darth, baby.

ooh, ooh, ooh!

it's darth, baby! bwaaahahahahaaaa!
who'd YOUR daddy? erm, fahthah.

the darth side


oh, yeah. i watched this "strange days" nat'l geo show on pbs last nite. it was very interesting, in a sensationalistic, yellow-journalism, sort of way. i'm sure most of the things in it are factual, but yet, they seem to be designed to scare me in some way, which i distrust.

and maybe i missed it, but they dint mention the antarctic ice-shelf melting. maybe they felt that was over-exposed? i doubt it.

some things to look up later:

• tropical indian ocean warming


• trans-atlantic oscillation


• what event(s) follow dust events in the caribean?


• what event(s) precede the north pacific warming cycle? (ring of fire?)


• cause & effect in global environmental change

:-P
"i'm geeking out here"
- syndrome

alphabet soup

random thoughts from things i'm reading and looking up on the net:

• 26 letters in the english alphabet


• 32 chars for teletypes (baudot code)


• 128 chars in ascii


• 27 letters in hebrew (22 basic + 5 final)


• 21 letters in roman (latin)


• 12 letters in hawaiian


• 30-32 in sumerian (signed cuneiform)


• 50 kanji in japanese

approximately 50 alphabets are in use today...

tor = thor = taw = thaur = tauros = taurus (approx.)
(aramaic, germanic, hebrew, arabic, greek, latin)


transcendental

:-/

don't ask about kingfelix...

linguistically insignificant

Apparently Arizonan is Linguistically Insignificant

Your Linguistic Profile:

65% General American English

15% Upper Midwestern

10% Yankee

5% Dixie

5% Midwestern

What Kind of American English Do You Speak?

and that is not surprising to me, since, as an arizonan-born, people who have lived here for years still call attention to me as an oddity.
( most of the kids i grew up with were either from illinois or minnesota, lol )

in my head

[chorus] sex. sex. sex. in my head, head, head.

everywhere i look, everything i hear, everyone i see.
stimulation, procreation, titilation.
tv, radio, internet.

[chorus] sex. sex. sex. in my head, head, head.

sigh, something monty-python-esque about the whole thing...



hey, hey, what can i do?
- led zeppelin

helical soul

i've been having thoughts about past-lives, lately.

in the past, thru meditation, i became aware of some dreamish memories of myself dying in various ways thru-out history. i believe the violence of those deaths carries alot of energy, and are therefore more accessible to me in this life, as memories.

now, i've read that most religions have some belief in reincarnation, and that all references to it were removed from the bible by the council of nicea (not sure about that link).

so, what is this phenomena? is it some type of race-memory or instinct-like programming that is stored in our dna helix? supposedly there is some large percentage of our dna that is inactive.

if it's stored in our dna and passed down from generation to generation, then how come i am remembering moments-of-death? becuz if it's passed thru genetic material, and most people breed before they die (ha!), then how can anything after conception be passed on to succeeding generations?

there is another theory, that has to do with resonance and wavelengths of thought. and then there is, of course, soul-transfer or transmigration. which seems to me, is the mainstream thought on reincarnation.

:|


all of these are very interesting to think about, not sure which i believe, definitely don't know...

cabinet-tech

last nite, my ex invited me over to fix the door on the kitchen sinkbase cabinet. i never used to be a handyman at home, but i evolved, and i liked it.

a cabinet-tech, in case you were wondering, is kindof a jack-of-all-trades in the cabinet business. i dint get paid very well when i was doing it as my only job, but i had alot of fun, and actually became quite handy.

i now own a variety of cool power tools, too.

it is also curious, how my ex-wife looks at me, after i do some handy work, or hang up a mirror or artwork...

more snarkiness

okay, what is the word count for snarky on the web these days? i'm seeing it everywhere, which is fun. i can't even find the links now, but i was reading off wilwheaton.net, to jessica stover, to blogging.la, so somewhere in there i saw it a couple of times. more...

hehe

Ex Ell See Ay or Em Jay?

it's beautifully hilarious, the code we learn in life.
i'm a coder myself, a programmer. and i like it, it's fun usually.
(the Pee See shtuff is usually not)

anyways, at my fav coffeehaus, they use a code to call drinks, right?
and it's not starbucks, but i like that place too, even tho i have a friend who attributes his adult-onset-diabetes to their drinks, and is looking to start a class-action thing, lol. (that pumpkin-spice latte was kinda addictive, somehow).

anyways, i walk in the coffeehaus, and the barrista calls out my name in greeting,
which i answer with his name, and a deep "how yooo doin?", in my best joey-voice.
we laugh and he asks: "Ex El Em Jay?" which prompts me for my extra-large morning drink of choice. i'm usually a chocoholic, but not today. "Ex El See Ay, please sirrah" which translates to a cafe aulait, in the extra-large variety...

i'm happy this morning, this place is the best.
plus there are beautiful women here every day...

