the Defense Department to be disposed of, according to the statement. The congressional source said those suits should not have been resold under any circumstances. The subcommittee will hold a hearing on the matter Tuesday with testimony from Pentagon officials, GAO investigators and a chemical-biological weapons expert.

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    [07 Oct 2003|12:07am]
    [ mood | tired ]
    [ music | Cause 4 Concern - Skewer ]

    Today was a really uneventful day if I do say so myself. The highlights included driving in traffic, feeling sick after eating, and having a hard time installing some mini blinds due to not having a magnetic driver bit. It wasn't all bad though, I got the part I needed for my car to replace the one that vandals broke in attempt to steal my stereo head.

    Being on vacation when you're not actually going somewhere sure as hell gets boring...

    Last night was fun though. Tracy and I drove out to Westchester to see our friend Freddy perform at a show that included one good band, and two shitty bands. He always puts on a good show, and if you're ever wanting to go see what I'm talking about, "This Song is a Mess..." shows are frequently updated in my LJ (I used to update those through the Masque Opera community, but I've gotten lazy and my own journal gets more exposure).

    Rock Goggle Fantasy. Really fun. Thanks RGF for not being boring like two bands that shall remain nameless...

    I don't really have anything personal to say for those two bands, they were good in their own ways, but they just didn't appeal to my personal tastes. The last band's guitarist musta really loved Kurt Cobain and had a cool Fender Jaguar and Telecaster (which he took out and played like two hours later... ZzZzzzZzz).

    So this computer is awesome. I got Illustrator 10 and am waiting to get Photoshop 7. I tried to get Final Cut Pro 3, but for some reason it didn't work...

    The point of me getting this computer was to have better resources for graphic design, making/editing music, and editing film... but at the moment I haven't been able to collect either all the software, or the equipment to fully do any of those things. It's only been a couple days and I'm off to a good start though. I have to get Tracy's camcorder working so we can edit. I really want to record the south bay cities cancer wellness center benefit show...

    I just realized something SHITTY. The benefit show is on a Friday and I work until 8 PM... or so I think I do... which means that if I can't get out early we miss Josh and then Freddy. I'm hoping my new manager won't mind me leaving a little early so I can attend a benefit for cancer.

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    [04 Oct 2003|05:42pm]
    [ mood | accomplished ]
    [ music | chiasm - fight ]

    So anyway, a day of messing with the box paid off really well when I discovered the capabilities of FINK. Fink is really cool. There are going to be so many great days ahead of me with this beautiful machine.

    MY computer sucked cock, and now it's hard drive is in Tracy's PC as a slave. Her PC is pretty cool, but lately it's been starting to bite the big one and a many times daily blue screen of death reminds us that Windows sucks sooo bad.

    iTunes is really cool. I'm listening to this Detroit Industrial Underground station. I haven't taken the time to copy a lot of our Mp3s onto here yet, so this and CDs are all the we have to listen to at the moment. I still need to get some better speakers for us.

    I'm installing wxpython at the moment, and when it's done.. Pyslsk shall be added.

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