lunchtime apocalypse

a bunch of us walked down to the philly steak house (which is a converted tacobell and very nostalgic for me, btw), and sitting outside one of us (not me) asks: "has anyone been feeling a little weird lately?" - which is a fantastic way to start an "out-there" conversation, in my humble opinion.

after the usual snarky comments about lifestyle choices, spousal-bodily-functions, and self-abuse, we got into the lunchtime apocalypse discussion.

turns out, a couple of us have been having strange premonitions of disastrous change.
and so, we all shared a little bit of what we are/were thinking on this subject, possible economic impact of said changes, and how fun it all might be.

possibilities: asteroid, the yellowstone caldera, fall of the western empire.
(personally i dint offer one, but continued making snarky comments, as necessary)


JOKE OF THE DAY:
first guy: hey dood, didja get your tickets yet?
other guy: uh, to what?
first guy (holding up his arms and flexing): to the gun show, dood, lol.

btw, that is not MY joke of the day, i almost missed the punchline, cuz it sucked.
i guess it's from a tv show... another reason to kill that box.

Update: ack, that was from a tv show, dammit.
and i just can't have that kinda thing...
stricken, it is.

meditating, again.

i've started meditating, again.
nothing unusual, just some breathing: in, out, repeat ad infinitum...
oh, and a little chanting.

probly disturbing to my adjacent apartment dwellers, no doubt.

film festival

went to a film festival yesterday.
people watching was great fun.

there was some enforced segregation,
keeping us (the unwashed, uncouth, un-something),
away from the "film industry" folk.
not sure why. do we annoy them?

never saw so many film-vests...
;)

star wars & ice ages

okay, i'm a fan of star wars, period. fan is a derivative of fanatic, sure-sure... ( i have only worn a costume to one movie, ever; it was rocky horror night, so shoosh! slashdot has a link, too ).

and when my twins and i saw the trailer, before robots, we ALL gasped "cool! we gotta see that!".

and the next ice age is coming too. woohoo!

oh, and speaking of robots;
shake-u-tronic - coming to your local theatre or restaurant, soon.

update: hehe, and i thought... nevermind, just go read this. hehe

what's my sign?

okay, this might turn into a rant. i kinda feel a rant coming on, but i will try to rein in the urge. but as we all know, when you try to hold something back, it tends to fight harder to get out, so...

once again, alone on a friday night, i end up at a bookstore.
(feel free to psycho-analyze that, i'm okay with it)
i tend to start either in scifi or software, although if i'm feeling the "need" to enlighten myself, i may start in the classics. eventually, i will wander to the religion / spirituality section, as i did last night.

fridays, i suppose, are a good night for self-help and/or book clubs to meet. at least i assume that this particular group of women (and a gentleman who appeared to be attached to one of them, and possibly asleep behind dark glasses) was one of those two. they were all arranged around either the author, or the organizer - at any rate she was a good speaker, able to project and modulate her voice, and such. the gist of most of the conversation seemed to be about relationships.

i was eavesdropping from the taoist section, and she started in on horoscopes, which are fun to think about (to me), if not necessarily accurate. well, she started with the earth signs and caught my attention, as i'm the bull. she went down the list of all our supposed bad traits, and it was the usual list: stubborn, bossy, sexy, etc., and she proceeded to smackdown each of the signs, grouped by their elemental category, until she arrived at her own sign, aries. which she became apologetic for, and told some story about biting her dads finger, and how he deserved it for not listening to her. so, i pretty much quit listening at that point, as the tantric meditation book i was perusing got more interesting than her story.

now, i'm not sure what my point is here, let alone what hers was. what i took away was that, in relationships, most people just want to stick you in a box that they've built, and are comfortable with. if you stay in the box, they like that, becuz they can control you and they know what to expect from you.
if you get out of your box, they bite you.

maybe i should have gone drinking...

lingo, lengua, jargon, jingo, and java

synchronicity, again...

it seems i can count on little strands of my life interlinking into a web of interesting daily events. up-close these may not seem to have any relation to each other, and outside-looking-in they may make no sense to you. but, i see the web of connections in almost everything around me...

lemme splain, no, lemme summup:
i used a bit of someone else's lingo, cuz i like her lengua,
and another friend sent me a technical article, which used an awful lot of jargon, and he is kindof an evangelista, or jingo,
about the java language...

lingo - area specific usage of the lengua, language, or tongue
lengua - tongue or language
jargon - work, career, or arena-specific usage of obscure language
jingo - an interjection of surprise or emphasis, or an avid patriot
java - coffee and my language of choice for software

well, it makes sense to me...
(in some bent universe sort of way)
please don't tell...

end of the world, part deux

well, we're still here.
wednesday passed in relative stillness,
and i'm not sure, but i think texas made it too.

didn't find anything on google.

yay for us!

the end of the world

so, i heard some polygamist wack-job is predicting the end of the world?
interesting...

didn't jim jones do the same?